The thatched hut was gone, the bamboo grove was destroyed, only Biluo's tombstone remained. The group tidied up Biluo's grave briefly, paid their respects once more, and then left. They were now seated in a room at an inn in Kyoto.

"Father, Mother, why do we have to come back here?" Nine-Tailed Fox asked, puzzled. They had just left, so why were they coming back?

“Shiliting is no longer suitable for you. They say that true hermits live in the city, so it’s better for us to come to Kyoto.” Qianchen explained simply, “Kyoto has a large population, making it easier to hide. Besides, since you’re going to live in this era, you have to adapt to it.”

"I...I want to go back..." The Nine-Tails, who had been unwilling to speak and reopen its wounds, finally spoke up.

"You want to go back for revenge?" Leng Yue wasn't surprised. After all, who wouldn't want to take revenge after experiencing something like that?

"I...I want to see if I can go back in time and change my family's fate." Nine-Tailed bit her lip. She had heard what Leng Yue said yesterday, and the temptation of defying fate was immense for her.

"But even we might not be able to take you back to the past, right?" In the past, Leng Yue could have tried to help Jiuwei, but ever since the Anywhere Door became the Willful Door, she has become a child without a destination!

"No matter what, I will try!" Nine-Tails said with great determination. "I am willing to give up all my cultivation to go back to before the tragedy happened, protect my family, and change the fate of our whole family."

"What are you planning to do? I mean, when you go back, are you planning to make that scumbag fall in love with you and then cruelly dump him? Or are you going to spend your life torturing yourself and your heart with him?" Having seen too much, Leng Yue didn't want Jiuwei to go to extremes. Cause and effect are cyclical; for someone like Jiuwei, being able to start over is already an immense stroke of luck.

Nine-Tailed Fox smiled and said, "Mother, I know what you're afraid of. Don't worry, I just hope to never see that scumbag again. If he provokes me again, I'll make sure he suffers a terrible death."

"Yes, that's right." Leng Yue nodded. "There are a thousand ways for a girl to get revenge on a scumbag, but the best way is to make him penniless and suffer all kinds of hardships. Then, you should flaunt your beauty in front of him every day, making him so angry that he can't do anything to you!"

"Yes, yes, I plan to bankrupt him first, and then have him dumped by the person he likes. I want to make him a complete loser, someone he can never recover from. At the same time, I want him to watch me live a carefree and happy life, watching the person he loves laugh in someone else's arms. I want him to feel both physical and emotional torment, and to see no hope whatsoever!" The more Nine-Tailed Fox spoke, the brighter her eyes became, as if she could already see the scumbag's fate.

“Yes, yes, that’s my daughter!” Leng Yue’s eyes lit up. “I can’t stand those kinds of girls who say they want to get revenge on scumbags, but then they’re all all lovey-dovey with them. The most unbelievable thing is that they can still be in a loving relationship with such people, have children, and live a happy life together! I really don’t understand the thought process of those kinds of people!”

Leng Yue held Jiuwei's hand, and the two sat on the bed, chatting enthusiastically. "I'm warning you, if you follow the example of those brainless female protagonists, I'll go back and take you away, then throw you in some godforsaken place to reflect on your actions for the rest of your life."

"How could I?" Nine-Tailed Fox raised an eyebrow. "Mother, do you really think I'm stupid? I won't throw myself into this! When I get back, I'll make money first, bring down that scumbag and his family, and then find a more handsome, richer, and kinder man to date. Then I'll hang around that scumbag every day and make him furious!"

"Okay, okay, that's great, that's awesome!" Leng Yue was overjoyed. "I want to send you back right now!"

"Is that not allowed?" The Nine-Tails' eyes lit up and then dimmed.

“The Anywhere Door is so capricious. It thinks we still have things to do and won’t take us with it.” Leng Yue shook her head.

"Alright, then I'll cultivate diligently and strive to challenge the world's richest man when I get back!" Nine-Tails encouraged himself.

Qian Chen sighed more and more as he listened; these two were insane. He just felt that while their idea was good, whether it could be realized was another matter entirely.

Nine-Tails already said that the other person is the world's richest man. How could she, a girl with no power or influence, really possibly defeat him? Qian Chen didn't know that the Nine-Tails he spoke of as powerless and without influence was actually the daughter of a certain country's president. How could she be powerless and without influence?

Of course, these are all things that happened later, and Qianchen doesn't know them, and probably never will.

Watching the two girls sitting cross-legged on the bed, chatting animatedly, Qian Chen shook his head and gently pushed open the door to leave. Since neither girl was paying him any attention, he figured he might as well go out for a stroll. He'd come the night before and hadn't seen anything. So he decided to take advantage of today to experience the local customs and culture of Kyoto.

The streets were bustling with people, with various vendors setting up stalls and people browsing the market, all jostling each other in a lively atmosphere.

After walking for a while, Qianchen saw a teahouse ahead, and inside was a storyteller telling tales. Seeing that there were quite a few listeners, Qianchen decided not to push forward and wanted to find another teahouse to sit in for a while.

Just as he was about to leave, he faintly heard the storyteller mention the words "Imperial Preceptor." So Qianchen turned back, pushed through the crowd, and found that there were plenty of empty seats inside the teahouse. He then found a table not far from the storyteller and sat down.

Qianchen ordered a pot of tea and a plate of peanuts. The owner who served him the tea was very happy and kept saying that Qianchen was a good person, and none of the onlookers wanted to drink the tea.

Qianchen smiled, thinking to himself that this was why there were empty seats. These listeners were quite interesting; they preferred to stand far outside the teahouse rather than sit inside, just to listen to the story without paying.

The storyteller's narration was captivating, and whenever he reached an exciting part, the audience would applaud and cheer loudly. Even after the storyteller finished his story, the audience lingered, reluctant to leave.

Finally, the teahouse owner invited the audience in for a cup of tea, and they quickly waved goodbye and left. The teahouse owner shook his head and smiled wryly, "Look at these people, sigh! Business is tough!"

Seeing everyone leave, Qianchen paid and prepared to leave as well. However, upon seeing the storyteller, she called over the shopkeeper and handed him a certain amount of silver ingots, saying, "Shopkeeper, this is for the storyteller to have some tea. I don't want to cause any misunderstanding, so please pass it on to him."

The shopkeeper's eyes lit up when he saw Yuanbao. "What brings you here, sir?"

"I meant nothing by it; I simply admire your talent, sir. I hope you will convey this to the owner." After saying this, Qian Chen clasped his hands in a fist and smiled at the storyteller, then said to the owner, "Farewell!"

The shopkeeper, holding the gold ingot, watched Qian Chen disappear into the crowd. He shook his head, "It's true what they say, 'Three years without business, then three years of feasting!' The rich are just different!"

The storyteller's income was split 30/70 with the teahouse owner, making the teahouse owner the biggest winner. However, Qianchen didn't care about that; he just wanted to leave an impression on the storyteller so he could earn more next time…