Medic Martial Dragon King

Chapter 1170: Chapter 1173: Neither a Good Feast, Nor a Good Wine

”Leng Ming, I’m sorry, I spoke out of turn before. I’ve prepared an apology banquet at home, and I would like to invite both you and Mr. Jiang to attend so that I can personally offer my apologies over a toast.”

Leng’ao approached the group with a face full of regret as he spoke.

”Hmph! Leng’ao, you almost made me an enemy of Mr. Jiang. Don’t think that you can settle the debt with just an apology banquet!” Leng Ming said coldly.

”Yes, yes, it’s my fault. You can punish me however you want!” Leng’ao quickly nodded in agreement, his smile ingratiating and respectful.

It’s hard to slap a smiling face, and besides, Leng’ao was Leng Ming’s cousin. Leng Ming found himself at a loss to unleash his anger!

”What’s going on?” Huangluo Junlin looked at Leng’ao in surprise, then turned to Leng Ming.

”Ha ha! A minor squabble among the youngsters. Little ’ao has set up a banquet at home to apologize to Little Ming and our young friend here. It’s a young people’s matter, let them sort it out themselves. Come on, Long Huang, Tian Chong, let’s go to my place; while the youngsters gather, we three old men can have our own gathering!” Pu Xian said with a hearty laugh.

Huangluo Junlin realized what was happening and lightly smiled.

He actually wanted the younger members of his family to interact more with Jiang Chen. He immediately turned to Jiang Chen and bowed with his fist in his palm, ”Regardless of how Little ’ao might have offended Mr. Jiang before, I ask for his forgiveness. Since Little ’ao is willing to apologize, I hope Mr. Jiang won’t hold it against him!”

”It’s just a small matter!” Jiang Chen said with a light smile, glancing at Leng’ao, a hint of suspicion flashing deep in his eyes.

At the vigorous invitations of Pu Xian and Leng’ao, the Dragon Descendant and Li Tianchong followed Pu Xian to the eastern area of the palace complex, while Jiang Chen, Yan Hu, and Leng Ming went with Leng’ao towards the west. Pu Liang, Huangluo Junlin, and Cha Long, on the other hand, went to the main hall in front to prepare for the acquisition of the Northern Pharmaceutical Company.

”Don’t you all live together?” Jiang Chen glanced at the Dragon Descendant and the others as they went in the opposite direction and turned to Leng Ming.

”Mr. Jiang, let me give you a tour of our palace, Uncle Cha Jing might not have explained in detail.”

Leng’ao spoke with a light laugh, ”Here in central Zijin City is where our Family Head and the others usually manage affairs. The older generation resides in the east, we youngsters live in the west, and the Imperial Guard Army stays in the south near the Martial Arts Arena. The area we just came from is the rear palace of our Huangluo Clan, and it’s off-limits to ordinary people!”

”Oh!” Jiang Chen nodded slightly, a thoughtful expression passing through his eyes.

The sudden enthusiasm from Leng’ao gave Jiang Chen a sense of unreality, but he couldn’t pinpoint what was wrong and could only remain vigilant in his heart.

”Leng’ao, you’re quite daring to use me as your pawn!” Once they were a good distance away from Pu Liang and the others, Leng Ming stopped and looked at Leng’ao with a cold expression.

”Cousin Leng Ming, I really am at fault, and I want to apologize to you. Please give me some face. When we get to my place, I’ll personally offer you a drink as an apology!”

Leng’ao made a bow to Leng Ming, putting on a bitter smile on his face, ”You don’t know how much my father scolded me when he found out I instigated you to trouble Mr. Jiang. Both my grandfather and great-grandfather said I was wrong. Look, they are all waiting at my place to apologize to both you and Mr. Jiang!”

”Uncle Jun Cheng, Grandpa Da Lou, and Great-grandpa Cha Jing are all there waiting as well?”

Leng Ming exclaimed in surprise, then quickly realized the implications.

