Chapter 193 I’ll Chop Him Off

Xue Zhiyu was still awake.

To be honest, although the plan to slip away had been in preparation for quite some time, the closer it got to the day of departure, the more uneasy she felt. This was a significant decision in her life, a major choice, and even the most resolute person would feel a sense of unease.

But just when she was feeling the most anxious, her great-grandfather's words were like the most effective sedative, not only dispelling her unease and confusion but also making her incredibly excited. Needless to say, this would definitely be another sleepless night.

Xuecai lived with her and was also a night owl. Her great-grandfather's words had also excited her greatly. Moreover, Wang Feng had chatted with her great-grandfather for so long, and when asked what they talked about, he was evasive, which piqued Xuecai's curiosity. She was discussing this with Xue Zhiyu when they heard someone knocking on the door.

"Zhiyu, Zhiyu?"

It was Aota's voice. Xue Zhiyu hesitated slightly, but Xuecai quickly shouted from inside, "We're asleep!"

"You're not asleep yet," Aota said enthusiastically from outside the door. "I made some Xuecai soup for Zhiyu. After drinking alcohol, having some Xuecai soup will help you sleep better..."

"We're already asleep, who wants your Xuecai soup! Take it away, take it away!" Xuecai urged irritably.

Aota said regretfully, "Then I'll have someone bring it to Wang Feng. I saw two girls go into his room earlier; they might drink again. Since he's an honored guest, it would be good to help him sober up a bit, don't waste it."

There was a moment of silence in the room, then the window was pulled open, and Xuecai poked her head out. "Wang Feng? What two girls?"

Aota hurriedly glanced through the window and saw Xue Zhiyu at the window too. The two sisters were fully dressed; they had been lying just now—they hadn’t gone to sleep at all.

Almost got fooled by this little sister-in-law again... No matter, no matter, it’s important to get to the main topic!

Aota composed himself, intending to describe in detail the two dancing maidens who were attending Wang Feng in his room, but he suddenly heard two screams.

Everyone was a guest, and their accommodations were not far apart, especially since Aota had deliberately arranged for Wang Feng and Xue Zhiyu to be close.

The three of them involuntarily looked toward the source of the screams. They saw the door of an ice house being opened, and two girls rushed out in a panic, their clothes somewhat disheveled. Then Wang Feng appeared at the doorway: “Hey, don’t go! We were having so much fun just now, why stop now? Let’s play some more!”

Hearing his voice, the two girls ran even faster without looking back.

What the hell, could they not run? In just a short while, both of them already owed him several thousand euros. That guy was practically a gambling god! If they continued playing, they would end up losing their entire lives to him!

Xue Zhiyu and Xuecai were both stunned, while Aota was both surprised and delighted. He couldn’t believe how coincidental this was—this was much better than him going behind their backs to report it.

"Tsk tsk tsk, oh my, this Wang Feng! He must have gone too far!" He shook his head repeatedly, a smile spreading across his face as he sneakily glanced at Xue Zhiyu’s expression.

Xue Zhiyu merely frowned slightly, seemingly a bit angry, but she didn’t show any further reaction. On the other hand, Xuecai, like a ruffled-up hen, rolled up her sleeves and was about to jump out of the window: "This shameless thing, let me go chop him up!"

Fortunately, Xue Zhiyu pulled her back.

Xue Zhiyu smiled faintly and said softly, "It's late, everyone should be asleep."

...

The next morning, he woke up feeling refreshed. The Lingdong Burn was indeed best enjoyed here at the Kat Ice Mountain. In fact, it was due to the geology, water quality, and environment. Despite using the same brewing techniques, the wine from the ice valley, the birthplace of Lingdong, tasted much better than that made outside.

After enjoying the breakfast brought by the maid in his room, Tatashi came to call him, saying, "Wang Feng, the clan elder has invited you to meet at the ice cave."

Oscar?

Thinking of this old man, Old Wang felt a headache. It would be best not to see him and avoid trouble. He shook his head like a rattle drum, "No, no, I just saw him yesterday! He should rest more since he’s not feeling well. I’d better not disturb him!"

"Not just you," Tatashi said with a smile. "He wants to see everyone."

That was better. Old Wang asked, "What about Her Highness Zhiyu and the others?"

