Chapter 72: Little Blackie Runs Away from Home

Chapter 72: Xiao Heizi Runs Away From Home

By the Yuzhou River, inside Ji Shi Clinic.

"Madam An can even dispense medicine now, that's truly impressive."

"Aunt Liu is truly joking. My husband prepared all of this for me. Take this medicine once in the morning and once in the evening for three days, and you'll be fine."

"Thank you, Madam An. Please don't bother seeing me out."

Zhao Qingmei watched the middle-aged woman leave, then slowly returned inside the hall.

"Young Miss, I'm back."

Not long after, Li Fuzhou's voice came from outside the door.

"Officer Han?"

Zhao Qingmei looked in the direction of the voice and saw Han Wenxin standing beside Li Fuzhou, holding a box of pastries.

"Hello, Sister-in-law. It's been a few days, and you've become even more beautiful and captivating."

Han Wenxin said with a beaming smile, then glanced a few times behind Zhao Qingmei, seemingly searching for something.

"Are you looking for something?" Zhao Qingmei asked, observing Han Wenxin's searching gaze.

"These are Zhu Ji's Ruyi Pastries, freshly baked. I bought two portions. I heard Miss Tan really likes them. Where is she?"

Han Wenxin said, putting down one portion of pastries.

"Oh, she went to the river to wash clothes," Zhao Qingmei said with a knowing, half-smile.

"Alright, I understand. Sister-in-law, please continue with your work."

Upon hearing this, Han Wenxin was overjoyed. This was a great opportunity to be alone with her.

After speaking, he quickly headed towards the riverbank.

Zhao Qingmei looked at Han Wenxin's retreating figure and said, "Third Master, you don't seem worried?"

Li Fuzhou said with certainty, "Tan Yun won't fall for that kid Han Wenxin."

"That's true."

Zhao Qingmei nodded, then thought of something: "Ghost-Faced Buddha is following him, right?"

An Jing seemed unwilling to have Li Fuzhou follow him, so Zhao Qingmei could only settle for the next best thing: having a Demonic Cult Human Sect expert secretly protect him.

Logically speaking, a second-grade expert in Yu Prefecture was already considered top-tier. As long as he didn't encounter the Cao Gang or that Peerless Swordsman, there would absolutely be no danger.

Even if a crisis arose, Ghost-Faced Buddha only needed to hold on for a moment, and she and Li Fuzhou could easily arrive.

"Young Miss, rest assured, Ghost-Faced Buddha will protect the Young Master completely."

Li Fuzhou frowned and said, "The Human Sect experts have all been dispatched to search for that Swordsman. Several days have passed, and there's still no news."

Ever since the Demon Extermination Assembly at Faxi Temple, Zhao Qingmei had intended to recruit that Peerless Swordsman. The Demonic Cult Human Sect's experts were all spread out, fully investigating information about that Peerless Swordsman, but they still found nothing. This person seemed to have appeared out of thin air and then vanished just as suddenly.

Zhao Qingmei's gaze was cold, and her tone was calm as she said, "It's fine. After all, the Human Sect's network is still being slowly established. This matter should not be rushed, and that Swordsman's strength is extraordinary, so he might not necessarily join our Demonic Cult."

As the Demonic Cult made its comeback, the first order of business was for Human Sect experts to enter Great Yan and begin establishing their secret network. Although there were some lines before, most of them had been broken and needed to be re-established. This was one of the reasons Li Fuzhou personally came to Great Yan.

Establishing the network and possessing a powerful intelligence web was just the first step in the Demonic Cult's return.

And Zhao Qingmei needed the Human Sect's powerful intelligence network to find out the reason for Jiang Shang's death.

Li Fuzhou said in a deep voice, "Also, that person in Yujing City seems quite displeased about us breaking the Seal at Faxi Temple this time. After all, this Seal protects his Zhao clan's empire."

Zhao Qingmei's tone remained very calm, neither pleased nor displeased, as she said, "If he's displeased, let him tell me to my face. Since he wants to cooperate with our Demonic Cult, he should be mentally prepared."

Li Fuzhou sighed slightly, "Sect Master, this cooperation was personally negotiated by Renyi. Although the Sect Master is somewhat unwilling, since the matter is already a foregone conclusion, we might as well use his hand to establish ourselves first, and then make further plans."

The 'Renyi' he referred to was naturally Zhao Qingmei's Senior Brother, Earth Sect Leader Jiang Renyi.

The cooperation between the Demonic Cult and that person in Yujing City had been agreed upon four years ago, when Zhao Qingmei had not yet become the Sect Master.

In Li Fuzhou's view, both sides' cooperation was like playing with fire; it just depended on which tiger was fiercer. Since that was the case, it was better to use that person's hand to plan their own way forward first.

Zhao Qingmei did not speak. She knew in her Heart-Nature that what Li Fuzhou said was not without reason. The Demonic Cult's desire to make a comeback was not as easy as imagined. If they didn't know how to assess the situation and leverage external forces, even with the Demonic Cult's deep foundation, it would still be a pipe dream.

Li Fuzhou pondered for a moment, then said, "By the way, Renyi already knows everything about your arrival in Great Yan."

"Jiang Renyi knows?"

Zhao Qingmei frowned, "Did you tell him?"

Li Fuzhou shook his head, "The Sect Master instructed me to keep it a secret. I naturally wouldn't tell anyone."

"Then it must be the Vermilion Bird Seat."

Zhao Qingmei's eyes narrowed, her tone very calm.

The four Seats of the Demonic Cult were all top-tier experts, directly subordinate to the Demonic Cult Leader. The Vermilion Bird Seat was even Zhao Qingmei's personal attendant, four years older than her, who had Cultivated martial arts and grown up with Zhao Qingmei since childhood, like sisters.

