“Let’s go back to the banquet and observe the situation,” Xu Yi and Yi Yu returned to their seats.

At the banquet, Old Master Jiang and Old Master Wang were toasting each other, while Jiang Yu and Wang Yu sat nearby. A-Yuan stood behind Jiang Yu, protecting her.

Old Master Wang spoke, “Old Master Jiang, I wonder what your decision is. I’ve heard that there have been some problems with your business in Fuzhou. If you agree to this marriage, I’ll help you overcome these difficulties.”

Xu Yi heard this and angrily drank his wine in one gulp. “He’s clearly threatening them, it really pisses me off.”

Yi Yu, unaffected, simply picked up a peanut. “We’ll follow Old Master Wang after the banquet and see what he’s up to.”

The sweat on Old Master Jiang’s forehead was enough to show his anxiety. “Old Master Wang, please allow me a few more days to consider. After all, it’s my daughter’s lifelong matter.”

Old Master Wang spoke with a threatening tone, “Since you’ve mentioned it, Old Master Jiang, let’s say two days from now. But I must remind you that you won’t have much time to think about your Fuzhou business.”

Xu Yi’s hand under his sleeve had already been pinched red by his nails. Yi Yu took out a token. “Give me your hand.”

Xu Yi opened his clenched hand and looked at the token in his palm. “What does this mean?”

“Take this token, it will be easier for you to find me, no need to climb over the wall,” Yi Yu explained before standing up to leave.

Xu Yi quickly followed. “Where are we going?”

“We’ll go along the road he must take. We’ll block him there.” Yi Yu’s gaze stayed on Old Master Wang.

Wang Yu’s voice was full of excitement. “Father, do you think Old Master Jiang will agree?”

“If he doesn’t, he will have to,” Old Master Wang said coldly. “I don’t believe he’ll be willing to lose his property. Without the Fuzhou business, the Jiang family will be nothing but an empty shell.”

Yi Yu jumped from a tree onto a carriage, silently creeping up behind the coachman. He quickly covered the coachman’s mouth, and while the coachman struggled, Xu Yi burst into the carriage, holding a knife to Old Master Wang’s throat. Wang Yu, terrified, asked, “It’s you?”

Xu Yi smirked. “Yes, it’s me. If you want your father to live, you’d better listen.” Before he could finish speaking, Yi Yu knocked Wang Yu out cold.

Old Master Wang laughed, “You’re from the Black Rope Team, aren’t you? We finished the competition before you. Get ready to accept your failure, hahaha.” His laughter echoed like a typical villain’s.

Yi Yu, not one to waste time, knocked Old Master Wang unconscious as well. “Too loud.”

Xu Yi sat down. “What should we do now? Old Master Jiang will definitely agree.”

“Have A-Yuan take Jiang Yu away. We’re going back to the Jiang mansion now.”

At the Jiang mansion, Xu Yi hesitated on the wall, unwilling to come down. Yi Yu, impatient, asked, “What are you doing?”

Xu Yi stammered, “The wall at her house is too high, I’m afraid to jump.”

Yi Yu opened his arms. “I’ll catch you, come down quickly.”

Xu Yi didn’t hesitate anymore, but it was all a trick. Yi Yu didn’t catch him as promised, but instead stepped back. “Get up quickly, don’t let anyone see you.”

Xu Yi struggled to get up. “That damn bastard, that hurt.”

The two of them waited until A-Yuan had left and then barged into Jiang Yu’s room. Jiang Yu was about to speak, but Xu Yi covered her mouth. “Miss Jiang, can you stay calm? If you can, I’ll stop covering your mouth.”

Jiang Yu nodded, and Yi Yu leaned against the door. “The person you call your beloved is A-Yuan, right?”

Jiang Yu took a deep breath and replied, “Yes, A-Yuan and I grew up together. He treats me very well, and I like being with him. It’s just…”

“It’s just that you two can never be together, right?” Yi Yu interrupted.

Xu Yi chimed in, “Jiang Yu, we came to tell you that Old Master Wang has already proposed to your father.”

Jiang Yu’s face turned pale. “Is this true? My father never mentioned it.”

Xu Yi explained, “We heard it at the banquet today, Miss Jiang. If you really don’t want to marry Wang Yu, tomorrow, you and A-Yuan should be ready. I’ll be waiting at Luohe Bridge with Yi Yu, and we’ll have a boat ready to take you both.”

Jiang Yu’s color slowly returned to normal after hearing this. “But I don’t know if A-Yuan feels the same way about me.”

Yi Yu opened the door, and outside, A-Yuan had heard everything. He hugged Jiang Yu. “Miss, I’ve already considered you my wife.”

Xu Yi, not wanting to witness their affectionate moment, said, “Then I’ll see you both tomorrow at Luohe Bridge.”

Yi Yu, however, had a bad feeling. He noticed someone in black nearby, though their face was unclear, and the person quickly ran off.

Xu Yi waved his hand to bring Yi Yu back to reality. “What are you staring at?”

“I have a bad feeling,” Yi Yu replied.