Prodigiously Amazing Weaponsmith Chapter 4987: Carried Away

Elders from the Cloudy Qilin Clan and Sacred Phoenix Clan clustered at the small courtyard entrance, craning their necks to peer inside.

With the doorway being so narrow and a crowd all itching to sneak a look, tensions flared repeatedly between the rival factions.

“Get lost! I got here first—why are you shoving?!”

“Pah! Our Sacred Phoenix Clan members went in ahead, so we take first dibs on looking. Who does your Cloudy Qilin Clan think it is?”

“Damn it, you asking for a thrashing? We had a fair contest agreed upon, but you cheated by covertly roping in Young Madam’s parents! That guy’s just a shameless scoundrel!”

“Tsk tsk, calling foul only after defeat? What fairness was there in that competition? If you’ve got the guts, hunt down your Young Master’s parents and kin to lobby for you too?”

“You, you, you… You know our Young Master’s parents died young, and yet you utter such words!”

“Don’t pin the blame on our Sacred Phoenix Clan then? Here’s an idea: why not drop to your knees, kowtow ten times each, and yell ‘grandfather’ ten times over? We might take pity and grant your Cloudy Qilin Clan a single annual visit to our Young Master in the Sacred Phoenix Continent. Otherwise, forget ever laying eyes on him again, hahahaha!”

Huang Likai’s smug cackles rang out deafeningly, threatening to rupture eardrums.

He twirled his mustache nonstop as he chortled, brimming with boundless self-satisfaction.

Even the heavens aided their Sacred Phoenix Clan!

At this critical turning point, Huang Yueli’s parents had unexpectedly ascended!

The moment the news arrived, exhilaration seized him; he capered about joyfully, overlooked the pit at his feet, and toppled over.

But he sensed no pain whatsoever. Springing right back up, he skipped wiping the nosebleed and urgently dispatched a flying ship to retrieve her personally from the Ocean of Secrets.

Huang Yueli, during her time in the clan, had confided her deep bond with her parents. Upon reaching the God Realm, her sole sorrow was parting from them…

With Bai Liufeng and Huang Siluo now in play, could they still fret over Little Patriarch refusing to return home?

Aiyo, how brilliantly sharp he was!

As Cloudy Qilin Clan’s Patriarch kowtowed before him, was it preferable to accept standing or seated?

The deeper Huang Likai pondered, the more conceited he grew.

Precisely then, an opposite elder’s face shifted. He tugged Huang Likai’s sleeve.

“Brother Si Ming, what further demands do you have?” Huang Likai remained clueless, whirling about with a grin. “Shall we make Cloudy Qilin Clan folks dash nude along the city walls?”

The elder’s visage grew ghastlier. He blinked frantically at Huang Likai while gesturing backward.

Huang Likai detected something amiss. He pivoted slowly and went rigid.

A figure loomed directly behind him—Cloudy Qilin Clan’s Young Master Li Moying!

Li Moying donned a grand black robe etched with cloud designs, his dashing eyebrows sharp and presence awe-inspiring, as he regarded him stoically.

As their eyes locked, Huang Likai’s forehead dripped cold sweat, rendering him utterly tongue-tied.

Meanwhile, the Cloudy Qilin Clan Elders hemmed in behind lit up like they’d found salvation, swarming Li Moying to air their woes.

“Young Master, you’ve beheld it all. These wretched Sacred Phoenix Clan folk… They’ve gone way too far!”

“Young Master, what’s happening exactly? You’re not truly heading to Sacred Phoenix Clan as a live-in son-in-law, are you? Please say no!”