Urban Seduction: Housewives Club-Chapter 529: The Tang Sect’s Young Lady

As dusk approached, Ye Fei, riding a white horse and holding his exhausted mom, with the equally worn-out black horse in tow, finally arrived at the venue of the martial arts congress—a small, nameless valley.

Looking at the valley surrounded by cliffs on all sides, with only one path in and out, Ye Fei couldn't help but think it would be an ideal place to trap a large crowd. If the passage was blocked, the only way out for those inside would be the cliffs, which were at least hundreds of meters high.

Climbing them would be nearly impossible for anyone without skills comparable to his own.

In the past, since the attendees of the congress were all elite martial artists, there was no need to worry about any issues. However, with the current development of modern weaponry, blocking this path has become a relatively easy task. So, the location of the next martial arts congress would probably have to be changed.

While idly pondering these thoughts, Ye Fei dismounted and carefully helped his mom to do the same.

Although she had rested along the way, Liu Yiru's legs still gave way when she stepped on the ground, almost causing her to fall. Fortunately, Ye Fei was there to catch her in time.

"It's all your fault for laughing!" Seeing her son's mischievous grin, Liu Yiru playfully scolded him, giving him a gentle twist on the waist. The little rascal had been in a strange mood earlier.

No matter how much she pleaded for mercy, he wouldn't let her off the hook. Liu Yiru couldn't even remember how many times she had reached her peak. She only remembered that there had been five intense climaxes. Although she almost died of pleasure, it had also severely drained her energy.

Despite her internal energy cultivation, she could barely stand.

Ye Fei knew his mom wasn't really angry, so he chuckled and said, "Now you're blaming me? Who was the one begging for more just now?"

Even though it was like that, Liu Yiru still felt her face turn bright red at her son's words. He was right.

That entire afternoon, although she had been pleading for mercy, she had eventually been the one to ask for more each time. Her excitement had been even greater than Ye Fei's. She couldn't help but glance at the black horse. It had worked hard that afternoon.

As they joked, the mother and son finally entered the valley. However, just after exiting the passage, they were met with a man-made wall. There was a gate in the wall, and several people were sitting there, looking like security guards.

Seeing these people, Ye Fei knew they must be the ones in charge of various matters during the martial arts congress. These individuals were disciples selected from various reclusive sects tasked with maintaining order during the event.

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After all, the attendees were martial artists, and it was inevitable that there would be personal grudges among them. The role of these disciples was to monitor them and prevent any private fights.

Everything would be settled in the arena. Additionally, these disciples had another responsibility: to check the invitations of those coming to the congress to prevent any ordinary people from accidentally wandering in.

Ye Fei took out the invitation from his spatial storage and strode towards the group of people, while Liu Yiru stayed where she was, intending to wait for them to grant passage before entering with her son.

The reason for this was twofold: firstly, she still felt weak all over, and more importantly, she increasingly disliked being in the spotlight. She just wanted to be a gentle guide and a docile little woman for him. Although this was temporarily impossible, she preferred to stay out of sight whenever she could.

"Hello, please show your invitation," one of the gatekeeping disciples said as Ye Fei approached. His attitude was quite polite.

After all, although they had the backing of the powerful sects that dominated the martial arts congress, this was only during the event. If they offended someone formidable due to poor manners, and that person decided to settle the score later, no one would come to their defense.

"Here you are," Ye Fei responded politely, handing over the invitation.

The disciple glanced at the invitation and, upon recognizing it, assumed Ye Fei was indeed a participant. He saw no need for further inspection and was about to return it to Ye Fei. However, upon seeing the name on the invitation, his polite demeanor shifted to one of arrogance. He coolly asked, "Are you from the Martial Alliance?"

Ye Fei nodded and inquired, "Yes, is there a problem?"

The disciple casually tossed the invitation back to Ye Fei without another word and returned to his seat. The others around him burst into mocking laughter.

One of them said, "Well, well, little Sun, you sure have good luck meeting a 'master' from the Martial Alliance!"

The word "master" was spoken with a sarcastic tone, clearly implying that they didn't believe anyone from the Martial Alliance had the strength to retaliate.

