Chapter 22
On the sidelines, Xu Wenyuan was overjoyed. He looked up at Song Yueting and said, "How about that? Feeling regretful for underestimating others? Does it hurt?"
Song Yueting gave Xu Wenyuan a fierce glare and said, "Small people have small achievements. You men only care about appearances. I don't want to bother with you. Let's go." Saying this, Song Yueting quickly left with her green tea friends, leaving Xu Wenyuan extremely frustrated.
"Goodness, what's her attitude?"
Liang Qin patted Xu Wenyuan and advised, "Don't bother with this kind of person. Can't you see that she can't stand others being better than her?"
"Sigh, alright."
On the other side, Song Ruohai and the three Elders had returned to their respective residences. As soon as Song Ruohai returned, he couldn't wait and used a voice-transmitting charm to call Song Chaoyun.
Before Song Chaoyun could stand properly, Song Ruohai spoke, "Chaoyun, that Song Zhixia has indeed cultivated a Fire-type Single Spirit Root, and she has also built the foundation in a short time. I think she might have some use, and we can take advantage of it."
Song Chaoyun smiled and asked, "What do you mean, Father?"
"Among the four major families in Linhai City, we are on good terms with the Zhao Family, and we are enemies with the Qin Family. As long as we can win over the Tian Family, then it seems that the Qin Family will become the enemy of all of us, and Qin Xian's end is near."
Song Chaoyun frowned and said, "But what does this have to do with Song Zhixia?"
"You don't know, the head of the Tian Family, Tian Yuelan, has a son and a daughter whom she loves dearly. It is said that her son, Tian Junjie, is lustful. How about we arrange for Song Zhixia to marry Tian Junjie? Although Song Zhixia's Soul is damaged, her cultivation aptitude and appearance are excellent. I don't believe Tian Junjie won't be moved." Song Ruohai said with a smile, as if he could easily win over the Tian Family.
"But, Father, it might be difficult for Song Zhixia to listen to us now. After all, we haven't taken care of her since she returned to the Song Family."
"What's so difficult about it? Women are always sensitive and sentimental. Let your mother personally go and bring her over. After keeping her by our side for a few days, she will naturally become obedient. Besides, she is always with Song Weizhi, hindering you from getting close to Song Weizhi. Right?" Song Ruohai said, glancing at Song Chaoyun, and the two exchanged a smile.
At noon, the quiet courtyard of Song Weizhi became noisy. The person who came was the long-unseen He Qingmei. However, before the Head's wife entered Song Weizhi's courtyard, she was intercepted by Wei Zhao from the sky.
He Qingmei looked at Wei Zhao and shouted, "Who are you? Why are you in Weizhi's courtyard?"
Wei Zhao coldly glanced at He Qingmei and said, "This has nothing to do with you. This is my Mistress's courtyard, and unrelated people are not allowed inside."
He Qingmei's veins bulged for a moment. She hadn't suffered such humiliation in the Song Family for so many years. She immediately slapped a palm toward Wei Zhao, but Wei Zhao calmly received He Qingmei's palm wind, "Perfection-Enlightenment realm. I thought you were so powerful. You are far inferior to my Mistress."
Wei Zhao's words successfully infuriated He Qingmei. However, after just exchanging a palm, He Qingmei found that with her cultivation level, she couldn't take advantage of this young woman. This was something she couldn't believe.
Knowing that she might not be the opponent of this woman, He Qingmei had to suppress her anger and said, "I am Weizhi's mother and also Zhixia's biological mother. If you don't believe me, you can go and ask them."
Song Weizhi had actually heard the commotion outside long before. However, He Qingmei chose precisely the moment when Song Zhixia demonstrated her extraordinary talent to make her appearance. The intentions behind this move were almost written on her face. Despite that, considering the blood relationship, He Qingmei was indeed Song Zhixia's mother. Song Weizhi was afraid that her little bunny might be taken advantage of by bad guys.
Shortly after, a knocking sound was heard. It wasn't her style to hide and avoid confrontation. Since He Qingmei dared to come and be annoying, she had to reciprocate with double the disgust.
When Song Weizhi went out, Song Zhixia had already walked to the door of the courtyard. Seeing Song Zhixia coming out, He Qingmei immediately wanted to reach out and grab Song Zhixia's hand, but Song Zhixia sidestepped.
The once joyful expression on He Qingmei's face cracked a bit, but she quickly adjusted and smiled again, saying to Song Zhixia, "Zhixia, you've been away from home for so long. It's time to come back and live with us. Your father has always regretted not grooming you properly. If he hadn't sent you out to experience the world, how could you have the determination to pursue others? Now, you've proven your strength to everyone. Look, your mother came to take you back."
Listening to He Qingmei, Song Weizhi felt like vomiting. He Qingmei's words were just like old tea leaves, making Song Weizhi's whole body shiver. She was somewhat worried about whether her little bunny could handle this.
Just as Song Weizhi was worried about Song Zhixia, the person in question, Song Zhixia, spoke up, "Madam Song, please return. I am living well here and have no intention of moving."
He Qingmei's face showed another crack, and she anxiously said, "Are you still blaming your mother and father? We truly didn't mean to mix up you and the other child. You don't know how much your mother blames herself. She doesn't ask for your forgiveness; she just wants you to come home so we can take care of you properly."
