The top-level junior sister also wants to act weak today

I thought the old man would make some excuses at first, but he said without hesitation, "It's okay. It's just a spiritual beast. I can handle it. Let's set off without delay."

"Okay then." Wan Jin'an nodded. "Chu Ying, your Qinghe can seat three people. You, Yingxue, and the old man will ride the Qinghe. The rest of us will fly on our swords. Let's go now."

"Okay." Chu Ying responded, then released Coco from the ring.

After Coco came out and sat down, the old man sat down nimbly. Although there were wrinkles on his face, he looked particularly energetic because of his efficiency at this moment, and he did not look like an ordinary man in his seventies or eighties at all.

Seeing this, Jiang Yingxue became even more suspicious.

Keke spread her wings and flew high, streaking across the sky like a flash of lightning. She leaped up, and Old Master Song sat steadily on the spirit beast's back. His face was calm, showing no trace of panic. Instead, he looked up and praised Chu Ying, "What is your current level of cultivation? You even have a spirit beast?"

"I have established my foundation." Chu Ying's voice revealed a hint of pride.

"You're already able to sign a contract with Senluo Qinghe after just building your foundation? You must be quite capable then."

Chu Ying scratched her neck and said, "Hey, it's okay. It's a long story. It was only with Yingxue's help that I was able to successfully conclude the contract."

"Yingxue?" The old woman looked at Jiang Yingxue and said, "Is the Yingxue she's talking about you?"

Jiang Yingxue immediately smiled and nodded.

"Then what is your level of cultivation?" There was a scrutinizing look in Old Song's eyes.

"I'm in the late stage of Qi Refining."

When the old man heard this, his expression immediately changed, filled with disdain and suspicion: "Oh, so you're just a pretty face. You're the one holding me back, aren't you?"

What an impolite old man indeed. Jiang Yingxue rolled her eyes inwardly, but on the surface she said nothing. Instead, she said, "Don't worry, even if I can't help, I will definitely protect myself and won't drag you down. But then again, Mr. Song, have you offended someone? That's why you're paying so much to have us send you back?"

Jiang Yingxue's voice was gentle, but her eyes held a hint of inquiry. This old man must be hiding something from her.

After hearing this, Elder Song smiled bitterly. "Well, who hasn't offended someone in their youth? Many noble families from Beichen Country are attending this wedding banquet. There will be many experts and all kinds of people. Who knows if I'll run into some who don't like me?"

"Old Song, now that everything's been brought up, I'll continue asking," Jiang Yingxue adjusted her sitting posture slightly, her eyes determined. "Who are the guests attending the Yan and Meng families' wedding banquets this time? To be honest, I'm from Yun Country, and Chu Ying is from Canglan Country. We're not very familiar with Beichen Country, let alone the Southwest Road."

The wind whistled fiercely in his ears, as if telling a story from far away. After listening to it, Mr. Song sighed slightly, and a complicated expression appeared on his face.

"Indeed, compared to Canglan and Yun, Beichen is a small country," Elder Song said slowly, a hint of regret in his voice. "It's no wonder you haven't heard of it. But although Beichen is small, its strength should not be underestimated."

He looked up into the distance and continued, "Twenty years ago, the Dongli Kingdom launched an attack on Beichen. Unexpectedly, the attack failed, and Beichen counterattacked and annexed it. As a result, the former people of Dongli were completely integrated into Beichen. And the Yan family, once a major Dongli family, has become one of the two most powerful forces in the Southwest Road after years of development, competing with the Meng family, a noble family from Beichen. These two families have always been in a situation of fighting for territory in the Southwest Road, fighting to the death, but this time they suddenly said they wanted to marry. Don't you think it's strange? Anyway, I have a feeling that this marriage will definitely cause some trouble. I'd better ask a few experts to accompany me, so that I can feel more at ease."

Jiang Yingxue felt a faint unease after hearing this. Her intuition told her that this mission was far more complicated than it appeared.

However, this task didn't seem to be described in the original book. Could it be that she was worrying too much?

So she asked again, "Mr. Song, I just heard you say that you were sending you back to the Meng family... I wonder what your relationship with the Meng family is?"

"As for me..." Elder Song's eyes revealed a hint of tenderness: "I am Meng Yu's teacher. As a teacher, I should go to the wedding this time, don't you think?"

"It seems that you have a deep teacher-student relationship." Jiang Yingxue said lightly, but secretly guessed in her heart that it was a bit too much for him to spend three thousand spirit stones to attend his student's wedding.

Chu Ying listened to their conversation and sighed, "Alas, women in this world are so miserable. A family's arranged marriage leaves them with no say in the matter. Luckily, I escaped. Speaking of which, Mr. Song, what's the name of the man from the Yan family your student is going to marry? Is he handsome? What's his character like?"

Elder Song's tone suddenly became quite dissatisfied: "That bastard is called Yan Dongsheng, haha, he is simply a waste." When he thought of Yan Dongsheng, his face became angry. "Miss Chu, you are right. Being a woman from an aristocratic family is really miserable. You can't even make decisions about your own marriage."

His words were filled with indignation at this injustice, but also mixed with a hint of helplessness.

Yan Dongsheng? Why did this name sound so familiar? Jiang Yingxue frowned slightly, but she couldn't recall whether there was any marriage between the Yan and Meng families in the original novel.

Chu Ying, on the other hand, heard the word "scumbag" and her eyes lit up instantly, looking extremely excited. Her curiosity was completely aroused, and she couldn't wait to ask, "How do you become a scumbag? Tell me about it."

Old Song's face was filled with resentment. He took a deep breath and then said, "That Yan Dongsheng, for the sake of cultivation, didn't even consider women as human beings! Before this, he had married eight concubines. All of them were women of humble status but with spiritual roots."

Chu Ying was extremely surprised when she heard this: "Wow, eight concubines! Wouldn't that damage his kidneys? She's so fickle, no wonder you're so angry and don't want your student to marry her."

"No, his philandering is secondary. The problem isn't that he's philandering, but that he has no humanity!" At this point, Old Song's voice deepened and became more serious. "Yan Dongsheng took them home one by one, but each of them died suddenly from various illnesses within two months."

"To the outside world, the Yan family claimed that Yan Dongsheng's luck was too strong, and those women were too weak to withstand his luck." A trace of pain flashed in Old Song's eyes. "But in reality, Yan Dongsheng used those women as furnaces for his cultivation and squeezed them dry!"

At this point, Old Song's voice became more and more excited. He couldn't help but feel heartbroken when he thought that Meng Yu would have the same fate.