Martial Arrogance Dragon Soul-Chapter 513 - 468 Two Conditions_5

Jiang’s father’s gaze was distant and profound, carrying a sense of wisdom.

He looked at Qin Qing with an evaluative eye, one that carried more scrutiny than mere observation.

Sitting beside Jiang’s father was Jiang’s mother, her brow slightly furrowed. She wore a touch of makeup, and although she bore the appearance of a middle-aged woman, her skin did not show any wrinkles. Her black hair was neatly combed and held in place with a delicate gold hairpin.

Jiang’s mother’s gaze on Qin Qing was somewhat sharp, revealing her undisguised dissatisfaction as she frowned.

"Father, Mother!"

Stepping forward, Jiang Ruorong and Jiang Feng both paid their respects to the elders.

Then, Jiang Ruorong introduced Qin Qing, "This is Qin Qing, my junior at the Great Qian Martial Institute, and now... also my... dao companion."

Jiang Ruorong spoke to her parents with a firm resolve.

Her decisiveness seemed to take Jiang’s father by surprise.

However, Jiang’s father did not say much, only gesturing slightly with his hand for them to sit down.

It was Jiang’s mother who hummed discontentedly, raising her hand and with an invisible force, separating the hands that Qin Qing and Jiang Ruorong had been holding together.

Qin Qing was inwardly startled.

Jiang Ruorong’s mother was also a Martial Saint-level expert!

That move just now was enough to prove her strength!

He had not expected that both of Jiang Ruorong’s parents would be Martial Saint-level experts.

"So it seems, when elder sister was at Qiushui Villa, Jiang Feng and Jiang Yingxue said elder sister’s mother was ill, they were very worried about this daughter. That must have been a lie..."

A Martial Saint, how could she fall ill?

"Eh, that’s not right!"

Qin Qing suddenly furrowed his brows.

On Jiang’s mother, there was a faint and obscure aura, like a cloud of death energy.

Just as Qin Qing was puzzled, Jiang’s mother’s cold voice suddenly interrupted his train of thought.

"You have no formal status yet, what kind of decency is this, holding hands so audaciously?" Jiang’s mother said coldly.

"Mother, but, Qin Qing and I truly love each other..." Jiang Ruorong said.

"Truly in love? That too requires the consent of us, your parents," Jiang’s mother said angrily, continuing, "We had planned to match you with Lei Teng; you know his qualities in all aspects. How does this kid compare to Lei Teng in terms of talent or family background?"

"That’s not necessarily true..."

Mutterings came from the side; it was that guy, Jiang Feng.

Originally, Jiang Feng had also doubted Qin Qing’s talent, but just now, having been defeated by Qin Qing himself, though he was still somewhat unconvinced, he had actually accepted it in his heart.

Now his mother was implying that Qin Qing’s talent was inferior to Lei Teng’s, which plainly meant he was even less talented.

Jiang Feng naturally felt a little indignant.

"Feng’er, what do you mean?"

Jiang’s mother glared at Jiang Feng.

"I didn’t mean anything else... it’s just that this guy, Qin Qing, his talent may not be below Lei Teng’s. At least, at least I am probably not as good as him..."

This time, Jiang Feng spoke the truth.

This made Qin Qing view him in a new light.

It seemed some people needed to be taught a lesson; after being defeated, they became sensible.

"Jiang Feng, are you injured?" Jiang’s father noticed something was amiss at this time; Jiang Feng’s injuries seemed to be fresh, not present when he saw him earlier in the morning.

"Ah... this little injury, let’s not make a fuss over it." Jiang Feng waved it off, deliberately downplaying it, not wanting to mention this disgraceful incident.

"Jiang Feng!" Jiang Yingxue, however, noticed the anomaly: "Just now, you returned with Xiao Rong and Qin Qing, right?"

"Could it be that before this, you had a fight?"

Jiang Yingxue guessed the possibility with her astute mind.

Jiang Feng was still hemming and hawing, unwilling to admit it.

"I could find out about this matter with a simple inquiry; you probably can’t hide it," Jiang Yingxue pressed.

"Alright!" Jiang Feng shrugged: "Yes, I fought with Qin Qing, and I lost, just like that!"

Upon this confession, Jiang’s father, Jiang’s mother, and Jiang Ruorong all showed astonished expressions.

Qin Qing had actually defeated Jiang Feng!

"Hahaha..."

At this moment, Jiang’s father laughed: "Well done. Qin Qing, actually, I had heard of you before this because of Ruorong, and I had someone look into you. I hope you don’t mind."

Qin Qing smiled slightly, "Uncle Jiang cares for his daughter, a father’s love; it is naturally understandable."

"Hmm, not bad!" Seeing Qin Qing’s composure, neither servile nor overbearing, with a natural ease and proper courtesy, Jiang’s father grew even more satisfied.

Jiang’s father, known as Jiang Zhenshan, held the title of Zhenshan Saint.

Normally, some young people from major families had the opportunity to meet him. These families were usually other Ancient Families or Young Sect Masters and outstanding disciples from other Ancient Sects.

But in front of Jiang Zhenshan, most of these junior elites would be extremely nervous, even to the point of being at a loss.

Yet a young man like Qin Qing, who was at ease, composed, respectful but with dignity, was indeed rare.

Moreover, for Qin Qing to defeat Jiang Feng at such a young age was indeed remarkable.

At that moment, Jiang Zhenshan decided to probe Qin Qing’s cultivation.

"Hm?"

He suddenly found that he was unable to see through Qin Qing’s cultivation.

It was as if a hazy aura enveloped Qin Qing, preventing his Divine Sense from probing.

"Qin Qing, what is your current level of cultivation? Have you practiced a special Secret Technique, so that even I cannot see your cultivation..." Jiang Zhenshan asked.

"To Uncle Jiang, I am currently at the Eight Heavens of the Golden Core Realm. By a chance coincidence, I obtained a Secret Technique that happens to conceal one’s cultivation," Qin Qing replied.