Troublemaking

"What did you encounter on the road? Why are you so slow?!" A young boy in a red robe pinched his cheek and asked with a smile.

But actually—he was angry.

Liu Linfeng never imagined that he would meet such a remarkable person in such a remote place as his hometown. He must have been incredibly lucky; his ancestors must have burned incense for him, and he'd been blessed with good fortune his whole life.

"Xiao Yu, don't be angry. I didn't get the item, but at least I brought my life back. I met a very strong person on the way, and he chased me. I kept running away, but I had no choice but to go back here first and wait it out for now."

Xing Yu pursed her lips and looked to the side. She carefully examined his face; it was somewhat pale. She said angrily, "Why don't you explain? We didn't do anything wrong."

Liu Linfeng laughed and said, "What's there to explain? He chased me because I attacked him first. He asked me what I wanted. Is that something I should tell him? No, even if I tell you, I can't let an outsider benefit from it. What do you call that? That's called keeping the good stuff within the family."

Xing Yu looked at him coldly, "You alchemist, what valuable things do you have? You say you don't want your wealth to go to outsiders, but why don't you look in the mirror and see how much class you have?"

Liu Linfeng stroked his hair and said, "I have medicine. I can treat people and make money. These days, doctors make a lot of money, okay? When we have money, I'll take you to buy some delicious food!"

Xing Yu looked him up and down, her tone a little sour, "Go buy yourself a nice outfit first."

In stark contrast to his previous defiant demeanor towards Yan Tianhua, Liu Linfeng was now as gentle as a breeze. Xing Yu also retracted his outward claws. Suddenly, Liu Linfeng thought of something and became very excited.

He reached into his waistband and untied the money from his bag, his voice filled with joy, "We alchemists can make a lot of money too, look!"

Until Xing Yu emptied the bag, it was full of stones.

Xing Yu: "...This is money? What are you doing, Abstract Bro!"

Liu Linfeng's smile gradually froze. He seemed to be thinking of someone, and his expression immediately turned unpleasant.

A surge of anger welled up inside him. "My money! My hard work! You just wait, if I don't get my hands on you, I'm not Liu Linfeng!!!"

Xing Yu couldn't bear to look at Liu Linfeng's erratic behavior, so he stood up, patted his head, and said earnestly, "Don't be angry, I have a way."

Liu Linfeng: "...Xiao Yu, can you stop touching my hair? It seems to be standing on end."

"No."

"Oh, you say no, then no." Liu Linfeng put Xing Yu down.

...

Chi Wangyue looked at the Jinshangtianhua steamed bun shop and sat down in a seat in the back. The proprietress was a plump young woman with a somewhat deep voice. She asked, "Young master, what flavor of steamed buns would you like? How many?"

"I'd like scallion and pork filling, give me three first." Chi Wangyue watched as the proprietress readily agreed, and she quickly retrieved three large steamed buns from a plate.

Chi Wangyue took a bite directly.

"Thank you," he said between bites, his words slightly muffled. But the proprietress gave him a warm smile. Chi Wangyue immediately adopted the demeanor of a shy young boy.

Yan Tianhua tapped the table lightly. Before the servant arrived, he went to the steamed bun shop across the street, ordered a few at random, and spotted Chi Wangyue's seat in the crowd. He walked over and sat down.

Hearing the noise, Chi Wangyue looked up and froze. Yan Tianhua's heart softened the moment she saw him in that stunned state.

He asked softly, "Are you full?" Yan Tianhua wasn't hungry; he had already abstained from grains. At that moment, he looked at Chi Wangyue in front of him, pushed the plate in front of him aside, and Chi Wangyue picked up the filling he liked and ate it bite by bite.

When Yan Tianhua arrived, she found the landlady at the front desk and settled accounts with Chi Wangyue along with his money. Then they could leave directly.

Before the servant brought the tea, Yan Tianhua brought Chi Wangyue over. Chi Wangyue looked at him with a somewhat complicated expression.

The servant arrived, moving slowly, carrying several pots of "the finest tea".

"Sir, your order has arrived. And who is this gentleman?"

Yan Tianhua said coldly, "Don't ask questions you shouldn't ask."

The servant immediately smiled obsequiously, "Yes, sir, I won't do it again."

Yan Tianhua casually glanced at the clouds outside the window. Against the blue sky, the clouds were peeled away layer by layer, like a 3D effect with multiple layers superimposed.

His tone was generally cold: "Why are you only getting back now?"

The servant didn't elaborate, saying, "The boss was in a meeting just now."

Yan Tianhua and Chi Wangyue thought to themselves at the same time, "It's made up, and it's so poorly written/meaningless."

...

Yan Tianhua casually tipped the servant a small amount, and the servant was visibly delighted. His voice rang out, "Thank you, sir."

Yan Tianhua waved her hand dismissively, "You can go now."

Chi Wangyue rested her chin on her hand, looking at her senior brother with a somewhat bored expression. Yan Tianhua, who was lost in thought at the moment, was abruptly awakened by the sound of a suona horn.

A red robe, a frame, a bride, the sound of suona horns, a matchmaker—people on the street spontaneously made way for them.

Chi Wangyue asked curiously, "Why does he look so familiar?" He couldn't deny recalling the situation when he first appeared. Yan Tianhua observed Chi Wangyue's mood.

I'm feeling a bit uneasy.

Chi Wangyue looked up suddenly and saw her senior brother. Her heart immediately cleared up. "Thank goodness, the groom isn't me."

Yan Tianhua noticed Chi Wangyue's mood and watched as she gradually adjusted herself.

It's a resilient little blue flower.

The wedding ceremony took a backseat, and a group of people joyfully welcomed the bride away.

In the crowd, Xing Yu unexpectedly caught a glimpse of the bride. Her face was pale, her eyes were red, and her complexion was dark. It seemed that this young lady was not going to make it tonight.

Liu Linfeng was a pill cultivator. He looked up at the second floor and casually said something using a secret technique. Yan Tianhua looked down in the direction of the voice and saw that the other party had already slipped away.

"Get ready to come to the groom's house around 10 pm tonight, or the bride will kill you. Remember to bring my money, or I'll make you pay!"

Yan Tianhua smiled and said, "Thanks."

Yan Tianhua poured a cup of tea and poured another cup for her junior brother. Chi Wangyue picked up the tea and sipped it while listening to her senior brother say, "Just now, a petty thief said that he's going to the groom's house tonight because the bride is short-lived and won't make it through the night."

Chi Wangyue thought it was normal and slowly said, "Okay."

After the two left, their investigation revealed that the groom's family was the same one from which Chi Wangyue had run away.

Chi Wangyue felt utterly hopeless. "This world is a giant cycle factory. Sometimes it's so small that you can easily run into each other just by taking a turn or getting some fresh air."

Yan Tianhua looked at Chi Wangyue's dejected expression and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Chi Wangyue grabbed his hand and explained everything in detail.

The eldest brother was somewhat stunned.

Yan Tianhua's reaction just now was, to put it another way, a complete system crash.