Swords emerge from Mount Hua, sweeping across the heavens from the world of Swordsman.

Especially her pale yellow low-cut dress, which perfectly showcased her charm.

Sitting in the pavilion, Yue Buqun couldn't help but open his eyes wide and exclaimed, "A divine artifact!"

Some people may be large, but their positions seem low, leaving only a plain that spoils the aesthetics.

This Lady Wang is different; a mountain rises not far from her neck, the position is just right.

The white light was so bright it made it hard to open your eyes, and its depths drew you in.

One can't help but exclaim: Madam, you are truly wealthy and generous!

"Mom!" Wang Yuyan called out.

Azhu and Abi quickly bowed and said, "Greetings, Madam."

"Hmph! Ah Zhu and Ah Bi, you two girls are getting more and more ignorant. Don't you know the rules of my manor?"

Why bring a man up here?

The two maids panicked and quickly explained, "Madam, please calm down, we'll leave right away."

He then gestured to Yue Zhuoqun with his eyes, wanting to leave quickly before Madam Wang became angry.

Yue Zhuoqun gave them a reassuring look, stood up and said with a smile, "You've mistaken them for someone else. I brought them up here."

"You brat, you've dared to set foot on the island without permission! Do you have a death wish?" Madam Wang, followed by two old women, shouted angrily upon hearing this.

"Huh, why are there two more people?"

Chapter 134 A Cruel Blow to Madam Wang

Why are there two more people?

The two old maids behind Madam Wang were furious, their faces turning ashen. They had followed Madam Wang to the left and right, and anyone with eyes could see them.

That's incredibly arrogant!

If Yue Zhuoqun knew what the two of them were thinking, he would definitely cry out that he was wronged.

He genuinely didn't notice the two people; after all, a person's attention span is limited, and the two brightly lit bulbs in front of him were simply too dazzling.

"Madam, this old servant will chop this brat into pieces and use him as fertilizer right away!" Madam Yan said angrily, taking a step forward.

Madam Wang raised her hand to stop her, her gaze fixed on Yue Zhuoqun's face as she scrutinized him.

What a handsome young man!

Since falling in love with Duan Zhengchun, Madam Wang had never shown any interest in other men, but when she saw Yue Zhuoqun's appearance, her eyes lit up with surprise, and even her anger subsided by three points.

After all, good-looking people always have privileges.

"Such a handsome face, it would be a waste to kill him and use him as fertilizer. But he has violated the rules I set, so I can't let him go unpunished. Boy, from now on you will stay and be a gardener, planting camellias for me!"

"No, no!" Yue Zhuoqun shook his head without even thinking.

"Hmm? Why not?" Madam Wang frowned and asked. Did he really want to commit suicide?

"How can a handsome man like me face a haggard old woman every day!"

Madam Wang found his words amusing and immediately laughed: "Haha, don't worry, I can make sure that Mama Yan and the other woman don't supervise your work."

"No, the old hag I'm talking about is you."

Um? ! !

Everyone in the room was stunned. Even Azhu and Abi looked at Yue Zhuoqun with disbelief.

I suspect there might be something wrong with his eyes.

Even the two women envied Madam Wang's appearance; she was far from being a haggard housewife.

Even though she's gotten a bit older, she still retains her charm.

"You...you said I'm a haggard old woman?" Madam Wang's face turned red with anger, and her chest trembled.

Women care most about their appearance.

The term "yellow-faced woman" is the most lethal knife to them.

Unfortunately, this description really hit a nerve with her.

She is actually forty years old. This morning, when she got up and was doing her makeup in front of the bronze mirror, she noticed two fine lines at the corners of her eyes.

She even felt a pang of sadness, wondering if Duan Lang had stopped coming to see her all these years because he thought she was too old.

But Yue Zhuoqun nodded sincerely: "Yes, I'm talking about you. No matter how much makeup you put on, you can't hide the fact that you're old and faded."

Another sharp knife plunged into Madam Wang's heart.

