Chapter 68

The previous incident happened very suddenly. When the constable arrived, the teahouse collapsed again. The door on the first floor was directly blocked by miscellaneous things. Judging from the situation, it seemed that there was a danger of collapse again at any time.

After the leader got off his horse, he stood at the side of the street and looked inside. His disappointing brother was lying on the ground motionless, wearing only his underwear, with a beam on top of him.

"Check it for me, I want to know what happened!" He even took off my clothes, which bastard did this?

There were many shops and stalls around, and the subordinates quickly learned the news that the master wanted to know: "Master, after the Third Master entered the teahouse, he ran to the high platform and ordered the storyteller Xiao Tan to change his story. Then, with a loud bang, the building began to collapse, and the people inside were in chaos. In the end, only the Third Master could not escape..."

"Didn't get out? How could he not get out?" Although Third Uncle Shen wasn't good at either literature or martial arts, he was very skilled at escaping. Even the eldest brother, in his rage, had to work hard to catch his younger brother. How could such a person die in an accident?

"They said they didn't know. It was so chaotic at that time that no one cared about others." The servant lowered his head tremblingly: "But I think this must be related to the teahouse! Otherwise, they wouldn't have run away without leaving anyone behind!" Moreover, so many people ran out, but only Master Shen San didn't run out. The collapsed teahouse only hit Master Shen San. Even if it was a coincidence, this was too much of a coincidence, right?

"Oh, teahouse...where are the clothes?"

The servant quickly raised his head and gestured vigorously with his hands and feet: "It was taken away by the thugs hired by the Third Master! Someone saw it with their own eyes! It was those thugs from North Street, and the one leading them was named Lei."

"Where is he then?"

"It seems like he escaped from the city..."

"Damn it!"

If this were a martial arts TV series, it would have finished an episode by now… Bei Qiao poured her third cup of tea onto the treetops outside the window and watched as the Canghai Sect leader, downstairs, furiously kicked one of his men before giving the others a few instructions and, with a stern face, tossing the reins and riding away. Thus ended the accident. As for what would happen next, she had no idea.

"It seems that the previous judgment was wrong." Bei Qiao retracted his gaze and stood up to pay the bill: Judging from his appearance, this leader is not a good person, so why would the official open an inn near Canghai Sect?

Bei Qiao was certain that Uncle Shen's death was linked to the teahouse, but he wasn't sure if anyone else had been involved. The old storyteller's sudden departure, the waiter's sudden disappearance, and the Guatian Teahouse, left open and unattended—all these suspicious circumstances told everyone that the teahouse had a hand in this incident, and didn't care if anyone knew it. If he was right, the teahouse had been abandoned.

"Today's melon is pretty good, much more interesting than the martial arts conference." Bei Qiao pulled up his sleeves and took a look. "Forget it, let's stop here for today. I have to go back to do the laundry." How could a rich person, if he had the means, walk around the streets in dirty clothes? It didn't fit his character.

"Sister, do you have something to talk to me about?" In the Canghai Sect, because the leader had thrown the matter to him, Shen Yuan had been busy in the house for most of the afternoon, and when he was called out, he still had a headache and dizziness.

"Brother, please sit down first." Shen Yu brought a cup of tea to Shen Yuan, watched him moisten his throat, and sat down opposite him: "Third uncle is in trouble."

"Something happened? His Qinggong is not weak, how could he not run away?" Shen Yuan put down the teacup in his hand in surprise.

"It's weird, isn't it? Dad looked really bad when he first came back. You better not bump into him..."

"What did you bump into? Are you afraid that I will come to punish you?" The head of the sect walked in from outside and looked at Chen Yuan with a cold face: "Yuan'er, what did you say when you met yesterday?"

"Godfather?"

"father?"

The head of the sect, who had just returned from the teahouse, suddenly attacked Shen Yuan for some unknown reason, threatening to deprive him of his control over the Canghai Sect without further explanation. Shen Yuan tried to defend himself, but the head of the sect told him directly that if he didn't hand over the token and account book, he would treat Shen Yuan as a suspect in the murder of Uncle Shen San and hand him over to the authorities.

Seeing the Sect Master's insistence, Shen Yuan said nothing more. Without anyone's urging, he neatly took out the token from his sleeve and placed it on the table: "The account books are all in the room." Whether he was reused in the past or abandoned now, he always had a calm expression, without any grievance or begging for mercy, nor any fear or hesitation.

"Hmph!" The headmaster always admired this calmness, but now, seeing it, he was furious: The person is dead, and you are not sad at all? Sure enough, he is not your biological child!

Shen Yuan: Judging from his expression, the Sect Leader is probably unhappy with my reaction. But so what? Third Uncle Shen deserves death, and not applauding him to his face is already giving the Sect Leader face. Those tenants who were oppressed by him, after hearing this news, will probably tighten their belts and scrape together some money to set off firecrackers.

