Normally.
Lin Yu would definitely step forward to stop her, not wanting Aunt Qimeng to feel that there were some things she couldn't listen to.
Today was indeed a special situation.
Lin Yu was eager to find out what kind of past existed between Huang Feiya and the Queen of Dirty Jokes.
For everyone to avoid the topic so much!
It wasn't until the two aunts had walked far away that Lin Yu's gaze fell back onto the two women of the Shen family.
"Can you tell me now? Just how deep is the grudge between the two of them?"
"For Yaoyao to hate Huang Feiya so much?"
Lin Yu asked anxiously.
Shen Jiuyi still didn't speak, choosing to let Shen Buyao explain everything.
Antique Sister said indignantly:
"This whole thing started back when they were in high school!"
Hearing this.
Lin Yu didn't feel surprised.
From just the few words spoken earlier, Lin Yu could roughly guess it.
The so-called bullying incident must have happened a long time ago.
It should be a dispute from their student days.
Following that.
Shen Buyao began to describe it in an ambiguous manner.
Lin Yu could sense it.
It wasn't that Shen Buyao didn't want to explain it clearly, but rather she was saving face for her good friend Huang Feirong.
If she made Huang Feirong sound too pathetic, she would definitely feel bad about it.
However.
Lin Yu managed to figure out the general situation...
During her high school days, Huang Feiya wasn't as poised and elegant as she was now, looking sensible and polite.
Back then.
She was an absolute delinquent girl!
She fooled around at school without studying, constantly mixing with a group of female hooligans.
Huang Feirong went to the same high school as her, but they were in different classes.
There originally wasn't much interaction between the two.
But because their family members reprimanded Huang Feiya a few times during a family dinner, using Huang Feirong's performance at school as a comparison.
This brat held a grudge and went back to school to bully Huang Feirong.
Huang Feiya was not someone to be trifled with at school back then.
There was another person who was equally not to be trifled with...
Shen Buyao!
As for why the relationship between the two of them was so ironclad.
It was all thanks to Shen Buyao's righteous assistance.
Shen Buyao claimed that she had fought five people all by herself.
Listening to it.
Naturally, there was some harmless exaggeration mixed in.
But this friendship was absolutely real!
Someone who could lend a helping hand when you were in trouble was definitely someone to keep close to your heart.
No wonder.
Even after so much time had passed, the relationship between Huang Feirong and Shen Buyao was still so good.
They could even keep playing a game together that nobody else played.
So this friendship was forged through fighting!
"Were there any other grudges between Rongrong and Huang Feiya after that?"
Lin Yu asked more carefully.
Wanting to see if there was anything else he had overlooked.
Shen Buyao shook her head and said:
"There shouldn't be anymore, right? Who knows."
"Even if there were, Rongrong probably wouldn't tell me."
"That incident blew up quite a bit. The elders of our Shen family and their Huang family all stepped forward."
"Anyway, when it ended, Rongrong and I didn't suffer any losses!"
"Since our families were there at the time, we just shook hands and made peace on the surface, and that was the end of it."
Lin Yu nodded thoughtfully.
Shen Buyao added in dissatisfaction:
"What? Do you still think this doesn't count as a deep grudge?"
"Darn Lin Yu, let me tell you, to us, this is a huge deal!"
Lin Yu hastily waved his hand and explained:
"That's not what I meant. Of course, I understand what you're saying."
"If this happened to me, the next time I saw my nemesis, I'd definitely give them two solid punches!"
Shen Jiuyi: "..."
She completely disbelieved Lin Yu's words.
Even to soothe Shen Buyao's emotions, there was no need to exaggerate so much, right?
It had to be said.
This trick really worked well on Yaoyao.
Shen Buyao smiled and said:
"Hahaha, how could it be as crazy as you say?"
"They all say you can fight. Are you really that good at fighting?"
"To be honest, looking at how skinny you are, I always feel like you're not even as good as me!"
Being questioned so directly, Lin Yu immediately cracked his knuckles.
He said to Shen Buyao with profound meaning:
"Oh? You have doubts about my attack power?"
"Then how about I test the waters on you in a bit, and let you see how my combat power is?"
Shen Buyao: "???"
Shen Jiuyi: "..."
In front of others, Lin Yu wouldn't dare to speak recklessly.
For fear that others would hear the relationship between him and Shen Buyao.
But in front of Shen Jiuyi?
Lin Yu had absolutely no such concerns; he could absolutely say whatever he wanted.
Shen Jiuyi had secretly asked him out in private!
Both sides had dirt on each other, so it was a solid relationship.
In the past, Shen Buyao wouldn't have had any special reaction to hearing similar words from Lin Yu.
But now, she was no longer the same as before.
If Lin Yu said something even slightly borderline, she could quickly pick up on it.
Since she had heard it, could she still pretend not to?
With Shen Jiuyi present, Shen Buyao didn't dare to respond at all.
She could only blush and pretend not to understand the meaning behind Lin Yu's words.
The most awkward person, naturally, was Shen Jiuyi.
She really felt that she should have been more tactful just now.
How nice would it have been to go out for a walk like the two aunts and leave the scene?
Now, stuck between the two of them, she was purely enduring mental torture!
After thinking it over and over.
Shen Jiuyi finally couldn't help but say:
"Shall we go to the backstage to see Sister Hong?"
"Since we've chatted enough, it's about time we met up."
Shen Jiuyi couldn't help but urge the process along.
Lin Yu quickly digested the information he had obtained tonight in his mind.
He didn't know what would happen once they reached the lounge later.
At the very least, he had to sort out the causes and consequences of the matter as clearly as possible.
Hearing that they were leaving.
Shen Buyao's heart instantly felt a burst of relief, and she hurriedly followed up:
"Let's go, let's go. Sister Hong will get anxious waiting later."
Since both women had said so.
Lin Yu didn't say anything more and followed them to the lounge.
...
Meanwhile.
In the lounge of the Guihang Auction House.
Sitting beside Sister Hong was a short, round, and chubby man, who was happily drinking tea.
He was rolling a string of walnuts in his hand, round and round.
The man's build was not just ordinarily fat.
If he were any bulkier, the chair probably wouldn't be able to hold him at all.
The man's attire looked exceptionally plain; a large blue tank top without a single pattern in sight.
His oversized ice-silk pants gave off the vibe of an old man out for his morning exercise.
Paired with a pair of excessively worn-out flip-flops.
His overall image looked incredibly disjointed!
"Third Brother, your eldest brother said he's not coming over today."
"I'll pass on what you told me to him."
"We're all family, there's no need to talk about offenses."
"Everyone makes mistakes; it's not a big deal."
Sister Hong was as luxurious as always, sitting in the main seat with an imposing aura.
The Third Brother she mentioned, the flip-flop uncle, was exactly the core figure Lin Yu was starting to target...
Huang Daoqi!

rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!

with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!

and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”