Chapter 47 The Thing I Regret Most: I never expected you to have such terrible taste, and you're even...

Qingning Town, Yunkai Inn.

A gold ingot was casually tossed onto the counter, and with a clang, it was immediately seized and held firmly in someone's hand.

The waiter chuckled and approached, bowing and calling out, "Sir, are you here for a bite or to stay the night?"

His attitude was very enthusiastic; after all, this person was generous and his attire clearly indicated that he was a big spender.

The person was dressed in a dazzling gold-embroidered robe, with an elaborate hairstyle adorned with numerous pearl and jade hairpins. He was also carefully dressed with bracelets, armlets, forehead ornaments, and earrings, making him look as gorgeous and flamboyant as a butterfly.

If anyone else dressed like this, it would definitely look vulgar and cumbersome. But she had almond-shaped eyes and peach-blossom cheeks, and was extremely youthful and cute. Dressed like this, she looked like a young lady from a noble family.

She has an innocent-looking face, but after a little thought, it's clear that she's not as simple as she seems, managing to walk through a bustling city with gold without any trouble.

"Give me a superior room."

"Alright, this way please, room number one." The waiter deftly slung the towel over his shoulder and strode towards the stairs to lead the way.

The wooden staircase was quite old, creaking as you walked. Looking around, Lianyue unconsciously wrinkled her nose.

After going up two floors, the waiter bowed and opened the door for her.

Yun Kai Inn is the best inn in Qingyun Town. The superior room is spacious and bright, and elegant in every way. It has everything you could want, including a carved bed, brocade quilts, and embroidered pillows.

The waiter turned around with a smile, about to ask if she had any other arrangements, when he heard her cover her nose and say in disgust, "This is the number one room? Why does it smell so weird? You, you, hurry up and clean it."

The waiter's smile remained unchanged as he nodded in agreement, picked up a towel, and began wiping the tables and chairs.

"Wipe this window and the floor."

"And this vase."

......

After wiping for an unknown amount of time, he straightened up, panting, and said, "Sir, this is about enough."

Xianyue scanned the area in circles, then pouted her red lips and reluctantly said, "Fine, now that our family has fallen on hard times, we can only live in such a dilapidated place."

"Hey, don't just sit there, go and bring me some of your best food."

The waiter, who had just caught his breath, suddenly fell silent, bowing and scraping as he left.

As soon as he stepped outside, the guy's fawning smile turned sour.

That brat is so young but has such a big attitude.

This man was none other than Sikong Zhaixing, the king of thieves.

His presence here was, of course, to steal. What he wanted to steal was the recently famous treasure for self-defense, the Golden Silk Robe.

It is said that this golden robe is as impervious to swords and spears, and unharmed by water and fire, just like a golden silk armor. Such a treasure would naturally attract competition and bloodshed.

Logically speaking, a young girl like her shouldn't be able to protect it, but those who went after the golden robe mysteriously disappeared.

Among them were naturally some martial arts masters, and it was unknown what strange skills she had learned that allowed her to disappear without a trace, whether alive or dead.

With so many incidents like this, the remaining people naturally grew terrified. But it's easy to guess that Sikong Zhaixing wouldn't be among those remaining.

Because there is nothing in this world that Sikong Zhaixing cannot steal.

In order to avoid digging up 680 earthworms, he was determined to steal this silk robe.

"Braised pork, sweet and sour carp, beef soup, and two side dishes of seasonal vegetables." Sikong Zhaixing placed the dishes on the table one by one, smiling as she said, "These are all our inn's signature dishes."

He asked himself honestly, if he were to wear this golden robe and flaunt it, he would probably have to be extremely careful about what he puts in his mouth.

Unexpectedly, the little girl picked up a piece of fish with her chopsticks and began to savor it carefully.

Sikong Zhaixing certainly wouldn't resort to such clumsy methods as putting medicine in food, so he heard her mutter incredulously, "This can be used as a signboard? How come your inn hasn't gone out of business yet?"

Sikong Zhaixing's expression froze. He was not only a diner, but also an expert among diners.

This sweet and sour carp is tender and juicy, with a delightful sweet and sour flavor, while the braised pork is simmered until it's incredibly soft and melts in your mouth. Even Lu Xiaofeng couldn't find fault with it!

He gritted his teeth inwardly: What a troublemaker!

He smiled apologetically and said, "Please forgive me, sir. I'll go and bring you a plate of fruit right away."

...

He'll have Lu Xiaoji peel grapes for him every morning and evening, at least 30,000 grapes.

As he thought bitterly, the grape skins on the other side had already piled up high.

With my hands and fingers aching, I finally managed to peel a whole plate of grapes clean.

He exhaled and was about to stand up and slip away when Xianyue called him back again.

A bad feeling arose spontaneously.

really.

"Hey, go to the bookstore and buy me some writing brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones. The rest of the money is yours. No need to thank me, I'm not a stingy person."

"Waiter, clear away this food and wipe the table again."

"Waiter, go to the kitchen and order me a plate of osmanthus cake."

"Waiter..."

"Waiter..."

Sikong Zhaixing swore that the thing he regretted most in his life was not mixing two or three pounds of arsenic into the first bite of sweet and sour carp she ate.

He gritted his teeth and crawled out from under the bed, forcing a smile. "Sir, you don't have any other requests, do you?"

