"Of course, heading to the bridal chamber." Yu Qingge glanced back at Fang Tianze, "Hurry up and keep up."
Fang Tianze blinked and suddenly laughed, then quickened his pace, turning the situation into him dragging Yu Qingge as they ran.
"You..." Yu Qingge was dumbfounded.
"In matters of the bridal chamber, naturally, the man should take the lead." Fang Tianze glanced back at Yu Qingge, "Wife, you can be a bit more reserved."
Yu Qingge stumbled but didnāt fall; instead, she was scooped up horizontally: "Weāre not in the room yet, falling down now would be bad."
Yu Qinggeās face instantly turned red.
Fang Tianze chuckled: "Of course, with the wife being so proactive, Iām really happy, but tonight Iāll go first, and you can come tomorrow, okay?"
"Fang Tianze!" Yu Qingge gritted her teeth.
"Wife, here I come." Fang Tianze took two steps into the room, slammed the door shut, and the others like Xuxu urgently stopped, then collectively turned around and left. Their masters were in the bridal chamber; they wouldnāt dare to eavesdrop.
As for what was happening inside the room, Yu Qingge felt her intel was wrong. Who said ancient men were innocent? Who said they didnāt know what to do before marriage? She simply didnāt have time to pass on the theories sheād learned in the post-modern era to the other party, as heād already stormed in and conquered. In the end, she was so exhausted she could only keep her eyes closed and shout "Yamete."
Meanwhile, Yang Ruxin brought the portrait to the main hall, where Dong Wenxiu and others had already been persuaded to rest, leaving Fang Dehua, Tang Wanqian, and a few others.
"Xinxin, how did it go?" Fang Dehua eagerly looked at Yang Ruxin.
"It was her." Yang Ruxin handed over the portrait.
"Iāll issue the capture warrant right away." Fang Dehua slammed the table, daring to kidnap someone in his house, how audacious.
"Godfather, no need." Yang Ruxin shook her head, "I will handle this myself."
"How will you handle it?" Fang Dehua frowned.
"Sheās a person of the Jianghu, so Iāll use Jianghu methods to settle this." Yang Ruxin curled her lips, "At the moment, thereās no need for the Imperial Courtās involvement."
"Alright." Fang Dehua no longer insisted.
Yang Ruxin took out a token: "Grandfather Tang, is this Ziyu Villaās token really effective?"
Tang Wanqian laughed heartily: "As long as Ming Yu is still the Martial Arts Alliance Hierarch, itās effective."
"Gu Cheng." Yang Ruxin called out.
"At your service."
"Take the Ziyu Order and convey orders across the Wulin, capture Diewu worldwide." Yang Ruxin tossed the token over, "Similarly, no mercy for Sun Cult and Flame Sect."
"Understood." Gu Cheng turned and left.
"Nangong Xun." Yang Ruxin pulled out another token, "Notify all branches of Feiyang Dart Bureau, also capture Diewu, encircle Sun Cult and Flame Sect."
"Gu Ming, this is the Dragon Cloud Order, notify all branches of Longyun Villa..."
"Gu Can, transmit orders to all divisions of Yunmen Mountain..."
Yang Ruxin dispatched all the tokens she had collected in one go.
Fang Dehua was astonished. Although he wasnāt a person of the Jianghu, it didnāt mean he was ignorant of its affairs. Just one of the tokens she presented would be a dream for many, enough to stir great waves. To have so many appear at once, one could imagine how tumultuous the Jianghu would become. He couldnāt help but feel sorry for Diewu and the Flame Sect and Sun Cult.