"Madam Song, you're overly concerned. I have no time to harbor resentment towards insignificant people. Please leave." Song Zhixia said coldly, appearing like a sacred and untouchable flower on the peak of a snowy mountain.
On the side, Song Weizhi wanted to applaud Song Zhixia. Her little bunny handled it well! There's no need to give a face to such an old green tea!
"Zhixia, we genuinely want to compensate you. Do you want your mother to pour out her heart for you?" He Qingmei vividly acted out. Song Weizhi also wanted to applaud her; it was not easy to act like this.
Unexpectedly, at that moment, Song Zhixia said, "Alright then, let me see how dark your hearts truly are. First, you abandoned me in the past, then on that day, you refused to acknowledge me. In the Martial Arts Field, if it weren't for Senior Sister's presence, I might not be standing here talking to you. Also, in my match with Zhao Gui, none of you believed that I relied on my strength. Instead, you insisted that I practiced forbidden arts. Each of these matters, as long as one isn't foolish, can discern right from wrong. Although I don't know the purpose of Madam Song's visit, judging from these events, if Madam Song remembers me, it certainly can't be for a good reason."
He Qingmei's face turned white and then red as she was spoken to by Song Zhixia. She loudly shouted, "Good, Song Zhixia, you've lost all sense of shame."
Saying this, a palm was already coming towards Song Zhixia. Song Weizhi was prepared and retaliated with a palm towards He Qingmei. He Qingmei was shaken back ten steps, blood oozing from the corner of her mouth.
The veins on her forehead surged. "You, Song Weizhi, dared to lay hands on me. I'll make you regret it sooner or later."
"Regret? No need for that; I'm already regret-free." Saying this, she winked towards Song Zhixia.
Song Zhixia didn't know what this meant. She blinked her peach blossom eyes innocently, looking at Song Weizhi. In her heart, she wondered if Senior Sister had something in her eyes. She wasn't sure if it was serious, but after this annoying person left later, she should help Senior Sister check. After all, having something in the eyes was quite uncomfortable.
"Alright, Song Weizhi, you wait for me. Also, you, Song Zhixia, if you don't drink the toast, you'll drink the forfeit. We're leaving." He Qingmei, with her group of maidservants, left Song Weizhi's courtyard in a huff.
"Mistress, that old woman dared to insult you. Should I teach her a lesson?" Wei Zhao was quite angry. She was protecting her master, and that woman even insulted her master and the future Dao companion. She couldn't stand it.
Song Weizhi chuckled while looking at Wei Zhao. "Forget it, we still have to stay here for a while." Moreover, He Qingmei was, after all, the biological mother of Song Zhixia. However, Song Weizhi didn't say the latter part out loud.
After calming Wei Zhao, Song Zhixia walked over to herself.
"Senior Sister, I saw you blinking just now. Did you get sand in your eyes? Should I help Senior Sister check?" Song Zhixia showed sincere concern.
Song Weizhi glanced at Song Zhixia, saw that she wasn't joking, pursed her lips, and went back to her room. Did she wink, okay? Her little bunny thought she got sand in her eyes. Alright, the child is quite straightforward.
Song Zhixia inexplicably touched the back of her head. Did she say something wrong? Why did Senior Sister ignore her and leave?
He Qingmei returned to the residence with Song Ruohai and explosively recounted what had just happened to him. Song Ruohai, enraged, broke the tables in the hall with bulging veins.
"That Song Weizhi, I want to see if she can pass the test of my son Chaoyun. Once she becomes the daughter-in-law of our Song Family, we'll have plenty of time to wait for her." Song Ruohai was so angry that his back molars were about to shatter.
"What about Song Zhixia? How do we persuade her to willingly marry Tian Junjie?" He Qingmei took several pills to calm her qi and blood. She didn't expect Song Weizhi to lay hands on her.
"There's no way she won't want to marry. We can use some means when in the secret realm. Let Tian Junjie take some measures. By then, Song Zhixia's innocence will be ruined. If she doesn't want to marry, tough luck. Regarding the marriage, I've already sent someone to deliver the invitation to the Tian family. There should be a response soon."
Sure enough, in the afternoon, Song Ruohai received a reply from the Tian Family. The letter stated that Tian Junjie wanted to meet Song Zhixia before deciding. Song Ruohai immediately agreed and sent his men to invite representatives from the Tian Family to come and watch the remaining matches of Song Zhixia.
Not only Tian Junjie but also the Head of the Tian Family, Tian Yuelan, and her daughter Tian Yanyan, came together this time. Song Ruohai went to welcome them from a distance.
"We've been looking forward to Head Tian's visit. Please come in. Oh, is this Nephew Junjie? Truly an outstanding young talent. Miss Tian, you indeed exhibit the grace of a distinguished lady. Please come in." Song Ruohai greeted them with great enthusiasm.
Seeing that Song's Family gave enough face, Tian Yuelan naturally extended a friendly hand. "We're causing you trouble. Junjie is a great child, though his standards are a bit high. Since he is the daughter of Head Song, she must be an extraordinary person. Let the young people judge for themselves."