Chapter 9: Brand new and steamy

The man didn't stare at the young man. He kept looking at the other two guards, with a puzzled look on his face: "Why is there fire?"

…

Tu Xing trotted out of the door and shouted loudly to the people beside the carriage:

"There's a fire inside. I suspect it was started by pagans. Put out the fire!"

Then, he lowered his voice and said, "Your Majesty and Celilda are both on the second floor. Save the women and children first."

The crowd was in an uproar. They didn't recognize Tu Xing, but then the guards ran out from behind and howled:

"Didn't we call for help? Why are you just standing there?!"

At this moment, everyone began to move around in panic, like headless flies.

In the midst of this chaos, a figure quietly walked out, unnoticed by anyone.

After walking three streets in a row, the young man slowed down and recalled the place Amina had mentioned earlier.

It seems... No. 611 Feilinan Street?

Tu Xing asked on the roadside and pointed to walk a distance.

Finally, he stopped in front of a coffee shop, his face full of surprise. He confirmed that the door number was Feilinan 611, looked straight inside, and walked in.

A salesperson came over, and the woman said with a warm smile, "What would you like to drink? Sit here."

Tu Xing: "I'm looking for Amina."

The woman's smile faded, and she gestured, "This way."

Then she shouted inside: "Amina, someone is looking for you."

A female voice with a strong voice came from inside, "Hey! Here I come."

A young woman in casual clothes walked out of the middle door and looked at the young man with a look of surprise on her face: "Oh! Come here, this way."

Tu Xing smiled and followed her to the second floor.

In a separate small attic room, the two sat facing each other, with a black round table between them.

Amina brought two glasses of water and placed them on the table. "It came much faster than I expected. Did you try it?"

Tu Xing lowered his eyes and looked at the water. This time, his mouth was really dry.

He picked it up and poured it into his mouth. There was no need for the other party to do anything. If he really put something in it, it would be his own bad luck.

He gulped down half the cup and gently placed it on the table.

Answer: "They started a fire and blamed it on the pagans. They are busy putting out the fire and probably don't have the interest to continue that kind of thing."

The main thing that was on his mind was that if Celilda discovered that something was missing, she would definitely have someone search for it, which would also affect the Sultan's behavior to a certain extent.

Tu Xing hoped that the items he took would be valuable and rare enough, and preferably magical items.

Amina shrugged. "Not necessarily."

She stood up and walked to the window, looking out. After two or three minutes, she walked back and sat down with a look of surprise on her face.

"The fire is quite big, and no one has come after us yet. They don't know it's you."

Tu Xing frowned, then relaxed his brows in an instant, repeating in a controlled tone, "It was pushed onto the pagans. They didn't see what happened."

Amina scratched her head and said, "Oh, I see." She muted the sound tactfully.

Tu Xing: "Where are you taking me? Here? You said I won't be disappointed."

The woman leaned forward when she heard this question, folded her arms on the table, and said seriously:

"I'd like to introduce you to Walid, a businessman. Don't underestimate him. He's a very large businessman. At his level, he's like the mayor of a small town."

"He is very interested in magic, but he is disgusted by your Majesty's actions."

When she said this, her voice was low and filled with excitement, similar to the excitement of finally being able to share a secret that had been held back.

"He has a daughter who followed His Majesty half a year ago, and then..."

After waiting for two seconds without any follow-up, Tu Xing opened his eyes and asked, "Result?"

Amina: "The details are vague. He doesn't have any children. Rumor has it that His Majesty is impotent, a psychopath, and enjoys watching others have sex."

Tu Xing looked at the woman in silence, listening to a secret that did not interest him.

The corners of his mouth twitched as he asked, "And?"

Amina: "He once ordered his daughter and a minister to conceive... She did succeed in getting pregnant, but she miscarried after three months. That's all I know."

The young man frowned, as if sighing, "Your circle is really messed up."

"Where are they? Is today a good day for an introduction? I'd like to find a place to rest for the day."

Amina glanced out the window, then scanned the young man's body. "Change your clothes. I'm afraid someone might be following you. A different look will make it harder to recognize you. Then I'll take you to see him."

"Okay." Tu Xing was very decisive this time.

This is exactly what he urgently wants. Not only is he worried about being followed by people from Sudan, but he is also worried about being followed by people from the other side.

Now is undoubtedly a good time to remove the disguise of appearance.

Amina stood up and found a coat here, "Just make do for now. I'll take a piece of thread to measure your height and waist and go buy you a coat."

"Even if your clothes are clean, they are still tattered. Walid will definitely think I am trying to trick him by introducing a beggar."

The young man's expression changed, as he heard that it was Walid who was actively looking for people to do the work.

"Okay, thank you."

Amina pointed inside. "Go wash first. Clothes shopping will only take five minutes."

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Eight minutes later, the young man looked brand new, with some steam rising from his face.

He wore a simple white robe with a silver-green slanting cape on the outside, which slanted from the left shoulder to the right waist. The edge of the slanting cape had neat dark green tassels hanging down.

Amina stood there dumbfounded, blinking back to reality, "No, you're not that pretty and young, are you?"

"You fucked a man who's only in his thirties or forties?"