Suddenly, two beams of light flew away from the sky, and Wei An looked like a dying man. Although Jiang Cang was covered in blood, his aura was very strong, and his breath showed no signs of weakening. It seemed that his injuries had no effect on him.
Wei An knew that his strong period was over, and if he continued to fight, he would surely die. He looked down and saw the blood-stained Wei family, and his heart sank. Even though he knew that the final outcome could only be like this, Wei An still didn't want to face this fact.
Wei An turned around and fled. He didn't want to fight anymore. His will to fight had completely disappeared with the complete demise of the Wei family.
But how could Jiang Cang let Wei An escape so easily? Naturally, he chased after him. Long Xiangtian and the others below knew that they were not qualified to participate in a battle of this level, so they just continued with their work.
They are not stupid. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Wei An is already at the end of his strength and cannot pose any threat to Jiang Cang.
Sure enough, not long after, Jiang Cang came back in high spirits. He looked at the miserable Wei family with satisfaction and said to Jiang Zishu with a sense of relief: "The great revenge has been taken!"
When Jiang Zishu heard these four words, he began to tremble with excitement, and even some crystal tears appeared in the corners of his eyes.
Finally, Jiang Cang told Jiang Zishu about how he caught up with Wei An. The process was not thrilling, but the only pity was that Wei An's body turned into ashes by Jiang Cang's gun, so Jiang Cang was unable to bring back anything.
This made Long Xiangtian feel quite regretful. After all, in his eyes, anything belonging to the Wei family belonged to him. But now it was gone. He couldn't help but curse Jiang Cang for being a spendthrift in his heart. Couldn't you just capture him back? Anyway, that old guy couldn't beat you.
After that, there was no need for the three of them at the Wei family, so Jiang Zishu took Long Xiangtian back to the Jiang Mansion.
Jiang Zishu decided to invite Long Xiangtian to a banquet, but since Long Xiangtian didn't want to reveal his identity, Jiang Zishu didn't make a big fuss. There were only Jiang Zishu, Jiang Cang and Long Xiangtian at the banquet. In fact, this number of people could be considered a family banquet at most.
But if others knew what was on the table, they would not say that. On the floor was a cup of moonlight pipa wine that was worth a fortune. Even the vegetables on the table were replaced with spiritual medicine, and the main dish was extremely luxurious.
It is said that the chef's hands were shaking when he was cooking this dish. There was no other way. It would be strange if he didn't shake his hands when cooking dishes full of profound energy. However, the chef didn't dare to eat it secretly. Not to mention whether he would be discovered, but the profound energy in the food was not something he could bear.
Not to mention the chef, even Long Xiangtian had never seen such luxurious food, but he also knew that a banquet of this level was probably quite luxurious for the Jiang family.
However, despite his extravagance, Long Xiangtian would not miss out on so many nourishing meals and the Moonlight Pipa Wine that was hard to come by at a high price. After drinking a glass of it, Long Xiangtian finally understood why so many people were chasing after this Moonlight Pipa Wine. The Jiang family even specially used jade bottles and jade cups to hold it. Just smelling the aroma of this wine was refreshing.
It was soft on the tongue, a thin line in the throat, and a cool feeling echoed throughout the mouth, but after entering the stomach, it was hot again. This feeling of ice and fire was very refreshing. What surprised Long Xiangtian even more was that after drinking this glass of wine, it seemed that his cultivation had improved by one point. Although it was not much, it was worth his thousands of gold.
After the three of them exchanged cups, the atmosphere became lively. After all, the wine table is where men really socialize. However, Jiang Cang left after only a few drinks. Later, Long Xiangtian found out that Jiang Cang was thinking of some sad things and went out to relax.
However, the situation became quieter when the three of them became two. Jiang Cang seemed to have suddenly remembered something and said to Long Xiangtian in a boastful tone, "Brother Mo Wen, do you know who is the most skilled dancer in the hundreds of miles of Mingcheng?"
Long Xiangtian was stunned by Jiang Zishu's inexplicable words. He had never heard of such things before, so he was naturally speechless.
"That's my daughter, Jiang Zishu." After saying that, Jiang Zishu shouted outside, "Come here, call the young lady."
Long Xiangtian was also quite surprised by Jiang Zishu's words. He didn't expect that the daughter of City Lord Jiang was actually a good dancer. And according to Jiang Zishu's words, Baili included all the nearby cities, big and small, even Jiutian City was no exception.
After a while, a beautiful girl came in. After entering, she greeted her father. Although she didn't know who Long Xiangtian was, she bowed slightly. Her manner was very steady, and the demeanor of a lady from a noble family was completely different from that of Zi Ping.
"Wen'er, can you dance for your father and your Uncle Mo?" Jiang Zishu did not force his daughter, but spoke in a negotiating tone.
When Long Xiangtian heard what Jiang Zishu said, he almost spit out a mouthful of wine on Jiang Zishu's face. He was only seventeen years old, and this woman was even a few years older than him. How could he be his uncle? But when he thought about it carefully, it made sense. He and Jiang Zishu were of the same generation, so he was his uncle.
Jiang Lingwen, or Wen'er as Jiang Zishu called her, obviously didn't expect her father to let her dance in front of strangers. You know, not everyone can appreciate her dancing. Mo Wen had seen her many times during the few days he lived in Jiang's house, and guessed that this person was his father's good friend.
But even if they were good friends, it was already late at night, and asking me to dance like this always felt a bit frivolous: "Father, I'm not an ordinary dancer. If you want to entertain guests, wouldn't it be better for you to find a dancer in the mansion yourself?"
Jiang Lingwen thought that his father was drunk, and was so happy about the annihilation of the Wei family today that he was confused, so he replied to his father in a bad mood.
“Hahaha… Don’t blame me, Brother Mo Wen. My daughter is a spoiled child. If she doesn’t want to, then even if you give her millions of gold, you can’t make her move at all.” Jiang Zishu also knew what his daughter was thinking, but was afraid that Long Xiangtian would be unhappy, so he comforted him with a few words and then explained to his daughter.
"Your Uncle Mo is not an ordinary man. If it weren't for him, how could we have destroyed the Wei family so easily, wiped out many years of humiliation, and even avenged your grandfather. That's why I want you to dance a song to thank him. I was impulsive."