Tuoba Ling smiled, his gaze fell on Luofeng Tang beside Yang Ruoqing, then raised his hand and clasped his fist in a salute.

"So you are General Luo? I have heard so much about you. It's an honor to finally meet you." he said.

Luo Fengtang also politely raised his hand in return.

Yang Ruqing playfully said, "Tuoba Ling, how is it? Is my man a bit different from what you imagined?"

Tuoba Ling smiled a little awkwardly and said, "Indeed a bit."

The imagined General Luò, who could fight hundreds with one, should be like a giant beast.

But this person before us, it's not even comparable.

One should not judge by appearances, and the sea's vastness cannot be measured in a single pail. My husband is the most approachable and down-to-earth general because he comes from humble beginnings.

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"When he picks up his sword and shield, he becomes a great general, able to protect his home and country. When he lays down his sword and takes up the hoe, he becomes a skilled farmer in the fields."

"In armor, he was a general who commanded thousands upon thousands of troops, decisive and ruthless,"

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“In plain clothes, he is a filial son, a good son-in-law who chops wood and draws water for his in-laws, a good father who crawls on the ground with his little daughter to chase turtles. Most importantly, he is my good husband!”

Yang Ruqing took hold of Luofengtang's arm, her enthusiasm leading her to utter this lengthy series of parallel sentences to describe him.

This time, not only was Tuo Ba Ling astonished, but even Luo Feng Tang was stunned.

He scratched his head a little sheepishly and said, "Qing'er, after you praised me like that, I feel a little embarrassed myself, hehe..." he said.

Yang Ruqing, however, raised her head and looked at him, "I'm telling the truth, hee hee."

This public display of affection, seen by Tuoba Ling, was a bit embarrassing, but also a little envious.

“You two are really like a couple,” he said.

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Yang Ruqing gave him a withering look. "What do you mean 'like a couple'? We are a couple, aren't we?"

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"Uh huh, uh huh, I didn't finish my sentence. What I meant was, you two are a perfect match."

Yang Ruqing raised an eyebrow. That's about right.

Luo Fengtang then stepped forward and said to Tuoba Ling, "Since you and Yun Wangye are both here in disguise, and we've all passed the test of qi, then let's make an agreement between our three parties."

"Here, we are temporary teammates, going together to find the whereabouts of the sword. Let's not talk about national affairs, military matters, or involve our respective positions. How about that?" he asked.

Yang Ruqing also turned her head to look at Tuoba Ling.

These three individuals each have their own stances, and their martial prowess, placed on this continent, would likely be among the best.

If the three of them were to fight, it would be a real clash of swords on Mount Hua, a triangular battle between Huang Yaoxie, Hong Qigong, and Ouyang Feng.

"That's right, go back to your own territory and fight however you want. Here, let's all put that aside first and cooperate to find the sword." Yang Ruqing also said.

Tuo Ba Ling thought about it seriously and then nodded: "Don't worry, I talked with Qi Xingyun all night last night and we have reached a consensus."

Yang Ruqing and Luofeng Tang looked at each other, both of them let out a sigh of relief.

Since they're not fighting, they might as well stay with them for six or seven days.

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Over there, the old millers came. Here, we quickly stopped talking.

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“Big Brother Dama, it's raining now, where are you two in such a hurry to go?” Yang Ruqing saw the two of them looking for hats and raincoats and quickly asked.

The old man continued to put on his raincloak, ignoring Yang Ruohua.

“Well, it’s going to be a funeral for the black mule in that valley over yonder. With our village hands already scarce, we need every able-bodied man to help out during this time. My brother and I, along with my third younger brother, will head there.”

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So that's how it is, Yang Ruoqing understands.

Here, Lao Mo put on his raincoat, took the straw hat from Cui Xi and placed it on his head, then picked up his iron shovel.

As we were leaving, I said to Luo Fengtang and Tubo Ling, “It’s raining today. Wait until the rain stops before you leave. We have things to do first.”

After finishing his words, Lao Mo cast a glance at Cui Xi beside him. "When I wasn't home this morning, you better be well-behaved. If you dare to disgrace me, you'll regret it when you get back!" With that, Lao Mo plunged into the heavy rain.

Both Dayi and Xiaoyi quickly followed suit. In the main hall, only Cuixi was left.

Perhaps yesterday's beating from Lao Mo scared Cui Xi.

My eyes are still bruised, and I have a cut on my lip.

She didn't even dare to look at Luo Fengtang again, hurriedly plunging her head into her own room and slamming the door shut.

Luo Fengtang was unaware of the situation.

Yang Ruqing, however, understood better than anyone else. Hahaha, it's no wonder Cui Xihua is infatuated, the blame lies with her own man being too outstanding.

Even when surrounded by handsome princes like Qixingyun, once Qixingyun hides that extra charm of his princely title,

Simply standing together, Luo Fengtang's charm clearly overshadowed Qi Xingyun.

Tuoba Ling was also an extraordinary person, but in front of Luofeng Tang and Qixingyun, he suddenly seemed inferior.

And Cui Xi's eyes are the best test standard, hahaha.

It's no wonder Cuixi couldn't tear her gaze away. People are naturally drawn to beauty, and they always want to look at beautiful things more than once.

Yang Ruqing doesn't mind her handsome husband being looked at by other women. After all, a few more glances won't make him lose any flesh.

...but she was worried about Cui Xi instead.

After seeing the likes of Luofeng Tang, such outstanding men, looking back at Lao Mo who was almost as old as her father, ...

How will these long decades to come pass? Every day is heartbreaking!

And the old mill, it was quite annoying too.

Because he married a troublesome wife, he was blinded by her youth at first, but he didn't realize that his age and wealth couldn't control such a young woman.

So, unless you can completely crush the other person in terms of wealth or power, it's best to just marry someone around your own age.

When Lao Mo, Da Mo, and their third brother came back, it was afternoon.

Seeing that there were still so many people at home, Lao Mo was stunned for a moment, but Da Mo was very happy.

Yang Ruqing looked at Lao Mo's gloomy face and said, "Hey hey, it's not that we don't want to leave. It's just that this rain is too heavy. We can't even leave if we wanted to."

The old man said nothing, took off his dripping raincoat and tossed it to Cui Xi. He then walked to the table and sat down.

"It's best not to leave these two days, the mountain spirits have come out again. The mountains are restless at the moment. Wait until the rain truly stops and the sun comes out, then the yin energy will disperse and you can leave!"

The old man took the teacup from the table and drank it down in one gulp.

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Here, Yang Ruohua and Luofeng Tang Qixingyun and others looked at each other in astonishment.

"What mountain spirit? Old Master Mo, could you explain it more clearly?" Yang Ruqing also sat down beside the table and asked.

Lǎo Mò raised his hand to wipe the tea from his lips and glanced at Dà Mò. "I'm tired, you go talk to them. It'll save them from wandering around in the mountains!"

After saying that, Lao Mo got up and went back to his room to lie down, telling Cuixi to wait until dinner was ready before calling him.