Chapter 345 Li Xiangyi is Worthy

Are you serious?

"Of course, Lan Yan is my witness. I'll help you solve the case, and you shouldn't ruin my reputation outside. After all, as an itinerant doctor, reputation is still very important."

Lan Yan sat at the table without speaking, silently listening to how Fang Duobing, who had been furious, was completely bewildered by Li Lianhua. This was also why he liked to travel with naive people; they were easy to fool.

“Brother Lan, I certainly believe you.”

Fang Duobing scrutinized Li Lianhua again, but ultimately, out of trust in Lan Yan and because he was somewhat persuaded by Li Lianhua's words, he decided to temporarily set aside his grudge against this fake doctor.

"Wait, how do you know that the leader of the Lingshan Sect was murdered?"

Fang Duobing suddenly grasped the key point, looked at Li Lianhua with a questioning gaze, and his hand holding the sword was itching to strike.

Li Lianhua looked at him hesitantly, then replied, "The sect leader of the Lingshan Sect bought some tonics from me before..."

Fang Duobing looked puzzled.

"It's the kind of medicine that helps nourish the body."

"Cough cough..."

Lan Yan accidentally choked on his tea, and the two of them turned around at the same time, looking at him with concern.

Are you alright?

Lan Yan waved his hand, a helpless smile playing on his lips. "In public, you can actually speak a little quieter."

"ah?"

Fang Duobing subconsciously turned around, but the people at the next few tables pulled back their ears and pretended to be busy: "Eat your food, eat your food."

The table was completely empty, not even a plate. The waiter who came to serve the food was taken aback. Were they that hungry? It seemed he would have to urge the chef.

"No problem."

Finding nothing, the carefree Fang Duobing stared at Lan Yan with wide, expectant eyes. Li Lianhua sighed helplessly and couldn't help but tease Lan Yan, "Sometimes I wonder if you have a third eye."

Lan Yan touched his brow and raised an eyebrow slightly: "How do you know I didn't?"

Fang Duobing felt that Lan Yan was using a joke to defuse the awkwardness. While admiring his magnanimity, he couldn't help but glare at Li Lianhua. "A traveling doctor, huh? How come you have no compassion for a doctor at all? You just keep poking at people's sore spots."

Fang Duobing's expression was so easy to understand that even Li Lianhua found it amusing. That's why he's called a greenhorn. Does Lan Yan mind that he looks blind?

Looking at his carefree demeanor, Li Lianhua sometimes wondered if his blindness had come at just the right time, because he simply didn't want to open his eyes!

"Let's get down to business!" The considerate Fang Duobing decided to avoid this painful topic, and then glared at Li Lianhua. Remembering Lan Yan's reminder, he added, "Keep your voice down."

Li Lianhua had no choice but to lower her voice in agreement: "In short, he has been delaying paying the money he owes me. Think about it, how could someone who owes me even five taels of silver be willing to give up such a fortune to ascend to heaven?"

Fang Duobing hadn't reacted yet, but the people at the next table who had been eavesdropping couldn't help but nod in agreement. That makes sense.

Lan Yan curled his lips into a smile. Sure enough, no world can escape gossip. Li Lianhua is truly a master of spreading rumors; hopefully, the reputation of the Lingshan Sect Leader won't become too exaggerated.

"I'll reluctantly trust you and we can cooperate, but you have to follow my orders."

"Of course, I am, after all, a quack doctor who can't even kill a chicken."

"Ahem..." Lan Yan coughed twice more, and when the two looked over, he raised his teacup in acknowledgment, "This tea is quite good."

"Really? Let me try it." Fang Duobing didn't think much of it, picked up the teacup and took a sip. His innocent and silly appearance made Li Lianhua feel a little reluctant to lie to him.

"This tea is so-so. Brother Lan, since you like tea, when I get back I'll get you some of my father's treasured tea to try."

"You are truly your father's good son."

Li Lianhua looked at Fang Duobing, who was displaying his peacock-like arrogance, and couldn't help but complain. Fang Duobing didn't see anything wrong with it: "Of course, what's mine is my dad's..."

"You're so generous!"

"Of course I'm generous!"

"Yes, it's not very generous of us to eat and drink Lan Yan's food."

"You talk as if you, this fake doctor, paid for it. If you're so capable, you pay for this meal!"

"Then I'm just incompetent..."

"Smack!"

Just as the two were arguing, the storyteller in the center of the tavern appeared, slamming his gavel and instantly attracting everyone's attention.

"Today, let's talk about Li Xiangyi, the number one swordsman in the world..."

Upon hearing this, the three people at the table fell silent, each with a different expression.

Fang Duobing proudly raised his head, his eyes fixed intently on the storyteller; while Li Lianhua blinked, losing interest in teasing the fool, the smile on her lips fading, as if she had grown tired of hearing it, and said: "Always talking about Li Xiangyi, is Li Xiangyi really that good?"

“Li Xiangyi is of course excellent!” Fang Duobing argued forcefully. “He is the best in the world, and he founded the Four Gazes Sect…”

“Alright, alright,” Li Lianhua interrupted him. “I’ve heard these stories for years. Can’t you come up with something new? Tell me something else.”

"I think it's great."

Lan Yan suddenly spoke, his fingers gently rubbing the cup, a faint smile on his face. But Li Lianhua inexplicably sensed a sadness emanating from him.

“Right?” Fang Duobing, who hadn’t found anything, enthusiastically recommended to Lan Yan, “Who wouldn’t like Li Xiangyi? The fake doctor has no taste. Brother Lan, let’s listen together.”

"OK."

Lan Yan chuckled, while Li Lianhua, who had been expressing impatience, fell silent. Rather than listening quietly, she was more focused on Lan Yan's reactions.

Is it just my imagination? He seems quite interested in Li Xiangyi.

"The battle in the East China Sea was a fierce and bloody affair. The leader of the Golden Mandarin Duck Alliance, Di Feisheng, and Li Xiangyi were both severely injured and fell into the East China Sea."

It is said that after the great battle, the Golden Mandarin Duck Alliance searched the East Sea for Di Feisheng's whereabouts. However, the Si Gu Sect, which Li Xiangyi founded, split up at this time...

"Crack!"

"Brother Lan!" Fang Duobing looked down in horror and saw that the broken teacup shards in Lan Yan's hand had pierced his hand, causing it to bleed profusely. He couldn't help but worry, "Li Lianhua, quick!"

Lan Yan managed a weak smile: "I'm fine, I was just a little excited."

"Open your hands."

Li Lianhua, with a stern face, grabbed Lan Yan's hand and used the wound medicine and gauze she carried with her to bandage him.

"I'm really fine, I'm sorry to have worried you."

"When I first heard this, I was just as excited as you, Brother Lan. I understand your feelings for Li Xiangyi, but we still need to be careful..."

Fang Duobing kept nagging and persuading, and Lan Yan nodded obediently. However, he hadn't heard Li Lianhua's voice, so he couldn't help but call out, "Huahua?"

Li Lianhua didn't speak, but quickly finished bandaging him before raising her head, her expression complex, as if asking a question or murmuring, "Was it worth it?"

Lan Yan chuckled: "Li Xiangyi is worth it, but Si Gu Men is not."