"They went early this morning," Tatashi said with a smile. "Xuecai didn’t want to wake you, so Her Highness Zhiyu asked me to stay and accompany you there."

"What did I do to offend this little girl?" Old Wang shook his head repeatedly, but inwardly he was delighted: It seems the two sisters are angry, that's good! This is what they call having a plan for every contingency. As long as Xue Zhiyu herself disagrees, I don't believe an old man who's already past his prime can force the future Ice Spirit Queen.

The gathering place was in the Great Hall of the Frostwinter Clan. Oscar hadn't come down from the ice mountain for several years, and his sudden appearance this time filled the entire Frostwinter Clan with excitement and encouragement, knowing that the elder must have something important to announce.

When Tatashi and I arrived, the Great Hall was already crowded with people.

Oscar sat in the main seat of the hall, while the clan leader, wearing a golden crown and with a dignified appearance, stood by his side. On either side were seven or eight middle-aged men, all robust and sharp-eyed, clearly the core figures of the Frostwinter Clan. Then there were the young disciples, mostly from within the clan. Xue Zhiyu and her sister, Tassia, and Jina stood at the innermost part, with Aota and his two brothers accompanying them. When Wang Feng and Tatashi walked in, Aota's face showed a playful smile.

Seeing that guy's ugly side last night had really worked well; today, Zhiyu didn't invite Wang Feng to come to the hall. Even her usually chatty sister-in-law, who often mentioned that pretty boy, didn't mention Wang Feng once this morning, which made Aota feel quite comfortable.

The hall was now quiet, with only the occasional light cough breaking the silence. The only sound was Oscar's voice, praising these young people and commenting on their strengths and weaknesses...

Everyone listened intently, including the clan leader and the elders, their faces full of respect, treating Oscar's words and evaluations as lifelong assessments for each young person. If Oscar said someone was good, they would definitely be given important roles and have a bright future. If Oscar said someone was average, they would remain so, given a minor position, and no matter how promising they seemed before, they wouldn't be considered for the clan's core anymore...

Each person seemed to be waiting for a judgment on their own fate, serious and solemn, both hopeful and anxious.

But after just a few sentences, Old Wang could sense the thick layer of deception in the old charlatan's words. His seemingly deliberate 'slow and steady' manner was purely due to his absent-mindedness. He kept looking toward the door, as if waiting for something.

It wasn't until he saw Wang Feng and Tatashi enter that the old man's eyes visibly brightened. He then quickly summarized for a Frostwinter disciple he was halfway through evaluating: "That's about it. You're a good kid, keep up the good work!"

Gone?

The others were a bit confused, unsure if this meant he had a bright future or not.

Before anyone could recover, Oscar was already smiling and saying, "Alright, we’ve learned enough about the rest. I want to focus on Zhiyu."

Everyone knew that Xue Zhiyu must be the reason why their great-grandfather suddenly decided to come down from the mountain. Without a doubt, she was the true protagonist of today. They all listened with keen interest, wondering what the elder would say about her.

"Zhiyu, you and Aota have grown up together, like childhood sweethearts. The future of Ice Spirit and Winter Chill rests on your shoulders..."

Aota’s feelings for Xue Zhiyu were well-known in both the Ice Spirit and Winter Chill tribes. When the elder said this, everyone except Xue Zhiyu and her sisters smiled knowingly, their gazes softening as they looked at her and Aota.

Aota was both surprised and delighted. It turned out that last night’s worry was unfounded. Was Great-Grandfather finally going to arrange their marriage? Given his authority in both tribes, his words were almost a binding command, even King Xue Cangbai would not dare to oppose it... and most importantly, his future in-laws supported him!

Xue Zhiyu was also taken aback. Oscar’s words were too clear...

"So..." Oscar paused briefly, his eyes flashing with a sharp light, "you must treat Wang Feng sincerely. His arrival in Ice Spirit Kingdom is a sign of destiny. Zhiyu, you’ve always been independent and discerning; you’ve made a good choice!"

...

The car was being driven so recklessly that even Wang Feng almost couldn’t keep up. Is this old man crazy?

Does he have any logic or reason? Doesn't he care about Aota’s fragile heart at all?