I'm bound to the World-Destroying Witch

Chapter 4.4. The Six-Tailed Society

"This is a hospital. Is my wife a doctor?"

"Your wife is about to give birth."

The bizarre dialogue from his dream kept echoing in his ears, leaving Xia Feng completely baffled.

"Sir, sir!"

"Huh?" Xia Feng suddenly opened his eyes and sat up straight, snapping out of his slumber.

"Sir, we have arrived at the Six-Tailed Manor."

"Oh, okay, thank you."

As Xia Feng rubbed his temples and got out of the car, he saw three people standing at the entrance of the manor.

A middle-aged man in a sharp suit and with a neatly slicked-back hairstyle stared at him with a stern face, leaning on a dragon-headed cane.

This man was his adoptive father, Wei Shutong.

Of course, although he was called his adoptive father, they weren't really that close, since this man with his always impeccably styled hair had a total of eighteen adopted sons.
Beside Wei Shutong stood a middle-aged man with a scar on his right eye, wearing a loose, dark black martial arts robe.

The man in the martial arts uniform is named Zhao Jie, and he is currently the acting president of the Six Tail Society.

As for the person standing upright with his hands behind his back behind Zhao Jie, that was Zhao Jie's disciple, Qi Xiao.

What are they doing here? Xia Feng looked at the acting president with some confusion.

Zhao Jie's only open eye was grayish-white, and when he looked over, he exuded an imposing aura without anger. His expression was indifferent: "Xia Feng, where did you go just now?"

Although Xia Feng was confused, he still respectfully cupped his hands and said:
"Why is Uncle Zhao asking this when we're going to the Prince's Mansion to find Mu Qingtong?"

"You went to annul the engagement?" Zhao Jie's gray pupils narrowed slightly, his cold, predatory gaze fixed on Xia Feng.

Xia Feng looked at Wei Shutong, who was leaning on a cane and keeping his eyes closed, with a hint of doubt in his eyes. He then looked at Qi Xiao, who was standing behind Zhao Jie with a faint smile on his face.

As if understanding something, Xia Feng smiled and said, "I just went to the Prince's Mansion to say a few words to Miss Mu. How did that become me announcing the engagement? Uncle Zhao, where did you hear these mindless rumors?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Jie narrowed his gray eyes and glanced coldly at his disciple Qi Xiao beside him.

Qi Xiao was also taken aback for a moment, then said in a deep voice, "My men clearly saw you run red lights all the way to the Prince's Mansion, and even after the car accident, you didn't want to stay in the hospital! You stormed into the mansion in such a rage, and you told us you just wanted to say a few words to Miss Mu?"

"Yes, is it not allowed—" Xia Feng said earnestly, "is it not allowed?"

"you--"

“If you don’t believe me, you can call the Mu family manor directly and ask her. Ask her if we had a pleasant conversation tonight and if I didn’t mention breaking off the engagement at all.” Xia Feng smiled.

At this moment, Xia Feng also had a sudden realization.

So that explains why Cha Nai Xue suddenly introduced him to a fiancée—it turns out she joined forces with Qi Xiao. I guess Qi Xiao promised her some benefits.

As for Qi Xiao's purpose in doing so, it was probably for the extremely rare inherited spirit garment of the Six-Tailed Clan—the Six-Tailed.

Seeing that Xia Feng looked so confident and didn't seem to be lying, Qi Xiao's expression darkened. "Damn, I was too hasty."
But if this kid surnamed Xia wasn't there to annul the engagement or cause trouble, why was he running so fast? He's already in the hospital and still insists on going to see Mu Qingtong. Could it be that he was just chatting idly?
"Never mind, it won't affect the overall situation anyway!" Qi Xiao's brown eyes narrowed slightly, and a gentle smile appeared on his lips: "So, Junior Brother has agreed to marry into the Mu family?"

"Of course! Miss Mu is beautiful and gentle, why would I refuse?" Xia Feng said with a smile.

"Speaking of which, I have to thank my senior brother for his behind-the-scenes support." He shook Qi Xiao's hand firmly with a sincere expression. "Thank you!"

This is the truth.

Qi Xiao's eye twitched slightly. Indeed, he had seen Mu Qingtong's photos; she was ridiculously beautiful. Damn it, this kid got lucky!
But it's not a big deal. After all, a noble lady like Mu Qingtong, who is adored by thousands, is not someone Xia Feng can handle!

Thinking to himself to comfort himself, Qi Xiao regained his composure, turned around, clasped his hands in greeting, and said:
"Master, since Xia Feng is about to marry into the family, he is no longer qualified to compete for the Six-Tailed Spirit Robe. I request that the competition for the Spirit Robe be ended early!"

In fact, Xia Feng had no interest in the Six-Tailed Spirit Robe and had no intention of competing with Qi Xiao. After all, with his talent, it would probably be a long time before he could learn the Six-Tailed Spirit Robe.

But now.
He has no talent, but the World-Destroying Witch does!
"Okay." Zhao Jie nodded calmly, then looked at the middle-aged man in a suit beside him. "Old Wei, you don't have any objections, do you?"

Wei Shutong's expression was unreadable as he tapped his cane: "Since Xia Feng is no longer eligible to compete, I have no objection. Announce the verdict."

"Excuse me," Xia Feng blinked. "Old Wei, I have a problem with this."

Wei Shutong frowned and glanced at him, then ignored him, turned around and left with a flick of his sleeve: "Everyone, disperse."

"Old Wei, don't rush." ​​Zhao Jie followed slowly and said with a smile, "The bet was 20, so you've lost. Remember to transfer the money when you get back."

Seeing this, Qi Xiao's lips curled slightly. He glanced at Xia Feng and then quickly followed Zhao Jie.

The three of them drifted away.

Hey, look at my temper! Xia Feng knew that facts speak louder than words, and some things didn't need too much explanation.

The Rokuo-sha advocates that the strong are respected, which, in other words, means that interests are respected. As long as the visible benefits are in place, some people will naturally change their attitude towards you.

He clasped his hands together abruptly, and a moon-white spiritual stream rippled outwards from his palms, humming—

Under the moonlight and ancient trees, the young man's black hair danced wildly behind him. The three people who were about to step into the manor suddenly stopped and turned around in confusion.

(End of this chapter)