After getting the things, the leader turned away and walked outside. His originally furious expression gradually calmed down and he began to issue orders to the outside.

Shen Yu followed behind the headmaster, looking at the headmaster's gradually calm eyes, as if he had confirmed something, and then turned back to look at Shen Yuan in the room: It only took four years for him to develop to a level that his father could not tolerate, which was really amazing.

Although Chen Yuan, who had surrendered the token, was still the headmaster's adopted son, his treatment and status within the Canghai Sect changed in an instant. Upon hearing the news, those who were usually suppressed by him and could not cause trouble rushed to him and mocked him, but the headmaster ignored them and continued to deal with the matters of the martial arts conference.

Shen Yuan didn't care, but he also felt that these people were too noisy. He simply gave his servants a few days off, closed the door on the spot, and began to pack his luggage in the room. He also sent a message to the outside world on the forum. No one in the Canghai Sect knew that Shen Yuan, the adopted son of the leader, was actually a gamer, and now he planned to change his place of play.

As night fell, Shen Yuan tied his bag to his back and left Canghai Sect alone through the main gate. No one knew that he was planning to leave completely this time, except...

"Will you come back after you leave this time?" Shen Yu stood quietly at the intersection two streets away, with a bored-looking little maid standing beside him. It was unknown how long he had been waiting.

“…”

“I knew it.” Shen Yu took a small bundle from the little maid’s arms, walked over and threw it at Shen Yuan, and pulled a jade pendant from his waist: “Have a safe journey, no one will stop you.”

Shen Yuan: “…”

"Let's go!" Shen Yu pushed Shen Yuan from behind.

"...Well, goodbye, take care." After all this preparation, it turns out that he came here for the jade pendant.

After bowing to Shen Yu, Shen Yuan flew up and stepped on the nearby rooftops to fly out of Langyu City. Shen Yu watched him leave, put the jade pendant he had snatched in his purse, and turned back to go home: "Let's go, what are you doing?"

"Miss, you, you don't like the young master, do you..." When Shen Yu reached out to grab the jade pendant, the little maid was so shocked that her jaw dropped. She was in a panic, not knowing what to do.

"Like him? What nonsense are you talking about?" Shen Yu squinted at her. "Watch your mouth. Just make sure I'm safe. Don't worry about anything else." Love? Oh, with power, wouldn't these things be easy to get?

"Oh." The little maidservant shut her mouth obediently: Okay, you give me the money, and whatever you say is right, except for deducting money.

After getting the jade pendant, Shen Yu went to visit the confidants of Shen Yuan that she knew that night, and told them that Shen Yuan had left. At the same time, she expressed her goodwill and hoped that if there was a chance in the future, they would support her.

The confidants glanced meaningfully at the jade pendant hanging around Shen Yu's waist and gave her a clear look in return. As for taking sides, they did not promise anything. After all, in addition to Shen Yuan, the most promising adopted son, the head of the sect also had several sons. Shen Yu, the daughter, was the weakest among them and did not see the value of loyalty for the time being.

After chatting with these confidants for a long time, Shen Yu ultimately failed to win over any of them. She wasn't discouraged by this, but the offensive looks a few of them gave her made her particularly angry: "Aren't they confidants? These guys are just hooligans!"

Chen Yuan: They're not saints, so they're bound to have some issues that others can't stand. I'm not recruiting him as my brother-in-law, so as long as he's useful, sensible, and willing to be disciplined, I'll keep him. As long as I'm around, they can't cause any trouble. If I'm forced to leave, then even if they do, it won't be my business.

"Miss, do you want me to help you teach him a lesson?" The little maid rolled up her sleeves: I hate hooligans the most!

"No, I want him to spit out everything he got from Canghai Sect!" Shen Yu returned to the house angrily and asked the maid to spread paper and grind ink. He planned to sort out the names of these gangster confidants and find an excuse to send them to the headmaster father: There can't be two tigers in one mountain. It is absolutely impossible for the father to keep the people who are easy for Shen Yuan to use.

While Shen Yu was pondering how to properly deliver the list to the headmaster, Shen Yuan had already left the city overnight amidst the surprised gazes of the soldiers guarding the city. After running about half a mile southeast, he saw the man waiting to pick him up in a car under a large tree.

After taking the clothes from the man and putting them on, and then tearing off the disguise on his face, Shen Yuan transformed himself into a merchant on the road, and took a carriage back to Langyu City through the previous city gate.

It was too late now. If he were in modern times with highways everywhere, he would dare to drive at night, but this was a strange world without cars and highways. For safety reasons, it would be better to stay in an inn in Langyu City for one night and set off tomorrow.

"Finally, I can get a good night's sleep..."