Seeing this, Li Fuzhou said in a deep voice, "As the Sect Master's personal attendant, the Vermilion Bird Seat is worried about the Sect Master's safety, so reporting the news to Renyi is normal."

Zhao Qingmei usually appeared gentle and demure, like a noble young lady, in front of An Jing, but Li Fuzhou knew that Zhao Qingmei's Heart-Nature was ruthless and her methods decisive, which even left him secretly astounded.

This time, she had defied her orders. Even for the Vermilion Bird Seat, who was like a sister to her, even if she wasn't killed, she might be forced to resign. And now, after several years of recuperation, the Demonic Cult's strength had just recovered somewhat, and they were planning a comeback, which was precisely a time when people were needed.

"I have my own judgment regarding her."

Zhao Qingmei said faintly, "If Jiang Renyi knows, then he knows. Anyway, he would find out sooner or later, and I didn't intend to hide it from anyone."

Li Fuzhou's heart tightened, and he ultimately remained silent.

Zhao Qingmei rubbed her temples and said softly, "Oh, right. If Jiang Renyi wants to come to Great Yan, you must tell me first."

"I understand, but he probably won't come for a while."

Li Fuzhou naturally knew what she was worried about.

By the Yuzhou River.

Beneath the dense green shade of trees were rows of slightly mottled,灰落 white walls. The soft shadows of countless golden willows rippled in the water, and wooden boats glided through the sound of orioles.

On the riverbank, there was the lively laughter of people joking.

In the simple and quiet ancient city, a Phoenix tree's red flowers drifted with the wind, falling into the river.

"Slap!" "Slap!"

Tan Yun squatted at the river's edge, beating clothes with a pounding stick, muttering to herself.

"How can a perfectly living person just disappear?"

Ever since returning from Faxi Temple, she often thought of the Demon Extermination Assembly that day, especially that figure of peerless grace, those familiar eyes.

She didn't know why, but she always secretly compared that Peerless Swordsman to the Young Master.

"Young Master is too mean."

Tan Yun quickly shook her head, pouting, "He only knows how to bully me, making me run errands every day. He's completely incomparable to that Swordsman. At least that person never bullies me."

As she said this, her face flushed. She subconsciously glanced around, and only after confirming no one was there did she breathe a slight sigh of relief.

"Bad Young Master, stinky Young Master!" Tan Yun muttered in a low voice while pounding the clothes, as if the clothes were An Jing himself.

"Miss Tan! Miss Tan!"

Just then, a voice called from afar.

"Hmm?!"

Tan Yun looked in the direction of the voice and saw Han Wenxin running over excitedly, carrying a box of pastries.

What was that kid Han Wenxin doing here?

Tan Yun couldn't help but frown, but quickly pretended as if nothing was wrong.

"I finally found you," Han Wenxin said, running up to her, out of breath.

"Officer Han, why are you here? Are you looking for me for something?" Tan Yun stood up, her wet hands clasped in front of her chest.

So big!

Han Wenxin looked at the surging curves on her chest and immediately felt his little Heart-Nature pound uncontrollably. In his opinion, Tan Yun was definitely a gifted existence. She was already so well-endowed as an unmarried maiden. Based on Han Wenxin's experience…

If she were to get married later, then…

Han Wenxin secretly swallowed, then said, "I was just patrolling earlier, and having nothing to do, I came to Ji Shi Clinic. These are pastries I brought for you on the way, Zhu Ji's Ruyi Pastries, freshly baked."

"Zhu Ji's Ruyi Pastries?"

Seeing this, Tan Yun's large eyes lit up.

Brother An really didn't lie to me.

Han Wenxin was incredibly pleased in his Heart-Nature. To capture a girl's person, one must first capture her stomach.

"The Young Master just bought me these Zhu Ji's Ruyi Pastries the day before yesterday," Tan Yun said, remembering something, and waved her hand in refusal.

Eat during the day, get fat at night.

That's what the Young Master said.

Getting too fat wasn't a good thing, especially since the flesh on her chest had been growing more and more lately. If the Young Master also disliked her, what would she do then? Thinking of this, Tan Yun's resolve became even firmer.

Yes, she absolutely could not eat these Zhu Ji's Ruyi Pastries.

"Ah?"

Han Wenxin was slightly stunned when he heard Tan Yun say this.

"You've had Zhu Ji's Ruyi Pastries, then what about the candied fruit from East City?"

"No, I just ate it the day before yesterday."

"Steamed sweet custard, that's really delicious," Han Wenxin said somewhat unwillingly.

"That's too sweet, I don't want to eat it," Tan Yun said, a little impatiently, unable to bear Han Wenxin's incessant chatter.

Why was this Han Wenxin like a sticky plaster, insisting on bothering her? And at the worst possible time when she was in a bad mood.

"Alright."

Seeing this, Han Wenxin said cautiously, "Then, Miss Tan, is there anything you want to play, any place you want to go, or any small wish you have?"

"A wish? You'll grant all of them?"

Tan Yun glanced at Han Wenxin, her willow brows slightly raised.

"Of course, as long as it's within my ability, even if it means climbing a mountain of swords or descending into a sea of fire, I will not hesitate."

Han Wenxin, seeing this, thought there was a chance and immediately said excitedly.

Tan Yun surveyed Han Wenxin, thought for a moment, and said, "The dog I raised ran away from home this morning after I beat it. Can you be my dog for a few days?"

Han Wenxin: "…"

Thanks to Mu Feng M for the reward. The editor said the reading retention data is a bit low. The bus to kindergarten is about to depart, everyone line up and quickly get on board!!!