Leng’ao and Li Juncheng certainly knew about Jiang Chen being a Dragon Descendant, so it seemed the older generation was taking into account the ancestral debt of gratitude owed to the Dragon Descendant for once saving their clan, thus apologizing to Jiang Chen in such a grand manner.

Thinking this, Leng Ming felt relieved. However, what he hadn’t realized was even Jiang Chen had only just learned the truth of the past events. How could Leng’ao and the others be offering such a solemn apology just because Jiang Chen was a Dragon Descendant?

If Leng Ming had thought of this point, perhaps he would have realized something was wrong, after all, they had previously harbored secret enmity towards the Dragon Descendant and Li Jiang.

But Leng Ming didn’t dwell on it, deep down in his heart, he also wanted to offer Jiang Chen a grand reception to alleviate the previous conflict between them.

Hearing Leng’ao’s words, Jiang Chen slightly furrowed his brows, gave Leng’ao a deep look, and turned to make a subtle signal to Yan Hu with his eyes.

Yan Hu narrowed his eyes slightly and nodded gently, tightening his grip on the walking stick he was holding for Jiang Chen.

The group passed through several corridors and arrived in front of a luxurious palace.

”This is where I live, Mr. Jiang, cousin, Mr. Yan Hu, please!” Leng’ao gestured towards the palace with his hand and stepped forward to lead the way.

Jiang Chen covertly extended a thread of qi, and as he walked inside, he surveyed the whole palace.

Within the palace, there were the auras of a Semi Venerable Venerable and two at the Venerable Realm, one at the Early Stage Venerable Realm and one at the mid-stage!

Feeling the strength of these three auras, Jiang Chen inwardly let out a sigh of relief; as long as there was no peak-level Venerable Realm powerhouse hidden here, if he couldn’t defeat them, at least he could still raise the alarm!

With a guarded heart, Jiang Chen followed Leng’ao into the main hall of the palace.

”Ha ha, this must be Mr. Jiang, the one Jun Cheng and Leng’ao have been talking about, right?” As Jiang Chen’s group just stepped into the main hall, a hearty laughter rang out.

Jiang Chen and his companions looked up. In the center of the hall, the round table was already set with dishes, and Li Juncheng and two elders were standing at the side of the table, beaming and watching the newcomers.

”Leng Ming pays his respects to Great-grandfather Cha Jing and Grandfather Da Lou, and Uncle Jun Cheng,” Leng Ming greeted the three with a fist-bump salute.

Jiang Chen and Yan Hu also greeted with a fist-bump.

”Mr. Jiang, my apologies. Leng’ao has been spoiled by me since he was young and can’t stand to see others outperform him. When he caused you trouble several times in the valley and at the Martial Arts Arena, I hope you won’t take it to heart!” Li Juncheng spoke with a light chuckle.

”Not at all!” Jiang Chen replied indifferently.

”Father, let’s not stand around talking, everyone take a seat!” Leng’ao called out.

After everyone was seated, following a round of courteous refusals, Jiang Chen ended up sitting at the place of honor.

To Jiang Chen’s left sat Leng’ao’s Great-grandfather Cha Jing, and to his right sat Leng’ao’s Grandfather Da Lou, while Yan Hu was seated between Leng Ming and Da Lou.

And as they took their seats, Yan Hu naturally placed the walking stick next to Jiang Chen.

”Here, Mr. Jiang, Cousin Leng Ming, I offer my apologies to you! I’ll drink first, and you can follow suit at your leisure!” Leng’ao lifted a cup that had been filled earlier, stood up as a gesture to Jiang Chen and the others, and then tilted his head back, pouring the liquor into his mouth.

Leng Ming glanced at Leng’ao, his face expressionless, and lifted the wine cup in front of him, taking only a small sip.

Just as Jiang Chen picked up his cup and was about to drink, his nose twitched slightly, catching a faint hint of a delicate fragrance.

Instantly, a cold gleam flashed in Jiang Chen’s eyes.