Capítulo 1098: Chapter 1098: Wandering the Martial World with a Sword (Part 2)
Perhaps due to the effects of the drug, Ming Xian quickly fell asleep.
He held his sword tightly against his chest, as if he were afraid someone might steal it.
There are many rumors about Ming Xian in the martial world.
Some say he was once a disciple of a certain sect, but went insane from practicing demonic arts.
Others say he became this way because of a woman.
There are many versions, and no one knows which is true or false.
After Ming Xian joined the Brahman Immortal Sect, no one in the sect knew anything about his past, let alone what kind of person he once was.
All they knew was that he was fierce, and every time he appeared, he exuded either the stench of blood or a chilling murderous aura that made people’s scalp tingle.
People in the Brahman Immortal Sect were afraid of him.
—The later-joined sect members weren’t afraid; they quite admired him.
However, to Ming Xian, those people were just lackeys he could order around, and he didn’t care whether they lived or died.
The evil deeds Ming Xian has committed could be recounted for three days and nights without end.
The martial world loathes Ming Xian deeply, but his swordsmanship is exceptional, and ordinary people can’t harm him.
If it weren’t for the original host drugging him this time, Ming Xian wouldn’t be in such a predicament.
The original host has been freed.
The weak and helpless poor thing—I’ve just been unlucky.
Now I have to bear the consequences she brought.
Chuzheng sorted through the jumbled clues and then leaned back to rest.
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Anxi Town.
A clear stream runs through the entire town, with willow trees planted along both sides. Now it’s the season when willow catkins fall, and when the wind blows, it looks like scattered white snow.
Recently, a little girl arrived in Anxi Town and became the focus of the townspeople’s discussions.
Not for any other reason, but because the little girl spent extravagantly.
She came and immediately bought a long-unsold estate in town. The expense of the estate was secondary; the primary issue was that it was rumored to be haunted.
However, since the little girl moved in, nothing has happened.
And she has continually refreshed the townspeople’s understanding of wealth.
“I heard she’s living in there alone.”
“She dares to live in that haunted estate all by herself?”
“Yes, I saw her yesterday, and she’s quite pretty.”
“I heard she bought Defu Restaurant yesterday?”
“Yes, it seems she wanted to hire the head chef of Defu Restaurant, and when they refused, she just bought the place.”
“…”
The crowd murmured in astonishment.
Anxi Town isn’t considered wealthy, but it isn’t poor either.
The townsfolk are relatively well-off, but they’ve never seen anyone so extravagantly wealthy.
Just because she couldn’t hire the chef, she bought the restaurant.
The person they were discussing passed by just then, entering a nearby pastry shop.
“Miss, what would you like to buy?”
The shop assistant promptly came over.
Chuzheng glanced around the shop and pointed to several pastries: “A little of each.”
“Alright.” The shop assistant began to pack them while observing her: “Miss, you seem unfamiliar. You’re not from our town, are you?”
Due to its unique geographical location, Anxi Town sees many outsiders passing through.
“Mm.”
Chuzheng stood there, looking absent-mindedly at the things on the counter.
Ming Xian is extremely difficult to please. If he doesn’t like something, he doesn’t lose his temper—he just won’t use it.
He’d rather go hungry and be bedridden than eat something he dislikes.
Such a personality.
…Damn it!
If it weren’t for his injuries, I would have beaten him long ago.
Such a fussy man!
“Miss, here’s your pastry.”
Chuzheng took out a gold leaf.
The shop assistant gasped slightly: “Miss, this is too much money…”
“Oh.” Chuzheng put down the gold leaf and left with the pastries.
Shop assistant: “…”
Only then did the shop assistant recall the recent rumor in town.
Isn’t she that foolish and rich deer?
Just as Chuzheng stepped out of the shop, a figure rushed by, but she dodged quickly and didn’t collide with her, though she did bump into a Lady in Blue Clothes behind her.
The Lady in Blue Clothes staggered, then fell on the steps, her delicate palm scraping against the steps, with blood beads oozing out.
“Sorry…”
The one who bumped into her was also a girl, reaching out to help the Lady in Blue Clothes up.
The Lady in Blue Clothes jerked her hand away, and the maid behind her helped her up: “Can’t you watch where you’re going? Are you in such a rush to reincarnate?”
The Lady in Blue Clothes was overbearing, possibly more so painfully because of her hurt hand.
“I already apologized,” The girl who bumped into her was also indignant.
“Do I care about your apology?”
The Lady in Blue Clothes glared at her with beautiful eyes and reached out to push her.
Perhaps not expecting such a move, the other girl was caught off guard and stumbled, falling onto a nearby stall.
It was a wonton stall beside her, and the girl’s arm hit a pot of boiling broth, her face over the steaming hot water.
“Ah…”
The girl cried out in shock, falling to the ground from the stall.
Covering her burned arm, her face was contorted with pain.
The Lady in Blue Clothes wiped her palm with a handkerchief, her exquisite face showing a charming smile: “Sorry, I didn’t mean it.”
Chuzheng: “…” How brutal!
Chuzheng slightly turned, preparing to leave.
Just then, a voice came from behind.
“Zhao Fu.”
Chuzheng paused.
That voice…
The original host knew it well.
It was the voice of the undercover who tricked her with sweet lies—Liang Xuan.
Chuzheng glanced sideways at a man with a fairly handsome face hurrying over. He stopped beside the girl who bumped into others, reaching out to help her up, his face full of concern.
Sure enough, it’s him.
What a small world!
“Senior Brother.” Zhao Fu called out, aggrieved.
Liang Xuan comforted Zhao Fu, then turned to angrily glare at the Lady in Blue Clothes.
“Han Qiqi, why are you bullying Zhao Fu?”
When Zhao Fu heard the name Han Qiqi, her expression turned a little odd.
Initially, she had some distance from Liang Xuan, but now she suddenly seemed unable to stand and fell into Liang Xuan’s arms.
Han Qiqi raised an eyebrow: “Oh, so she’s your little junior sister. Indeed, seeing is believing; she’s charming and beautiful.”
Liang Xuan reproached, “Han Qiqi, you’ve seen Zhao Fu before. Why pretend not to know her? Did you do it on purpose?”
“Ah, Young Master Liang, how unreasonable.” Han Qiqi’s tone was sweet, but her expression was cold: “It was clearly your little junior sister who bumped into me first.”
“I didn’t mean to, and I apologized to her.” Zhao Fu clutched Liang Xuan’s sleeve, full of grievance.
“Zhao Fu apologized to you…”
“I apologized too.” Han Qiqi interrupted, glancing around: “Everyone saw it, didn’t you?”
And with one look, she unfortunately spotted Chuzheng.
Because Chuzheng stood the nearest.
Liang Xuan also happened to see her, his expression changing dramatically, revealing shock, guilt, and confusion…
As if he didn’t understand why she was still alive.