Xianyue pondered for a moment, then nodded with a smile, saying, "See you tonight!"

See you again?

He said with a forced smile, "You're joking. It's getting dark. I'll have the kitchen heat up some water for you."

Xianyue was taken aback and asked in confusion, "I didn't order hot water, what do you need hot water for?"

Sikong Zhaixing wiped the sweat from his brow and said with a genuine smile, "Take a bath, huh?"

Once this garment is removed, how could he possibly fail to steal the golden robe?

Looking at herself in the mirror, she said casually, "I'm not taking a bath. If you're free, why don't you make another trip and buy me some pretty hairpins!"

Sikong Zhaixing almost collapsed, saying, "It's so hot, aren't you really going to wash?"

Xianyue nodded naturally. Her silk robe had a cleaning function, so why did she need to take a bath?

Taking a bath is something mortals do, but she is Wei Sheng Xian Yue.

Sikong Zhaixing tried her best to control her breathing. No, what kind of little girl doesn't take a bath on such a hot day?

She was so cautious. Sikong Zhaixing's eyes flickered slightly, and she already had a plan in mind.

Then don't blame him for using some underhanded tactics.

He's not Lu Xiaofeng, and besides, this guy in front of him is really...

He ran out quickly, leaving everyone else in the dust.

Xianyue's hand, which was waving in mid-air, froze. She looked at his back and pouted. How rude! He's such an ungrateful waiter.

She walked with an air of indifference to her family to the desk, picked up the brush, lightly dipped it in lapis lazuli ink, calmed her mind, and began to write.

With bold strokes, the brush tip moves like a dragon or snake, creating lines that are powerful yet lively.

She picked up the Xuan paper and quietly admired the flow of each stroke by candlelight, nodding silently in approval. It was so lifelike.

Indeed, genius knows no boundaries; crafting weapons is a piece of cake for him, and painting is even easier.

Unfortunately, there is only one Wei Sheng who can hold the moon in his mouth!

Just then, there was a knock on the door, and it was Sikong Zhaixing who had returned.

He carried a bundle of jeweled hairpins and silk skirts, panting as he said, "Sir, I've bought them all."

Of course, he was only panting, but he was genuinely exhausted. He hadn't rested all day; even a mule couldn't withstand such torment.

He even secretly wondered if Lu Xiaofeng was disguised and trying to trick him.

When Xianyue saw him, her eyes lit up, and she rushed over with the Xuan paper, asking, "You've come at the perfect time... why did you buy clothes?"

"Sir, you've given me far too much. I just picked out a few things." Sikong Zhaixing didn't steal for money, so naturally he wouldn't keep these few taels of silver.

After all, he stole her clothes, so he should at least leave her one, right?

Xianyue looked at him differently, patted him on the shoulder, and praised, "I didn't expect you to have such bad taste, but you're a decent person. But you're probably too poor to think like that. You don't need to save this little bit of money for me."

Sikong Zhaixing squeezed out a few words through gritted teeth, "Sir, you are a very kind person."

The itching powder had already been applied to her body. Once she took off her clothes, stealing the golden robe would be as easy as taking candy from a baby.

He calmed down and had just smiled when Xianyue approached him with a sheet of Xuan paper, staring at him eagerly and asking, "Look quickly, have you seen this person before?"

Upon seeing the painting, Sikong Zhaixing gasped, "This..."

Xianyue urged, "Have you seen it before?"

His smile cracked for a moment, and he couldn't help but ask doubtfully, "This...is a person?"

Xianyue took a deep breath and forced a smile, saying, "Are you blind? It's obvious."

Sikong Zhaixing was speechless, her eyes seeming to say, 'Are you sure?'

She forcefully withdrew her hand, glared at him fiercely, and said, "You frog in a well, you can't even understand a painting."

She looked down and examined it closely. Didn't it have eyes, nose, and ears?

What a tasteless guy.

Without sufficient financial resources for nurturing, this is the case.

"A single ingot of gold could buy your life!" Having reassured herself with this logic, she said irritably, "Then do you know where I can help find someone?"

Sikong Zhaixing laughed, "I know, but even a celestial being wouldn't recognize your painting. You might as well give up on it."

He was confident he had it all figured out; dealing with a mere, inexperienced girl was a piece of cake. Now he was too lazy to pretend anymore.

Even if he were drunk and used his feet to draw, this painting would still look more like a person than this.

Enraged, Xianyue was about to kick him when she turned around and couldn't help but exclaim in horror, "You, you!"

A burning, tingling, and itchy sensation suddenly crept up on Sikong Zhaixing, and he immediately sensed something was wrong.

No way.

He followed her gaze downwards and, sure enough, saw a dense array of red spots!

Didn't it fall on her?

Sikong Zhaixing looked up in disbelief. How could he possibly do something as stupid as administering the wrong medicine?

Wei Sheng Xian Yue screamed and ran away, pointing at him and yelling, "You...you're not sick, are you?!"

Sikong Zhaixing's face, disguised as pale and ashen, was astonishing. How could there be such a person who would turn the tables on someone else?

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Author's note: The young lady has arrived, everyone get out of the way!

Effortless capture vs. taking something out of a bag

Blade & Soul Xiao Bao will be written later!