My name is Huang Tian, ​​what the hell is this "Heaven is dead" nonsense?

Chapter 101 Huang Xunjiu Visits

Zhenhuafang, Yueyun Garden.

"What? You're saying that Thousand-Faced Old Ghost tried to assassinate him but was killed by him instead?!"

The third young lady, Xiao Qing, looked at the gloomy-faced old woman and asked in surprise.

“Indeed, just today at the hour of Chou (1-3 AM), about two hours ago, the old ghost Qianxiang sneaked into Qinghui Garden under the cover of night, intending to assassinate Huang Tian. However, for some reason, he was discovered, and after a fight, he died at Huang Tian’s hands,” the old woman said.

"Was it really Huang Tian who made the move, rather than a master from the Zhenwu Guard?"

The old woman shook her head. "Someone saw them fight. It was indeed Huang Tian who killed Qianxiang Old Ghost with one palm strike. Only then did Yu Jingcheng and the others arrive."

Xiao Qing frowned. "He's actually that strong? The previous intelligence said he was at most at the initial fourth rank, how come now..."

The old woman said helplessly, "Perhaps his strength has improved again recently? Or perhaps he didn't use his full strength when he thwarted the assassination attempt by the Fei Hong Sect members."

"Grandma Weng, can you beat him?"

The old woman paused for a moment, then answered truthfully, "It probably won't work. I don't know how he discovered the Thousand-Faced Old Ghost's whereabouts. If it were me, I definitely wouldn't have been able to find him. So in this respect, he is much better than me. As for a head-on fight, he might be better than me. At least I'm not confident I can kill the Thousand-Faced Old Ghost quickly."

Xiao Qing pursed her lips, "I remember you once defeated two fourth-rank martial artists in a quarter of an hour. You couldn't even beat him with that kind of strength?"

Granny Weng sighed, "He is stronger than 99% of fourth-rank martial artists. In my estimation, even a grandmaster would not be able to defeat him within five breaths!"

Grandmaster! Five breaths!
Don't be fooled by this seemingly low evaluation. In reality, even in the entire Qin Province, there are very few fourth-rank martial artists who can stand up to a grandmaster for several breaths. They are either exceptionally talented with their own unique skills, or they have honed their skills at the fourth-rank level for decades!

An ordinary fourth-rank martial artist can't even withstand a single blow from a grandmaster!
Granny Weng said meaningfully, "His potential is even greater than we imagined. He's destined to become a Grandmaster, reaching the second rank won't be difficult, and he might even reach the first rank, Miss..."

A first-class official position is within reach!
Xiao Qing knew the weight of those words. Her father was only a second-rank official, but he was already a renowned general in Qinzhou, with an extremely prestigious status.

However, it is nothing compared to a top-tier Grandmaster of the first rank. There are only about ten Grandmasters of the first rank in the entire Qin Prefecture!
Throughout the entire Great Qian Dynasty, including both the imperial court and the martial arts world, there are only a little over two hundred first-rank grandmasters!
Once you reach the first rank, you will immediately become one of the most powerful people in the Great Qian Dynasty!

'If I were to become the wife of a Grandmaster of the First Rank…'

She admitted that she was tempted. If she could enjoy the power and status of a first-class master's wife, she felt that such a forced marriage was not unacceptable.

Besides, I've heard he's quite handsome and not harsh on people...

However, she soon remembered being rejected before. It was the first time she had been rejected by a stranger, and she still felt quite embarrassed when she thought about it.

If she were to face the awkwardness of approaching Huang Tian, ​​she would feel even more troubled and conflicted.

Seeing the Third Miss's ever-changing expression, Granny Weng said, "Third Miss, Miss Miaosu sent a gift to Qinghui Garden this morning."

"Miaosu?!"

Xiao Qing's expression changed, "She stayed behind for Huang Tian after all!"

Granny Weng thought to herself, 'It's true that Huang Tian is involved, but I don't know if it's about finding a son-in-law for a political marriage, or if she wants to uncover his secrets...'

But Xiao Qing became even more convinced of her judgment, and suddenly felt angry, as if she had been betrayed.

She took two deep breaths and asked, "Grandma Weng, if I... what should I do?"

Without explicitly asking, the meaning was clear. Granny Weng said gently, "We'll also send a gift to Qinghui Garden. There's no need to do anything else. Anyway, we haven't offended Huang Tian before, so we'll just do what we need to do. Then, in a few days, when he's free, we'll invite him to the gathering. I think he might not refuse."

Xiao Qing nodded slowly. That's true. She hadn't offended Huang Tian. On the contrary, Huang Tian had even refused her invitation to the garden party. The two didn't actually have any grudges, so things should be handled as they were.

"Then let someone send a gift to Qinghui Garden."

After giving the instructions, Xiao Qing recalled Zhou Miaosu's always calm and elegant appearance and gritted her teeth inwardly.

Zhou Miaosu was naturally unaware that her best friend harbored such resentment towards her. Her gift-giving was merely an attempt to make initial contact with Huang Tian.

In fact, it wasn't just her who sent a gift; every prominent family in the entire prefecture with even a modicum of information sent one, even though they knew Huang Tian would likely not accept them. They felt they had to give something anyway; more gifts are never bad, but no gifts at all…

Among the powerful families in this vast city, only the Huang family remained hesitant.

"Father, the fourth brother is even stronger now. Even a powerful figure like Thousand-Faced Old Ghost, who once roamed Qin Province and escaped from the pursuit of a Grandmaster, has died at his hands..."

Huang Qian, looking haggard, sighed deeply, "If we don't mend our relationship with him soon, our family is finished."

Huang Xunjiu sat slumped in his chair, well aware of this principle.
Since Huang Tian captured two fifth-rank martial artists that day, which shocked the surrounding area, the Huang family has faced increasing pressure. In just half a month, the family business has lost almost one-fifth of its assets!

This was the Huang family's wealth accumulated over a century, and it was all lost in just half a month, which made Huang Xunjiu extremely heartbroken.

Now that Huang Tian is even stronger, the suppression Huang Mansion faces will only come more fiercely!

How much longer can they hold on?

"Qian'er, what do you think we should do?" Huang Xunjiu asked in a hoarse voice.

Huang Qian gritted his teeth and said, "I'll go to his door in person and beg for his forgiveness!"

He might not accept the gift, but he might still meet with the person who sent it. Once they met, the important figures in the city would be wary and uncertain about Huang Tian's true attitude, which would give the Huang family a chance to breathe a sigh of relief.

If we can completely reconcile with Huang Tian and allow him to return to the Huang family, it will greatly enhance the Huang family's prestige!

"What if he turns me away..." Huang Xunjiu hesitated.

"Father, there's no other way, we have to do this! Otherwise, we'll just be waiting to die!"

"Sigh! Then I'll go!"

Huang Xunjiu sighed heavily, stood up from his chair, and said, "Have a carriage and gifts prepared. I will go to Qinghui Garden myself!"

"Yes!"

A quarter of an hour later, a red-wheeled carriage drove out of the Huang residence and headed towards Baoqing Lane.

After some time, the red-wheeled carriage stopped at the entrance of Qinghui Garden alley.

"Sir, we can't get in, the road inside is blocked!" the coachman said.

Huang Xunjiu lifted the carriage curtain and peeked out. Sure enough, dozens of carriages were parked in the alley, blocking the road. Only pedestrians could barely pass through; carriages couldn't get in at all.

"Let's stop here..."

Huang Xunjiu took a deep breath and stepped down from the carriage with a solemn expression.

(End of this chapter)