Xu Mu's heart was filled with shock. If Zhang Que also participated in this martial arts competition for marriage.
Then his chances of success would be greatly reduced.
"You're overthinking it. I wouldn't dare participate. I don't want to lose my other arm."
Zhang Que smiled as he looked at Xu Mu. "However, I have high hopes for you. I hope you can win Jiang Huihui's hand."
After saying this, he left before Xu Mu could respond.
Xu Mu muttered, "Who could possibly take your other arm?"
"Brother Mu, he must be very strong."
Chen Xuan gazed at Zhang Que's departing figure and said softly.
"Right, he's definitely a master. Let's head back. We'll come again directly tomorrow."
Xu Mu said to Chen Xuan.
"Alright."
Chen Xuan also felt there was nothing interesting here. Since they already knew there were many experts this time, he would just do his best.
The two returned to the hotel. This time, Xu Mu had booked a standard room with two beds, one for him and one for Chen Xuan.
They each lay on their own beds.
Chen Xuan was looking at his phone, while Xu Mu closed his eyes, actually sensing the entire situation within the hotel.
This was just a small county town with no scenery to speak of, but many people were staying in the surrounding rooms.
As expected, most were probably here for the martial arts competition for marriage.
He checked room by room, seeing if he might encounter any familiar faces.
Suddenly, his senses fixed on one person. He hadn't expected to actually run into someone.
It was none other than Zhao Gang from the Heavenly Sword Sect.
Xu Mu couldn't help but sigh inwardly. This man already had so many wives, was trying to pursue Dai Xingluo just a few days ago, and now he was here for Jiang Huihui's competition.
After scanning the entire hotel and not finding any other very familiar people, Xu Mu withdrew his senses.
Unconsciously, the sky had darkened.
Xu Mu turned to look at Chen Xuan. "Old Chen, should we go out to eat or order takeout?"
"Let's order takeout. When we came back, I noticed there wasn't anything particularly good to eat nearby. Driving somewhere specifically for food is too much trouble."
Chen Xuan said to Xu Mu.
"Okay."
Xu Mu took out his phone and casually ordered some KFC.
He remembered Chen Xuan liked this stuff.
Before long, there was a knock on the door. Chen Xuan jumped off the bed and opened it.
"Brother Mu, you bought KFC?"
A smile appeared on Chen Xuan's face.
"You said before you liked this. I'm not picky; I can eat anything."
Xu Mu said with a smile.
"Brother Mu, you're so good to me."
Chen Xuan's face was full of emotion. Apart from his master and senior sister, he hadn't met someone like Xu Mu before.
"No need for formalities. I'm the one who invited you here, so naturally, your comfort comes first."
Xu Mu walked over and said, "Let's eat. After eating, rest early. We need to conserve our energy. It's best to be in peak condition tomorrow."
Chen Xuan nodded gently.
After they finished eating, they each lay back on their beds. Suddenly, Ye Yu initiated a video call.
Xu Mu answered and asked, "What's up?"
"Spot check."
Ye Yu was currently lying in Xu Mu's bedroom, with Ye Tong right beside her. "Brother-in-law, let us see if there are any women around?"
"None."
Xu Mu panned the phone around the room, then aimed it at Chen Xuan beside him. "See? A guy."
"That's more like it."
Ye Yu said from the other side.
"More like it what? Go to sleep."
Ye Tong snatched the phone and said into it, "Honey, sorry about that. I'll hold her down for you. You two rest early."
"Okay."
Xu Mu chuckled.
"Is that sister-in-law?" Chen Xuan's voice came over.
"Yes."
Xu Mu placed the phone under his pillow.
"I really envy you. When you're out and about, someone still cares about you. Not like me, I'm just a lone wolf now."
Chen Xuan sighed.
"Who says? Your senior sister worries about you too."
Xu Mu glanced at Chen Xuan.
"Maybe."
Chen Xuan closed his eyes.
...
Early the next morning.
Before Xu Mu even opened his eyes, he was startled awake again by the vibration of his phone.
He took out his phone and looked; it was only 5:30.
"Jiang Huihui, it's barely past five. What do you want?"
"You didn't run away, did you?"
Jiang Huihui asked from the other end.
"I'm already here. How could I run? But disturbing my sleep like this means I won't be in peak condition to compete. Don't blame me if I fail."
Xu Mu said into the phone.
"My mistake. Go back to sleep. Don't forget the time; it starts at nine in the morning."
Jiang Huihui said and immediately hung up.
Xu Mu yawned and lay back down, dozing off until eight in the morning. Then he and Chen Xuan washed up and left.
The two unhurriedly ate breakfast at a diner before heading to the back mountain.
They smoothly entered the ruins.
They found the place hadn't changed much. A viewing platform had been built on higher ground, with a large screen behind it.
At this moment, there were over a dozen people on the viewing platform.
Judging by their demeanor, they all carried an air of authority. Their status within their respective sects was certainly not low.
However, wherever there are people, there are circles and the need for social interaction.
Xu Mu noticed that almost everyone on the stage respectfully greeted Wei Jingzhi.
Around the spectator stands, several hundred people were already seated.
Among them, some wore black robes, concealing their features, but most showed their faces, clearly just here for the spectacle.
Xu Mu and Chen Xuan were sitting on a hillside not far from the competition venue.
Before long, very solemn ceremonial music sounded from the speakers on the high platform.
Then, supported by Jiang Xingjun and Zhou Shui, Jiang Huihui walked onto the high platform.
However, judging by Jiang Huihui's expression, she was clearly at odds with her parents.
The moment she reached the platform, she immediately pulled her arm free and stuffed her hands into her pockets.
Today she wasn't wearing any fancy attire, just ordinary black casual clothes, and she was even chewing gum.
The only notable difference was the large red flower pinned to her chest.
But no matter what, a beauty is a beauty.
Jiang Huihui's heroic and spirited face was both handsome and beautiful.
Her long hair casually cascaded down her back; her posture and aura were something delicate women couldn't compare to.
Many people in the audience kept their eyes fixed on Jiang Huihui, feeling their hearts flutter.
"Testing! Testing!"
At that moment, Jiang Sheng called into the microphone twice.
Finding it worked, he first bowed to the crowd below.
"Good morning, everyone. I haven't invited many people this time. You all know the purpose of today's gathering, so let's keep it brief."
Jiang Sheng continued into the microphone, "My Jiang family produced a treacherous scoundrel! If it weren't for everyone's help back then, we might have been wiped out by our enemies."
"Over the years, old friends have also been urging me about my granddaughter's marriage. I certainly understand your meaning, so today, I've decided to settle Huihui's marriage."
Jiang Sheng paused, looking at the crowd below. "For absolute fairness, I've specially invited two outsiders this time: Wei Jingzhi and Guo Wenmo. Their identities, I believe, are known to all."
The crowd below immediately broke into murmurs and discussion.
Xu Mu was also inwardly surprised; he hadn't expected Jiang Sheng to call upon two senior cleaners.

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