Ye Fei felt a surge of anger and wanted to teach these guys a lesson. However, he ultimately held back. His purpose in coming here was to witness the true masters of the martial world. It wasn't worth getting into a conflict with these obnoxious individuals.

Moreover, these people were representatives of the major sects, and if he were to confront them now, it would be like slapping those sects in the face. Although he wasn't afraid of them, he knew his mom wouldn't want him to get into too many conflicts.

Taking a deep breath, Ye Fei suppressed his anger and asked calmly, "Can we go in now?"

"Over there, people from the Martial Alliance enter through that side," the disciple who had greeted him said dismissively, waving his hand as if shooing away a fly.

Ye Fei followed his gesture and saw a small gate not far from the main entrance with another person in charge of reception.

Compared to the smug expressions of the people in front of him, this person looked rather downcast, clearly someone from the Martial Alliance who had been given a thankless task.

Now knowing how to proceed, Ye Fei ignored these individuals and turned to walk back. However, he suddenly heard the sound of urgent horse hooves coming from the passage behind him.

As the sound of hooves grew louder, two magnificent horses, one red and one white, galloped out of the passage.

The riders were two stunningly beautiful young ladies, one dressed in fiery red and the other in light green—none other than Tang Yu and her young lady, Tang Xin.

As soon as Tang Yu spotted Ye Fei and Liu Yiru, her face lit up with joy. Before the horses could come to a stop, she called out from a distance, "Brother Ye, Sister Liu!" Although she shouted, her voice remained soft, as if the sweet and delicate girl was naturally incapable of speaking loudly.

Ye Fei and Liu Yiru both smiled.

Once Tang Yu dismounted and approached, Ye Fei asked with a grin, "Tang Yu, you left earlier this morning. How come you ended up behind us?"

Tang Yu, a girl who was usually very shy and gentle, had felt an inexplicable surge of joy upon seeing Ye Fei.

This had given her the courage to call out, but now, facing him, she had lost that bravery. Her face turned bright red, and she lowered her head, whispering, "I played in the mountains with the young lady for a while, so we arrived later."

"Tang Yu, don't talk to strangers casually!" Tang Xin suddenly interjected. As the Tang Sect was one of the top reclusive sects, Tang Xin, as the young lady of the Tang Sect, had an innate sense of pride.

This pride made her reluctant to let her maid interact too much with other martial artists, as she felt it would diminish her status. Little did she know that it was this very pride that would lead her to endure so much sweet torment from the young man she currently dismissed.

Tang Yu shook her small hand and explained, "No, miss, Brother Ye, and Sister Liu are the ones who helped me."

Although Tang Xin and Tang Yu were in a master-servant relationship, their bond was as strong as that of sisters. Otherwise, Tang Yu, as a maid, wouldn't have been able to ride such a fine steed as Xiao Bai.

Upon hearing that Ye Fei and his mom had helped Tang Yu, Tang Xin was grateful. However, her innate pride left her unsure of how to express this gratitude. She simply said indifferently, "Thank you. Consider it a favor owed by the Tang Sect."

For other martial artists, a favor from the Tang Sect was a huge advantage. But Ye Fei didn't care. Moreover, although he was good at reading people, he hadn't detected the gratitude beneath Tang Xin's pride during their brief and previously unfavorable encounters. He was annoyed by her condescending tone, so he simply ignored her and said to Tang Yu, "Tang Yu, we'll see you later," before walking away with his mom towards the small gate, not sparing another glance at the arrogant young lady. He didn't realize that another woman with the surname Tang had once been just as mutually unimpressed with him, and now they were deeply in love.

Feeling ignored by Ye Fei, Tang Xin, who had been pampered since childhood, couldn't bear it. She stamped her foot in anger and silently vowed to make this guy pay if she ever got the chance. Then, she led Tang Yu to the main gate.

The guards, upon seeing her invitation, immediately changed their attitude from the one they had shown Ye Fei. They put on ingratiating smiles and welcomed the two ladies inside.

Meanwhile, Ye Fei and his mom entered the valley through the small gate. They hadn't gone far when they saw two women, both in their thirties, walking towards them. One of them, upon seeing Liu Yiru, rubbed her eyes in disbelief and hesitantly said, "You are... Yiru?"