"You brat, I'm going to tear your mouth apart!"

Madam Wang could no longer bear it, and with a curse, she slapped Yue Zhuoqun across the face.

Yue Zhuoqun raised his hand to block, then gently pushed her abdomen.

Madam Wang staggered back five or six steps, her movements so trembling they were startling.

I'm worried that those two big white rabbits might break free from my low-cut yellow shirt.

"What, are we not even allowed to speak the truth these days?" Yue Zhuoqun said with a smile. "Compared to your mother, you do look much older and less attractive."

"Nonsense! Do you even know who my mother is!"

"I know her, Li Qiushui!"

Madam Wang's angry expression froze, and she stared at Yue Zhuoqun in disbelief: "You...you really know my mother?"

"Grandma?" Wang Yuyan exclaimed in surprise.

She was filled with doubt. She had grown up in the Wang family since she was a child, and even her mother had never told her her grandmother's name. How could this young master Yue know it?

Azhu and Abi both looked surprised.

They had only heard the name Li Qiushui from Yue Zhuoqun a couple of days ago.

One of the Three Elders of Xiaoyao knew that this must be a martial arts senior with extraordinary skills, but he did not expect that she and Madam Wang were mother and daughter.

"Is my mother still alive?" Madam Wang stared intently at Yue Zhuoqun.

Li Qiushui left Mantuo Manor a long time ago and has not heard from her in years. She even wondered if her mother had passed away.

After all, he was already forty years old, and if Li Qiushui was still alive, she would be eighty-eight.

"Of course he's still alive, and he's living a very comfortable life."

The Empress Dowager of Western Xia lived a life of luxury, wealth, and power. How could she not be content?

Given her nature, she probably keeps a bunch of handsome male lovers around her!

"That's not right either. Even if my mother were alive, she would be very old. How could I be much older and less attractive than her?"

"Don't you know that the internal energy she cultivates is called the Lesser Formless Skill?"

This is a technique that can preserve youthful appearance. Not to mention being over eighty, even if you are over a hundred, you will probably look like you are in your twenties.

By the way, you've aged so quickly, could it be that you haven't practiced the Lesser Formless Skill?

Tsk tsk~

She really doesn't cherish her appearance; no wonder no one cares about her!

"you you……"

Madam Wang clutched her chest, feeling as if her lungs were about to explode with anger.

Of course she knew about the Lesser Formless Skill, after all, the manual was kept in the Langhuan Jade Cave.

However, she was obsessed with love and didn't care about practicing martial arts at all.

Moreover, Li Qiushui left early and never told her that this martial art could preserve youth. Otherwise, even if she didn't like practicing martial arts, she would have started practicing it long ago for the sake of her appearance.

Yue Zhuoqun's lips curled up: Madam Wang has realized the importance of the Lesser Formless Skill, and she will definitely be eager to find the manual to practice it later.

Just follow quietly behind, and you'll easily get your hands on the secret manual. Why bother searching for the location of the Langhuan Jade Cave?

"You know so much about my mother, what's your relationship with her?"

Madam Wang stared at him intently, then asked, "You wouldn't happen to be her disciple, would you?"

She knew a little about the Free and Unfettered Sect, and knew that the sect valued appearance above all else when selecting disciples.

Yue Zhuoqun is so handsome that he definitely meets the requirements.

Huh? You can do that?

Yue Zhuoqun's eyes lit up. Impersonating a disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect was indeed a good choice.

Simply pretending to be Li Qiushui's disciple would make one appear a generation lower, which is not a good thing.

"She's not a disciple; if we're really going to talk about it, I'd say I'm her junior brother."

Having obtained the Northern Darkness Divine Art and the Lingbo Steps, it's reasonable for him to be called a junior brother!

"Then do you also know the Lesser Formless Skill?"

"Uh, no, I practice a different martial art. You don't know where the Lesser Formless Skill is, do you?" Yue Zhuoqun frowned.