Falling in Love with a 500-year-old female elder - Chapter 32

Chapter 32: Ning Chuan’s Remarks and Yan Qingfei’s Dismay!

Suddenly, the audience was filled with distressed voices. Ning Chuan calmly shook his folding fan, wearing a smile but saying nothing. He had just done the math. This time, his storytelling earned him a total of 10,000 storytelling points – a record high. This meant he could draw one intermediate lottery, ten primary lottery draws, or a hundred ordinary lottery draws!

“Alright, everyone, if you don’t have anything else to discuss, it’s best to get some rest.”

With a cheerful tone, Ning Chuan intended to head to his room to conduct a lottery draw. However, just as he was about to depart, a loud cry echoed through the audience.

“Mr. Ning, please wait a moment!”

The one who called out was none other than Yan Qingfei. Despite being captivated by the Emperor of Heaven’s story, Yan Qingfei hadn’t forgotten his purpose for being there.

“What’s the matter, Your Excellency?” queried Ning Chuan, raising an eyebrow.

Yan Qingfei rose from his seat, his smile faint as he began his introduction, “Allow me to introduce myself first. I am Yan Qingfei, renowned for my charm, handsomeness, and universal popularity. I’m also known as one of the Four Great Princes of the Nine Profound Realms.”

“I’m Yan Qingfei, and I humbly grace this room with my presence.”

Yan Qingfei gestured with respect towards the surroundings. Following his self-introduction, an awkward silence descended upon the audience, and the expressions on everyone’s faces turned rather strange. Even the young swordsman from the Sword Gate was now adorned with a bewildered expression.

Do they really consider themselves flowers to bloom in everyone’s hearts?

Return of the Four Young Masters?

For crying out loud! This is quite a storm of embarrassment!

It’s like scratching the floor with one’s own fingers! Help!

This is just too awkward!!!

…

In the southeast corner of the inn, Princess Huai Zhu’s maid, Rouge, couldn’t help but complain, “Your Highness, I’ve never seen someone so shameless!”

Beside her, Princess Huai Zhu smiled and nodded before rolling her eyes with a note of surprise, “Huh? If you hadn’t mentioned it, I wouldn’t have noticed how good-looking Mr. Ning actually is.”

…

Inside the Seven Blessings Inn, an eerie silence hung in the air.

“Uh…” Ning Chuan was momentarily baffled. After a pause, he finally recollected who Yan Qingfei was.

“What can I do for you, Mr. Yan?” Ning Chuan inquired.

Though everyone around him felt secondhand embarrassment for Yan Qingfei, the latter himself remained composed. He shrugged his shoulders, smiled, and said, “Mr. Ning, I’m here to resolve my doubts.”

Ning Chuan replied, “Doubts? I’m not aware of your doubts, but do you need me to come down and help clarify them?”

Yan Qingfei smiled, then continued, “Mr. Ning, do you recall that on your first day here, you candidly criticized Jiang Chenfeng?”

Ning Chuan nodded, saying, “That’s correct.”

“Well then,” Yan Qingfei announced, “You listed six individuals that day, claiming they were vastly superior to Jiang Chenfeng and could easily crush him. Did I hear you right?”

Upon hearing this, Ning Chuan furrowed his brow.

Jiang Chenfeng indeed was ambitious and harbored malicious intentions, that much was certain. But he still possessed some degree of strength. Among those under thirty, there were only six who could clearly surpass Jiang Chenfeng’s prowess.

“I pondered over it, and I’m fairly certain there’s no omission,” said Ning Chuan.

Yan Qingfei, who had been smiling all this while, suddenly froze in place. He was on the verge of bursting.

Isn’t my hint glaring enough?

Come on, spill the beans already!

And me too!!

*Cough cough.* Yan Qingfei cleared his throat, feigning nonchalance, “No, Mr. Ning. As far as I know, there’s another person. Think it over again.”

Finishing this statement, Yan Qingfei began blinking incessantly at Ning Chuan.

Seeing this, Ning Chuan couldn’t quite grasp Yan Qingfei’s intention. A smile tugged at his lips as he spoke, “Young Master Yan, are you referring to yourself?”

Hearing this, Yan Qingfei finally let out a sigh of relief. He nodded and grinned, saying, “Precisely! Mr. Ning, you overlooked me last time. Many of the young ladies doubted my claims that I surpassed Jiang Chenfeng by a great margin.”

“Thankfully, the misunderstanding is now cleared up. Thanks to your affirmation, I can now return to Tong Zhou…”

Yan Qingfei was rambling on and on.

However, Ning Chuan’s smile suddenly widened, and he interjected, “Young Master Yan, I never stated that you far surpassed Jiang Chenfeng.”

There was a distinct *click* as Yan Qingfei’s incessant chatter came to an abrupt halt. His eyes widened, his expression aghast.

He stared at Ning Chuan as if he had witnessed a ghost. The shock was so palpable that his eyes might pop right out!

After all this… how did Ning Chuan discover his identity?!!!