Her elder sister steals her husband? She marries the God of War and is pampered beyond measure!

Chapter 208 Overshadowing Su Mobai

Su Mowan thought this person was a joke, so she changed the subject: "You said it can increase your power, how much?"

Lu Yifeng looked at her with an expression that said, "You really don't know anything about this stuff."

"It varies from person to person. Those with a good foundation can improve a lot, while those with a poor foundation may find it ineffective."

"..."

Su Mowan was truly impressed by this person.

However, she felt that she was in good health and that the food wouldn't be useless.

Normally, she wouldn't need this thing.

"Do you still have it?"

Su Mowan was curious.

Lu Yifeng immediately sat up straight, looking at her warily: "That's all, I've given you all of them. How many more do you want? Do you know how many medicinal herbs it takes to make just one, and how long it takes me?"

Su Mowan hadn't intended to ask for more, and smiled, revealing her tiger teeth, saying, "Then thank you for your kindness, Young Master Lu. But why did you make this? Do you perhaps know medicine?"

Su Mowan didn't know that Lu Yifeng had gone to detoxify her that night, so she guessed that Lu Yifeng might be a master of medicine making.

Lu Yifeng scoffed.

He said resentfully, "I don't know medicine; on the contrary, I know poison! I don't cure diseases, I only take lives!"

Murong Jing had asked him to rescue people twice, and Lu Yifeng's resentment had already run deep.

Su Mowan found it amusing.

She had only ever seen people openly and honestly claim to practice medicine and save lives, but she had never seen anyone openly and honestly admit to taking lives with poison.

"So, according to you, you must have a lot of poison, right?"

"Of course I have it, it's my go-to weapon when I'm out in the world."

Lu Yifeng had just finished feeling smug when he realized he had been tricked into saying something, so he immediately changed his tune, saying, "I do have poison, but I don't have it on me!"

Seeing how afraid he was of having his precious possession stolen, Su Mowan couldn't help but chuckle.

"Don't be nervous, I was just asking, I didn't ask you for anything."

Seeing her expression, he seemed to be stingy, so Lu Yifeng coughed and explained, "It's not that I don't want to give it to you, but if my poisons get out, I'll be hunted down."

Su Mowan nodded in understanding.

Lu Yifeng tucked the sect leader's token into his sleeve and then said cryptically, "Although Murong Jing told me that the sect leader's token was in your hands, he didn't tell me why it was in your hands."

Is this something I wanted to ask a senior colleague?

Su Mowan felt there was nothing important in this, so she repeated what she had said to Murong Jing: "More than a year ago, when I was in Liuxia, I met an old senior. He gave me the sect leader's token and asked me to pass it on to you. I don't know where that old senior went after that."

Lu Yifeng's expression froze for a moment.

After a while, seeing that he didn't speak, Su Mowan waved her hand in front of him and comforted him, "That senior is probably your father. He was in very good health at the time, without any problems. You don't need to worry. I just don't know why he didn't come back to give it to you personally."

"He'll probably never come back."

Lu Yifeng murmured softly.

Su Mowan wanted to ask why, but seeing Lu Yifeng's disappointed expression, she decided to swallow her question.

She looked up at Yinshuang and gestured for her to fetch a pot of tea. Yinshuang obeyed and went downstairs.

The third floor fell silent.

Su Mowan leaned back lazily in her chair, letting Lu Yifeng ponder on his own.

A moment later, Yinshuang brought up a pot of tea, and Su Mowan poured a cup of tea herself and pushed it in front of Lu Yifeng.

"Have a cup of tea to warm up, it's cold enough as it is."

The weather was cold enough, but Lu Yifeng was dressed quite lightly.

Su Mowan was already getting ready to put on her cloak, while Lu Yifeng was simply wearing a light blue robe, looking incredibly elegant.

Lu Yifeng reached out and slowly took the teacup in his hand, his brows furrowing more and more tightly.

Suddenly, his eyes darted around, and he stared at Su Mowan, asking, "Where in Liuxia did you see him?"

Su Mowan mentioned a city name.

Lu Yifeng's expression changed instantly, and he exclaimed in a low voice, "Could it be that he's going to..."

He stopped mid-sentence.

He swallowed the rest of his words, his eyes flickered slightly, he glanced at Su Mowan, then discreetly picked up his teacup and took a small sip.

Su Mowan was very curious about his retraction of words.

Now she becomes extremely sensitive whenever she hears news about the Liuxia Kingdom, but Lu Yifeng is clearly unwilling to continue the conversation.

Now that he had fallen silent, Su Mowan could not ask any more questions, so she could only give him a faint smile.

Seeing her attitude, Lu Yifeng felt relieved, but in the blink of an eye, he became anxious again and got up to take his leave.

“Young Master Mo, I, Lu Yifeng, will remember this kindness. If you ever need my help in the future, please don’t hesitate to ask. I have urgent business to attend to today, so I’ll take my leave now.”

"Okay, take care." Su Mowan nodded.

Lu Yifeng pushed back his chair, took a couple of steps, then stopped. He turned to her and asked, "By the way, where does Young Master Mo live? How can I find you?"

Su Mowan smiled.

"I am in the Painting Pavilion. Young Master Lu can come here to find me. So where should I go to find you, Young Master Lu?"

