The Road to Becoming a Son-in-Law

Chapter 262 Sparring

Chapter 262 Sparring

"Achoo! Achoo!" The next morning, Xu Xuan, who was usually in good health, suddenly sneezed several times for some reason. Murong Chen asked with some concern, "Are you alright?"

"Don't worry, I'm fine," Xu Xuan said, rubbing his nose in confusion.

Recently, thanks to Chen Feng's encouragement, Xu Xuan has been incredibly diligent, not daring to slack off at all. His physique has also become much stronger than before. Now, he suddenly sneezed, and even Xu Xuan himself didn't realize it.

"Achoo! Achoo!" Just as he was wondering, Xu Xuan sneezed several more times.

Xu Xuan scratched his head. "Could it be that someone is talking about me behind my back?"

Besides this explanation, there doesn't seem to be any other explanation.

Fortunately, Xu Xuan stopped sneezing after a few times.

A little while later, Xu Xuan asked about it and started chatting with Murong Chen: "Murong, how's your training going these past few days?"

Murong Chen nodded and said, "I've learned a lot these days, and my health has improved a lot since I learned these moves."

As he spoke, Murong Chen couldn't help but feel grateful. He knew that everything he had now was thanks to Chen Feng and He Fei. If it weren't for Chen Feng and He Fei, he might not even be alive today, let alone be practicing martial arts.

Murong Chen seemed to remember something and said to Murong Chen with great interest, "How about we spar a bit?"

“But… I can’t beat you,” Murong Chen said hesitantly.

"It's nothing." Xu Xuan put his arm around Murong Chen's shoulder and said, "We're friends. I just wanted to spar with you. I won't hurt you."

"it is good."

Murong Chen nodded. Since the instructor was not here and the place was large enough, the two of them got ready and began.

Xu Xuan had long wanted to spar with Murong Chen. Chen Feng had been having his instructor teach him for some time now, but he didn't know how far he had progressed. However, he couldn't beat either Chen Feng or his instructor. Xu Xuan had previously learned that He Fei also knew some moves, so he was curious and wanted to spar with her. At the time, Xu Xuan thought that He Fei was a delicate and weak woman, and he would definitely win. However, he didn't expect that he would be defeated by He Fei in just one move.

It's all tears when I talk about it. Anyway, after that, Xu Xuan immediately became obedient and stopped mentioning sparring with anyone. He couldn't even beat He Fei, who seemed to be the weakest of the three, let alone the other two.

Now that there's Murong Chen, Xu Xuan looked at Murong Chen, who looked even thinner than He Fei, and thought to himself: He can't beat those two, but he can beat Murong Chen... surely he won't lose, right?

After all, Murong Chen had only practiced for less than a month, and he was with him every day.

But after an incense stick had burned, Xu Xuan changed his mind.

After Xu Xuan shouted "Stop!", he looked at Murong Chen with a hint of despair. Murong Chen was puzzled by Xu Xuan's sudden stop, but after thinking for a moment, he suddenly realized and said to Xu Xuan, "Brother Xu, are you afraid of hurting me?"

Xu Xuan: "...Yes." That's bullshit; he just didn't want to embarrass himself too much.

Xu Xuan thought he could beat Murong Chen, and in fact, he could win against Murong Chen, but only by a narrow margin. Moreover, even if he won, Xu Xuan felt that he would be the one to lose face, so he cleverly called a stop.

"It's alright, Brother Xu," Murong Chen said understandingly. "I know you'll go easy on me. Shall we continue?"

"No." Xu Xuan directly refused Murong Chen, then coughed lightly and pretended to be serious, saying, "It's better not to. After all, you are young and weak. Even though it's just a friendly spar, I would feel bad if I accidentally hurt you."

"Brother Xu is so kind," the naive Murong Chen exclaimed.

As soon as Murong Chen finished speaking, a sneer rang out: "What understanding? I think this brat is clearly afraid of losing face."

"Nonsense, why would I be afraid of losing face?" Hearing his true thoughts spoken aloud, Xu Xuan instinctively retorted. Then he looked in the direction the voice came from, and when he saw Master Xu and the old butler standing there, Xu Xuan was startled, rubbed his eyes, and then rubbed them again. "You... are my father?"

"..." Old Master Xu stepped forward and slapped Xu Xuan on the back of the head. It had only been a few days since they last met, and this brat didn't even recognize himself anymore.

After being slapped on the back of the head by Master Xu, Xu Xuan realized what was happening, rubbed the back of his head and cried out, "Ouch!" "Dad, why do you hit me the moment we meet?"

"Heh." Seeing Xu Xuan's irritating look, Master Xu decided to give him a good beating. If it weren't for Murong Chen being there, Master Xu would have taken off his shoe and whipped Xu Xuan.

"Who is this?" Murong Chen looked at Master Xu with a puzzled expression.

While rubbing the back of his head, Xu Xuan said to Murong Chen, "This is my father. You can just call him uncle."

"Hello, Uncle Xu." Murong Chen greeted Master Xu politely and respectfully.

Mr. Xu's face instantly put on a kind smile: "Hello, you can say you are Murong Chen."

"Yes."

"He looks much better than that brat," Master Xu said, stroking his beard.

Because Xu Xuan was incredibly mischievous from a young age, Master Xu had a great fondness for Murong Chen, who seemed like a well-behaved child.

Xu Xuan: "...Father, I am your son." Xu Xuan reminded him.

Old Master Xu rolled his eyes in a very unladylike manner. "So you still remember I'm your father."

Xu Xuan smiled ingratiatingly and said, "Father, what are you saying? I could forget anyone but you. You are my own father, and I am your own son."

After coaxing his father for a while, Xu Xuan asked, "Dad, why are you here?"

Master Xu didn't speak, but the butler said with a smile, "Master hasn't seen the young master for a long time and misses him terribly, so he came to visit him today."

As soon as the butler finished speaking, both Master Xu and his son Xu Xuan rolled their eyes in unison.

Master Xu: He misses that brat? What a joke.

Xu Xuan: If his father could miss him, he would be willing to write his name backwards.

Seeing Xu Xuan's expression, Old Master Xu was displeased and said, "What? What's with that expression? Maybe I really do miss you." Although he himself thought it was impossible.

Xu Xuan rolled his eyes inwardly before saying ingratiatingly, "Yes, yes, Father, you're right. How could I doubt you?"

"You must have come to see me because you missed me, not because you had nothing better to do, right?"

For once, Master Xu felt a pang of guilt. In a sense, he really had nothing better to do than come to visit Xu Xuan, but he couldn't admit it.