Chapter 192

When the waiter went upstairs again, he brought the teahouse owner with him. Where was the old man in the private room? The waiter muttered to himself, "That's not right. I didn't see anyone leaving from here. Which way did they take?"

The shopkeeper saw that there was only one person left in the box. He knew this person. They had chatted for a few minutes before and they were quite familiar with each other.

The shopkeeper, with his big belly and a round face, smiled and walked up to Wang Yuqing. He shamelessly asked, "Mr. Wang, do you know who that gentleman was? He's so wealthy, but he's an old friend you met out of town. I don't know his family background. If I've been inconsiderate, please forgive me."

"What do you mean by forgiveness? If you can't afford to offend me, then I can. Let me give you a piece of advice. If you see it, go as far away as possible and don't go near it. Otherwise, you won't know how you died." Of course, Wang Yuqing couldn't reveal the identity of the big monster. Since people just wanted to go down the mountain to take a look, there was no need to make a big fuss. He just wanted to make the people in Jiangcheng afraid and stay away from it. It was also his good intention to avoid getting into trouble.

He saw the big monster sitting there in front of him without moving, then it slowly became transparent, and finally disappeared completely. In just a few seconds, the other party's identity as a monster was revealed again.

He picked up the gold ingots on the table, looked at them, put them back in his arms, and took out a few large ones from his arms and gave them to the shopkeeper: "This is the reward money."

Wang Yuqing patted the gold ingots in his arms. He was really generous. It would be better to give himself a discount than to give the shopkeeper a discount. At least it would give him more funds for his activities.

The shopkeeper looked at the gold ingots that were put into the man's arms. Why did he feel that he had suffered a loss? He glared at the waiter and said, "You went to give me some tips, but you didn't ask me to wait here. What if the gold ingots were originally meant for the teahouse? This man is so generous."

Wang Yuqing went downstairs with the gold ingots in his pocket. At the first floor staircase, he saw the troupe leader and the young man in green clothes waiting there. He kindly approached them and said, "Don't wait any longer. Everyone has left. Go back and recuperate. When you are ready to perform, the master will definitely come to listen."

The squad leader bowed and scraped, smiling flatteringly as he inquired, "I wonder who that gentleman is..."

"Why are you asking so many questions? This reward is enough to support your troupe for the next 10 years. Let this person..." Wang Yuqing didn't even know the name of this female role singer.

"Yuan Caidie, my name is Yuan Caidie." The troupe owner quickly reported his stage name.

"Oh." Wang Yuqing wasn't interested in the man's name. He didn't have the time to waste on such amusements, but he still had to say something, since this matter involved a monster: "Tell everyone to take good care of this colorful butterfly. Don't treat him harshly. If anything happens to him, it won't be a matter of whether your team can survive, but a matter of life and death."

"Yes, yes..., thank you for the reminder." The team saw this huge reward money, they were greedy for money and thought they had made a fortune. They were awakened by a sentence and realized that those who were generous were not ordinary people. They were now a small opera troupe in the Nine Popularities. In addition to carefully agreeing, they were also trembling with fear even to be favored.

Wang Yuqing was about to leave when the green-dressed Caidie stopped him: "Excuse me, sir, what does that gentleman mean?"

The voice was clear and bright, which attracted Wang Yuqing to take a few more glances. He did not have the delicate and artificial manners of those female singers. He was just a handsome young man.

Yuan Caidie started singing opera lately. His mother was an opera singer brought home by a merchant. When their family fell into poverty, the man he called father wanted to sell his mother. In the end, he sold himself to take his mother away from that family. Then there was a new opera singer in Jiangcheng's Xinyue Troupe.

Although he also sang the role of a female character, he still had the youthful spirit in him. He was extremely opposed to those trends. Although he knew that it might be unavoidable, he still felt unwilling to do so.

Wang Yuqing probably understood what he meant, but he looked the man up and down and shook his head, obviously thinking that this man's appearance was just acceptable. After all, the other monster in the big monster's house was a fox spirit, very beautiful, with white hair, white skin, white eyes and white clothes. Just one glance at her that night made her feel moved, although the monster had never looked at them directly.

"That gentleman just hired a troupe to watch an opera. Don't think too much about it. Heal your wounds and sing well for him. That man doesn't care about the colors of this world." Wang Yuqing shook his head, touched the gold ingots in his arms and left the teahouse. He was very happy to make a profit today. Sure enough, his feeling at that time was right. The monster was a good monster. It looked scary, but it was just to scare people.

What on earth was this supposed to mean? Yuan Caidie was even more bewildered. If he hadn't taken a fancy to her, why would he spend so much money on her? She reached out to support her forehead when she felt the wound from the ingot, and gasped in pain.

The class leader quickly pulled down his hand: "Don't touch it, don't touch it. Let's go and find the best doctor. Don't leave any scars. You are very valuable now. You are much more valuable than that show." The class leader did not forget to pull down the pillar of another class at this time.

It didn't take long for this matter to spread throughout Jiangcheng. The first rumor was that a big shot with a powerful identity and background had come to Jiangcheng. It was hard to say how powerful he was, but everyone knew that he should not be provoked, or he would lose his head.

The second rumor is that the new pillar of the Crescent Moon Class is a beauty, but a troublemaker. Just when she first appeared on the stage, she was given dozens of taels of gold by that big shot. It was gold, not silver.

The whole process was widely rumored. Everyone was extremely curious about this mainstay of the Crescent Moon Troupe, but they didn't know where they could go to see him. I heard that the performer for the performance three days later had been replaced. After all, it was normal for someone who was booked not to show up in public.

Jiangcheng is not very big, so Lu Daju walked along the main streets and then went back. He felt a little guilty looking at the open vermilion gate. Rong Zhou didn't let him go out for fear that it would change history.

But it's really boring. Rong Zhou can still find something to do, such as sensing the energy he left on the stone body, or looking for a way to return to the previous world. After all, his daughter is still there.

Lu Daju had nothing to do, so he just stared blankly, blankly, and blankly. When he couldn't stand it anymore, he sneaked out.

Even though I was mentally prepared, when I walked in and saw Rong Zhou sitting in the yard drinking tea, I still didn't want to go in.

"I'm back." Rong Zhou's voice was flat, and the four of them were silent.

"Yes, listen to my explanation." Even if his tone was calm, Lu Daju knew he was angry and tried to save himself: "Do you know who I saw when I went out today? You will never guess."