Why do I feel like following you is even more dangerous? Puckering his lip to the side, the fat merchant had an aching sensation this couldnât be good.
Talk about bad karma. If he knew things would devolve into such a dangerous state then he wouldâve never gotten greedy and sold the ticket to this devilish woman.
âWhat are you still standing there for? If you can still move then come with me now.â Giving only a glance, Bai Yan turns for the Zhong Manor where her shifus should still be busy doing their own thing.
Xiachen mightâve already went back by now since it is getting late. A grumbling tummy always gets the best of him.
As much as the fatty merchant wanted to resist, he knew well enough that the woman in front of himself far exceeded his own strength. In the end he could only begrudgingly follow from behind until they arrived at their destination.
âYou are Elder Zhongnan and Zhongbeiâs people?â the man asks with astonishment in his eyes.
âThey are my shifus,â Bai Yan returns with a slight nod.
âThisâ¦â
If she is their disciple then why didnât she receive an invitation slip that day?
Growing increasingly wary after thinking of that part, the fatty still knew he must get a clearer answer if he were to continue on with this plan: âI didnât know the two elders had another disciple. From what I hear, they only had one from twenty years ago. After that person died in a freak accident, the two elders have been in a tumbling spiral downwards ever since.â
Halting in her step, Bai Yan swings around using a rather intimidating stance: âI will get revenge for my shifus!â
âDonât tell meâ¦â While watching that fierce reaction, the fatty merchant suddenly came down with an ominous idea: âThe one who killed your senior, itâs Elder Muzhenâs people isnât it?â
If not for that reason then why would she go through so much trouble to topple Muzhen and Mu Leng?
Turning that fierce face into a condescending one, Bai Yan stares down at the person like heâs a dead man: âYou know, knowing too much is not good for the faint of heart. The more they know, the quicker they die.â
The threat nearly made the fatty pee himself right then and there. Whatever he wanted to say next, heâs lost it for he knows, heâs now in a wolfâs den and could no longer come back outâ¦.
âMiss, I still have something to do so Iâll take my leave first.â
If everything fails then retreat is always the best solution. I donât want to get caught up in between the power struggle of two elder factions!
But before he could make it a single step out of the front door, two muscular men had blocked off his path. Gulping over this, he swings around again: âMiss, what does it take for you to spare me?â
Smiling like a smug monster in human skin, Bai Yan makes a comforting pat on the manâs shoulder which only increased the already tense air: âDonât worry, I promised to keep you safe so thatâs exactly what Iâm going to do. The two of them will be responsible for your protection, and if you want to be even safer, all you have to do is keep within a hundred meters of me at all times.â
In light of that statement, the fatty only found his life increasingly shorter like it wonât be very long before he meets his end.
âPlease milady, I still have young ones and old ones to look after in my life, please have some mercyâ¦.â
âOne more word and I will let you meet your maker this instant.â Squinting those eyes, her tone turned threatening.
Sure enough, the other side immediately shuts that mouth and didnât utter another word.
âI have something to do still so you can walk around the place on your own if you like. Remember though, do not leave the Zhong Manorâs premise.â
Signaling the two muscular men in the back to take the person away to his quarter, she then turns to her own residence in search of the naughty little fox. Bai Yan thought the boy wouldâve returned by now for sure, but after much searching and flipping, there were no signs of the little rascal. Now the motherâs starting to truly worry and panic.
âWhere exactly did my son go? If it was under normal circumstances, he would definitely come back and tell me first if heâs staying out late.â
Just when this motherâs struggling to decide on her next course of action, a guard from the front had come in to report: âMiss, someone is seeking an audience with you.â
See me?
Slightly frowning: âLet him inside.â
âYes milady.â Affirming with a nod, the guard quickly retreats for the task.
Not long after, the supposed âguestâ had arrived at her courtyard. It was a man wearing a golden colored robe with eyes curiously scanning the surroundings. When he finally noticed Bai Yanâs existence though, that curious face promptly lit up and he ran over like a overjoyed kid.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om