TSFLIP Chapter 1043

Fengguang found it hard to imagine that someone like Lan Zhao would ever get married.

Xianmo let out a soft chuckle. “It seems that when I was talking with Master a few days ago, Fengguang wasn’t paying attention.”

Wasn’t it normal for her to zone out?

A little embarrassed, Fengguang asked, “Then… what were you talking about while I wasn’t paying attention?”

“Master told me about his upcoming marriage,” he said. “The bride is the daughter of Minister Li. Supposedly, she’s well-educated, gentle, and refined.”

“This ‘supposedly’… don’t tell me Lan Zhao said that himself?”

“That’s right.”

She simply couldn’t picture Lan Zhao saying something like that. With a blank expression, she muttered, “So he is capable of complimenting someone.”

“Master is just strict. He’s actually quite approachable.”

“Oh, please. Him? Approachable?” She rolled her eyes. “So, are you planning to go to his residence today?”

“Yes. And while we’re at it, I can take Fengguang out for a day.”

She broke into a bright smile. “Alright! Then take me out to have some fun.”

The trip out of the palace went smoothly.

Once they reached the streets, Fengguang noticed that a surprising number of people in this country practiced martial arts. Along the way, she saw many carrying swords, and even several young men dressed in flowing white robes, walking past with an almost ethereal grace.

She suddenly sighed, “If A-Mo wore white, he’d definitely look even better than them.”

“If Fengguang likes it, I’ll wear white next time.”

Seeing his gentle, refined smile, she felt even more certain he’d look amazing in white. “Though… white is hard to keep clean.”

“That’s fine. I’ll try not to get it dirty.”

She had only mentioned it casually, but he actually took it seriously. Laughing, she said, “You should wear whatever you like. You don’t need to change your preferences for me.”

The light green robes he was wearing now suited him perfectly well.

Xianmo simply smiled without replying.

Fengguang couldn’t tell whether he had taken her words to heart, so she changed the subject. “It feels like a lot of people here know martial arts.”

“Nine out of ten people have spiritual roots, so it’s quite common to practice.”

“Oh… I see.” She paused. Wasn’t this supposed to be a pure martial arts world? What were “spiritual roots”? And she had been by his side this whole time—how did he know things she didn’t? Then again… she often zoned out while he trained, and sometimes when Lan Zhao explained things, she hadn’t been listening.

Just as Fengguang was about to ask more, Xianmo said, “We’re here.”

She looked up and saw the large plaque reading “General’s Residence,” imposing and grand, with red lanterns hanging above that added a festive touch.

A guard at the entrance stepped forward. “May I ask who you are, sir?”

“Please inform General Lan that his disciple has come.”

The guard didn’t dare delay. “Please wait a moment, sir. I’ll notify the General right away.”

Before long, Lan Zhao himself arrived at the gate. The moment he saw Xianmo, he smiled. “Come in.”

Fengguang clicked her tongue in amazement. So it really is true—getting married changes a man. He even greets people with a smile now.

Following behind Lan Zhao into the residence, Xianmo said with a smile, “Since Master is getting married tomorrow, I came early to offer my congratulations.”

“I know you mean well,” Lan Zhao replied, then added, “You’re not the only one who came today. The Second Prince is here as well.”