Lu Yifeng hesitated for a moment, but finally revealed his hideout: "West of the city, Luohua Pavilion."

Luohua Pavilion?

It sounds nice, but the meaning isn't very good.

After Su Mowan and the others had walked a distance, she turned to Yinshuang and asked, "Lu Yifeng knows your prince. Are you familiar with him?"

Yinshuang shook her head.

Thinking she wanted to inquire about Lu Yifeng, she added, "This servant has only met Young Master Lu a few times; perhaps Feng Yue is more familiar with him."

Su Mowan nodded to indicate that she understood.

She asked Yinshuang to prepare paper and pen, and began to write down the prices of the calligraphy and paintings. After she finished writing them down, she asked Yinshuang to paste them one by one.

It was half an hour later when the prices of all fifty or so paintings and calligraphy works were posted.

Yinshuang packed up her brushes, ink, paper, and inkstone, then went downstairs.

Su Mowan was sitting at the table deep in thought when she heard the sound of clothes being whipped up by the wind coming from the terrace behind her.

Someone used their light-footed skills to leap up from behind the building.

Su Mowan knew who it was without even thinking. When she turned around, she saw that the person's face still had a faint ink mark on it.

"Is today over?"

Shangguan Qingqi, with a bitter face, walked over in a few steps, sat down in the chair opposite her like a boneless person, and exhaled a breath of stale air.

He complained, "Actually, I finished answering a long time ago, but the examiner wouldn't let me out. He insisted on waiting until all the candidates handed in their papers before letting me out. Isn't that infuriating? If I could have left as soon as I finished, I would have been eating delicious food with you all the way here by now."

Su Mowan removed her mask, raised an eyebrow, and said mercilessly, "What time is it now? Are you sure your answer is acceptable? Don't end up not even making it onto the list, that would be a laughing stock."

Shangguan Qingqi looked hurt.

"Can't you say something nice? I don't expect you to praise me, but at least don't look down on me! When the time comes, I'll make a name for myself and become the top scholar in both the civil and military examinations! I'll outshine Su Mobai!"

Su Mowan smiled.

She shattered his dreams: "Don't even mention that you haven't won the top two subjects yet. Even if you did, you'd only be on par with Su Mobai at best. You're still too green to surpass Su Mobai."

"That's right, I'm still young and inexperienced. Su Mobai is an old man, how could I possibly be inferior to him? I'm not afraid to tell you, but countless unmarried women in the entire capital secretly admire me!"

Shangguan Qingqi said smugly.

Su Mo said seriously, "That's right, many women like you. Do you know why? Because you have a reputation for being a womanizer. Every woman wants to get close to you. But my brother is a decent man. He doesn't indulge in drinking, gambling, or prostitution. He's not like you. You can't compare the two of you."

Shangguan Qingqi was unhappy.

"Can you please stop mentioning Su Mobai? I feel suffocated every time I hear it."

"You were the one who brought it up first."

"..."

Knowing he was in the wrong, Shangguan Qingqi had no choice but to change the subject: "You know I won the martial arts championship yesterday, right?"

Seeing his expectant expression, Su Mowan replied as he wished, "Yes, I heard that you were the top scholar, my second brother was second, and Shen Muyao was third?"

Shangguan Qingqi became smug again.

“That’s right, you have to thank me for this. If it weren’t for me, how could Su Ruofeng have gotten second place? He was no match for Shen Muyao at all.”

Su Mowan's eyes darted around.

"What do you mean?"

Shangguan Qingqi got excited when this was mentioned, but he was also a little annoyed: "I have to say, Murong Jing is really something else. This is blatantly biased towards Su Ruofeng."

"What happened? Tell me."

"What could have happened? We all came together and then each of us picked an opponent. Shen Muyao came and immediately targeted me. We were locked in a stalemate for a long time, with neither side gaining the upper hand. In the end, there were only five of us left. Su Ruofeng was left out and took a break for a while. In the end, it was just me, Shen Muyao, and Su Ruofeng left. That stubborn Shen Muyao set his sights on me, so Su Ruofeng took another break."

Shangguan Qingqi spoke with some resentment, and finally said dejectedly, "So, I was the one who held off the first two rounds. When Su Ruofeng faced Shen Muyao, Shen Muyao had already been defeated by me and was about to give up!"

In other words, the second brother got the best deal from beginning to end?

It's no different from winning by doing nothing.

No wonder he could get second place with his skills.

But what does it mean to be on the verge of collapse?

Shen Muyao and Shangguan Qingqi should be evenly matched, or at the very least, only slightly weaker, right? How could he have been beaten so badly?

Did she not fully understand Shangguan Qingqi's strength?

Regardless, Su Ruofeng managed to snag second place by sheer luck, which is something to be happy about. Although this rule isn't absolutely fair, it's much better than before.

Su Mowan glanced at Shangguan Qingqi: "Alright, alright, you just want to show off how great you are, fine, you're great, okay? But, about my second brother's arm injury—"

"That's none of my business!"

Before she could finish speaking, Shangguan Qingqi interrupted her, retorting, "The outcome was already decided, but he still insisted on charging into my sword. What could I do?"

"..."

Su Mowan expressed disbelief, saying that although Su Ruofeng was simple-minded, he wasn't that simple-minded.