Chapter 78: Wait for Me, Don’t Leave! (Third Update)

At this moment, Yuan Zhen couldn’t help but doubt, “Is this really the Grand Capital Troupe?”
“It kind of feels like it, but if they really came to cause trouble… I don’t even know how to describe it,” Feng Dian shook his head, thinking the people from the Grand Capital weren’t all that impressive; the kidnapping hadn’t even started and it was already over…

Dongfang Shuang’s mind was buzzing. Such a fall, even a swordmaster couldn’t withstand it. A wave of dizziness overtook his senses, and he fainted on the spot.

Ye Yushu, standing nearby, saw Dongfang Shuang faint and immediately understood his intention.
At a time like this, fainting was the only solution. Fortunately, he hadn’t announced his name when he arrived just now.
If word of this reached the Grand Capital, it would become the talk of the nobles—a laughingstock. How could he ever show his face at the academy again?
So fainting was the best choice. Why was he so unlucky…

Ye Yushu collapsed as well, his back to the Ye clan members, not wanting to be recognized—what if his uncle recognized him?

The onlookers exchanged glances, each bewildered by the scene.
What on earth was going on?

Bang!

With a sudden explosion overhead, everyone’s gaze turned skyward.
They saw a galloping carriage split apart, and a man in a long azure robe stood in midair, clutching a gorgeously dressed youth as easily as one would carry a sack…

As a Sword Emperor, he stood in the air holding the young master of the Tong family.
Though this way of carrying someone seemed a tad disrespectful, what else could he do—wrap an arm around the man’s waist?
Forgive him, but the Sword Emperor couldn’t bring himself to do that.

Now, Tong Ge could look down on everyone, but…
He wished he could shrink into his robe, for the Sword Emperor behind him was carrying him like a bundle.
Was this Sword Emperor here to sabotage him?
He’d come to steal the bride, yet this was how his reputation was being treated!
Couldn’t the man see? None of them looked the slightest bit afraid! The atmosphere he’d worked so hard to create was ruined!

He glanced down at his two good brothers—who had already…
Recalling his own earlier words, Tong Ge felt mortified. The attempt to snatch the bride hadn’t even begun, and two of them were already “down.”

And the Sword Emperor behind him—did he plan to carry him like this until dark? Why not put him down! No wonder he never got into Tianluo Academy; with a mind like his, how did he ever make it to Sword Emperor?

Tong Ge had a good temper, but if it were someone else, they’d have cursed the Sword Emperor by now.

“Put me down!” Tong Ge finally couldn’t hold it in any longer.

“You should have said so earlier. I thought this was what you wanted,” came the reply.

“……”

Did he really need to say it? No wonder you never got into Tianluo Academy—there’s a reason for that!

At last, the Sword Emperor set Tong Ge down. Instantly, the bystanders scattered—everyone knew that anyone who could fly wasn’t someone to mess with.

As soon as he landed, Tong Ge straightened his clothes. Today’s humiliation was complete. Mu’er would surely be disappointed in him…

Ye Kun let out a quiet breath. Finally, their performance was over, and the real business could begin. He, Brother Kun, had been waiting long enough.

Let it begin. Don’t let me down anymore!

“Who goes there!” Ye Qin barked in a deep voice. Even though these people had pulled off some inexplicable stunts, there was clearly more to it; did they really think Ye Qin couldn’t see through them?

Tong Ge looked at Ye Qin. He liked questions like this!

“I am—!” As Tong Ge was about to declare his prestigious family name, he suddenly realized that, after such a mishap, giving his name would only bring shame to his clan.

Look at Brother Ye and Brother Dongfang—both had wisely chosen to faint.

“I am Mu’er’s admirer!” Tong Ge stood with his hands clasped behind his back, trying to salvage his dignity.

“Oh.” Ye Kun replied simply.

The scene fell silent.

Ye Kun was waiting for his opponent to attack, while Tong Ge was thoroughly perplexed by how calm this bald man was.

Shouldn’t he be angry? Outraged? Shouldn’t he confront him with questions?

Behind them, Ye Ming and Dongmen Meng exchanged a helpless glance, their eyes full of disappointment. The youth from the Grand Capital were growing more and more disappointing…

The awkward silence in the air was palpable. Never had anyone seen such a quiet bride-kidnapping. Normally, it would be a chaotic brawl for the sake of a woman.

But look at these two—were they competing with their eyes?

The audience wondered if there would be any excitement at all.

If this went on, they might just leave.

“Say something! I feel so awkward just standing here,” the Sword Emperor behind them couldn’t take it anymore. Only these two could turn a bride kidnapping into this.

Tong Ge, for reasons he couldn’t fathom, wanted nothing more than to beat the Sword Emperor behind him to a pulp.

Couldn’t he see that he was trying to intimidate his opponent with his gaze?

His father had said, the battle between men begins with the eyes.

“Mu’er, I’ve come to take you home,” Tong Ge abruptly changed strategies, hoping to provoke the bald man.

No sooner had he spoken than Yan Mu’er suddenly collapsed into Ye Kun’s arms and clung tightly to him. “Husband, my… my stomach is acting up again.”

Just now, Yan Mu’er had forcefully suppressed her aura, so much so that even she hadn’t noticed the effects of the laxative creeping up on her again.

“Oh, what should we do?” Ye Kun asked.

“Husband, I can’t hold it any longer,” Yan Mu’er was on the verge of tears. If she lost control here, she’d sooner hang herself than face the bald one again—her dignity would be utterly destroyed.

“But… he hasn’t finished talking yet.”

“Don’t mind him, we’ll talk to him when we get back, please, husband, I really can’t hold it anymore.”

Ye Kun realized Yan Mu’er wasn’t pretending—she genuinely seemed to be in pain.

He glanced at the bride-snatcher, and even felt a little sorry for him. He had been so imposing when he arrived…

Tong Ge stared at the girl nestled in the bald man’s arms. This… that couldn’t be Mu’er, could it?

Mu’er was such a reserved girl—how could she behave like this? It must be the other one.

Ye Li noticed the bride-snatcher looking at her and thought he must be mad, turning away in contempt.

Tong Ge was stunned. Which one was Mu’er? Their figures were about the same, and with the red veils, he couldn’t tell them apart.

“Well, hurry back, then,” Ye Kun said.

Yan Mu’er wanted to punch the bald man. Didn’t he care about his wife at all? She was his bride!

“I can’t wait, please, husband,” Yan Mu’er’s voice was half in tears. She had never been this miserable in her life.

Helpless, Ye Kun picked her up, gave Tong Ge a calm look, and said, “Wait here, I’ll be right back. Don’t go anywhere.”

At those words, everyone felt a surge of admiration. No wonder he was the most outstanding man in Taixi County. Even when someone came to steal his bride, he remained so composed and even replied with such authority.

It was as if he was saying, “Don’t go anywhere—wait till I get back to deal with you!”

Yuan Zhen watched as Brother Kun carried his bride away and shouted, “Brother Kun, you’re amazing!”