Chapter 1278: Chapter 1275: I… Am the Wealthy Family! (4th Update)

Sheng Miaotong lowered her head and remained silent, completely disregarding his words.

A moment of uncomfortable silence suddenly fell over the tea house.

The smile on the man’s face, however, remained unchanged.

For he had always been certain of one thing: those destined for great achievements could never allow small matters to visibly affect their emotions.

This was also what his father, the Patriarch of the Lu Family, constantly taught him.

As the most outstanding descendant among the younger generation of the Lu Family, Lu Shifa strongly agreed and had always strived to abide by it.

Therefore, even though he had long coveted the two sisters of the Sheng Family, he always maintained a calm and collected appearance, and even carried the air of an elder.

Just like a moment ago, his every word and action were perfectly in line with the persona of a caring older brother, leaving no fault to be found.

Sheng Miaotong’s silence only served to make her seem willful and capricious.

As expected.

Sheng Manyu’s brow slightly furrowed as she spoke sternly, “Miaotong, aren’t you going to thank him?”

Sheng Miaotong’s body shook, and then she spoke with a voice too low to be heard, “Thank you, Brother Lu.”

When saying the word ‘Lu,’ she mumbled and hurriedly glossed over it.

Sheng Manyu wanted to say more, but Lu Shifa raised his hand to stop her, and then cheerfully said, “Alright, Miaotong is still young, a bit of willfulness is not surprising! But as for this person…”

With these words, his gaze swept over everyone and lingered on Xue An.

In fact, from the moment he entered, he had already noticed Xue An.

Because it was impossible not to; Xue An, dressed in white, was the center of attention wherever he went.

But upon close examination, Lu Shifa’s heart couldn’t help but sink.

He realized that, despite the young man’s lack of fame, he far surpassed himself in both appearance and demeanor.

Without exaggeration, even surpassing him by a large margin.

This realization came as a shock to the always confident Lu Shifa, and a strong sense of rivalry arose within him.

As the man with the best relationship to Sheng Manyu, and most likely to win the ‘rose’ of the Sheng Family,

he had always considered the two sisters his exclusive preserve, not allowing others to touch.

Therefore, when he happened upon Su Junneng who was hurrying along the road and learned that someone had won Sheng Miaotong’s favor, Lu Shifa was like a cat on hot bricks, rushing over here hastily.

Now that he had seen Xue An, his sense of rivalry grew even stronger, and after sizing him up,

Lu Shifa let out a mocking sneer and slowly asked, “This brother here seems rather unfamiliar. Might I ask where you hail from?”

This question brought the attention of the entire room to rest upon Xue An.

Sheng Miaotong’s expression changed, anger rising within her as she looked up, ready to speak.

But Sheng Manyu shot her a glaring look, signaling her to remain silent.

For she herself had learned of this from Su Junneng.

Compared to Lu Shifa’s vile intentions, her concern was purely for her sister, fearing she would be deceived by scoundrels again, which is why she hurried over.

Looking at the young man now, although he was good-looking, he definitely did not seem to be a scion of a great household.

Just on this point alone, Sheng Manyu’s heart grew cold.

Given the status of the Sheng Family, it was impossible for them to allow Sheng Miaotong to be involved with such a man.

Moreover, from what she understood, it was very likely that this young man approached Sheng Miaotong due to the influence and power of the Sheng Family.

In other words, there was a significant chance he was a swindler.

So, of course, she wouldn’t allow Sheng Miaotong to say anything.

Sheng Miaotong was seething with rage inside, yet faced with her own elder sister, she found herself unable to speak out, feeling increasingly anxious.

It was at this moment that Xue An finally finished sipping a pot of tea, let out a satisfied sigh, and then finally lifted his head to look at Lu Shifa.

“Were you the one speaking to me just now?”

Lu Shifa nodded proudly, “Of course!”

Xue An nodded, “Good to know, but I have no interest in talking to you!”

Upon hearing this, Sheng Miaotong couldn’t help but snort with laughter.

Sheng Manyu glared fiercely at her, prompting Sheng Miaotong to quickly cover her mouth, though her eyes were brimming with mirth as she stealthily glanced at Xue An.

“I give that response full marks!” Sheng Miaotong thought to herself.

Yet while she was amused, everyone else in the room had a change of expression.

Especially Lu Shifa, whose smile gradually faded, replaced by a threatening look toward Xue An.

“You don’t have to tell me, Xue An, huh! But how come I’ve never heard of any grand noble families with the surname Xue? Perhaps you could enlighten me?”

“Enlighten you about what?” Xue An leaned back leisurely on the couch and said indifferently.

Lu Shifa was fuming, but in order to maintain his image, he forcefully held it in and scoffed coldly, “For instance, your identity and background? And why the interest in getting close to little sister Miaotong? Could there be some unspeakable secret?”

His questions were laced with venom.

At least Sheng Miaotong blanched, wishing she could tear Lu Shifa’s mouth to shreds right then and there.

However, to her surprise, Xue An just laughed, a bright laugh, then casually remarked, “All that you’ve said, it’s just to ask if I am a scion of nobility, right?”

“You could say that!” said Lu Shifa arrogantly.

“So, what do you think?” Xue An’s eyes grew colder as he spoke calmly.

“Heh, I have already inquired. There is no grand noble family with the surname Xue in the Golden-Dawn Grotto-Heaven, nor in the other Six Great Grotto-Heavens! What do you say to that?” Su Junneng, who couldn’t hide his smugness from climbing onto high branches, eagerly blurted out.

Xue An lowered his gaze, “You’ve investigated quite thoroughly!”

“Hmph!” Lu Shifa smirked, believing Xue An had admitted it.

Just when they thought the matter was settled, Xue An, fiddling idly with his nails without looking up, said flatly, “You’re right, I am indeed not from a noble family.”

Su Junneng snickered, ready to interject.

But at that moment, Xue An suddenly looked up, his voice cold as ice, “That’s because, I myself… am the nobility!”

Such grandiose words left everyone present somewhat stupefied.

After a brief moment of surprise, Sheng Miaotong’s eyes began to sparkle, and her gaze softened as she looked at Xue An.

Sheng Manyu, however, snorted angrily, thinking this young man in white was nothing but a brash boaster.

Before she and Lu Shifa could speak, Su Junneng, who had been eager to show off, sneered first.

“What a boastful claim, you a noble? Outright laughable, do you even know…”

Before he could finish, a streak of white light flashed, and Su Junneng was sent flying as if struck head-on by a heavy tank, crashing through furniture and tables before finally thumping to the ground.

When they looked at him again, blood was continuously spilling from his mouth, mingled with broken teeth.

And the object that sent him flying was none other than a small white porcelain teacup.

In the midst of the astonished crowd,

Xue An tapped his fingers lightly on the tea table and said with an amused tone, “Weren’t you just wanting to laugh your teeth off? I’ve helped you with that, no thanks needed!”