Live-in Son-in-law Chapter 104 The Guest Has Arrived

The sky was filled with stars, and the silver moon hung like a plate.

Tables and chairs were set up on the lawn, with a few appetizers placed on them.

"Are you really the eldest daughter of the Lan Family?"

Lan Jiaojiao was taken aback, looking at Qin Yi in confusion.

Qin Yi smiled and said, "The eldest daughter of the Lan Family should have been born with a golden spoon in her mouth, enjoying a life of luxury and never having to lift a finger. But these..."

Lan Jiaojiao understood that Qin Yi was referring to the dishes on the table.

"I’m picky, my mom’s cooking isn’t tasty."

"The Lan Family can’t afford a good chef?" Qin Yi laughed, surprised that Lan Jiaojiao could cook so well.

"Cooking my own food gives a sense of accomplishnt," Lan Jiaojiao said.

Qin Yi nodded in agreent.

Lan Jiaojiao raised her glass to clink with Qin Yi’s and said, "By the way, what happened to your leg?"

"A hero saving a beauty."

"Tell about it," Lan Jiaojiao said.

"It was a few years ago when I was still in college. One night on my way ho, I saw so thugs chasing a girl. She panicked and tried to dash across the road, almost getting hit by a car. I pushed her out of the way...and as a result, my legs were crippled."

Lan Jiaojiao looked at Qin Yi skeptically, "With your cultivation, you should have been able to avoid it, right?"

"Back then, I was just a poor boy struggling to make ends et. I had no cultivation."

Lan Jiaojiao’s eyes widened, "You’re saying you’ve reached this level of cultivation in just a few years?"

Qin Yi nodded, though he had only been cultivating for about two years.

"That’s unbelievable. How did you cultivate? Can you tell ?" Lan Jiaojiao was utterly shocked; her grandfather had spent a lifeti and was only at the Qi Cultivation Late Stage.

Qin Yi laughed, "It’s nothing much, just cultivating and cultivating, and accidentally breaking through, then cultivating so more and accidentally breaking through again..."

Lan Jiaojiao rolled her eyes hard, thinking he was incredibly annoying. Her grandfather had spent his whole life cultivating and still wasn’t as advanced as Qin Yi, yet he made cultivation sound like child’s play.

Lan Jiaojiao stood up and walked over to Qin Yi.

"What are you doing?" Qin Yi asked.

"I’m checking your leg. If it was caused by an accident, it might still be possible to recover."

"It’s too late!" Qin Yi said.

"I haven’t even checked, how do you know it’s too late? Even if your cultivation is high, your dical skills might not be better than mine..."

Qin Yi smiled and said, "I an there’s a guest coming."

"A guest, what guest?" Lan Jiaojiao looked up at Qin Yi, realizing he was looking behind her. She instinctively turned around and saw a figure standing under a landscaping tree so distance away. Lan Jiaojiao was startled.

"When did this person appear?"

Qin Yi said, "Just now, when you were taking advantage of by trying to touch my leg."

Lan Jiaojiao rolled her eyes, annoyed that he was still making jokes at a ti like this.

"Can you tell what cultivation level they’re at?" Lan Jiaojiao asked.

"Stronger than your grandfather."

"Can you handle them?"

"I don’t know."

Lan Jiaojiao’s expression slightly changed, "What if you can’t beat them?"

"You could use a beauty trap. This guy has lecherous eyes, seems like a lustful person. You’ve got so charm, maybe he’ll show rcy for your sake."

"Can’t you speak properly?"

Qin Yi said, "I’m being serious."

"Serious my ass, can you see his eyes from this far away?" Lan Jiaojiao didn’t believe him, as the person was too far in the shadows under the tree for her to make out any details.

"About 5’10", in his fifties, long face, big mole with a hair on it, triangular eyes, flat nose, wide mouth, looks like a matchmaker," Qin Yi said with a smile.

"As if I believe you," Lan Jiaojiao said, skeptical.

"He’s coming; you can take a closer look," Qin Yi said.

Lan Jiaojiao looked up and nearly jumped. This person was like a ghost, monts ago still a hundred ters away but now just over ten ters from her.

"See, does he look exactly like I described?" Qin Yi laughed.

A flash of shock crossed Lan Jiaojiao’s eyes; the man looked exactly as Qin Yi had described. Did Qin Yi have dog eyes to see so clearly in the dark?

But she was too nervous, with palms sweating; the man moved like a ghost and was incredibly fast.

The man looked at Qin Yi with a hint of disdain in his eyes. But when he looked at Lan Jiaojiao, he licked his lips, and a lecherous expression appeared on his face.

"See, I told you the beauty trap might work," Qin Yi said with a smile.

Lan Jiaojiao was tense, in no mood for jokes with Qin Yi.

"Good evening!" Qin Yi waved with a smile.

The man shifted his gaze from Lan Jiaojiao to Qin Yi in surprise.

"Aren’t you in the wrong place?" Qin Yi asked.

"Let Lan Wangxu co out to see ," the man said.

But both Qin Yi and Lan Jiaojiao got goosebumps; the man’s voice was like a night owl’s call, creepy and unsettling.

"It’s late, Lan Lao has gone to sleep. If there’s anything, tell ," Qin Yi said with a smile.

The man looked at Qin Yi with a gloomy stare, "Is the item I wanted ready?"

"Are you talking about the Tianyang Needle Technique? It’s been prepared for you long ago," Qin Yi said, shaking the scroll on the table.

"Lan Wangxu is really afraid of dying, sending two juniors out here while hiding himself away."

"The old man needs to rest early given his age."

The man sneered, extending a hand, "Give the item."

"I still don’t know your na yet?"

The man laughed eerily, "Considering you’re a cripple, I’ll spare you. It’s better you don’t know my na because everyone who knows it is dead."

"Doesn’t matter. Honestly, I don’t care to know your na. Sneaky as you are, you don’t look like a good person. I’ve read this scroll; it contains many harmful techniques, so I can’t let you use it to harm others."

"Do you know you’re courting death? The Tianyang Needle Technique and this woman, I want both," the man said gloomily.

Qin Yi chuckled, looking at Lan Jiaojiao with a smile, "See, I was right, wasn’t I?"

Lan Jiaojiao’s face showed surprise; she didn’t expect Qin Yi to be correct.

"It’s late, I need to go rest. You better leave; I can’t give you this item or this woman. She’s the only one I can chat with; if you take her, who will I talk to?"

Liu Zhanyuan, Dong Zhiping, Zhang Wenhao—those people always acted cockily in front of him.

Up until now, only Lan Jiaojiao talked to him without any reservations, and he cherished this feeling of chatting among friends.

As soon as he said that, Qin Yi rubbed his hands, and a white light traveled between his palms, turning the scroll into countless pieces.

Qin Yi waved his hand, and the fragnts floated down like falling petals.

"Now that the item is gone, you better leave and don’t co back," Qin Yi said with a smile.

The man’s shady eyes instantly darkened, filled with murderous intent, his voice sharp as a knife:

"Boy, I’ve underestimated you, didn’t expect you to be a cultivator too. You dare destroy what I want, I’ll make you wish you were dead."