Chapter 189: A Simmering Resentment
A few gusts of wind blew by, the heat of early summer no longer intense, and hurried away, scattering a few leaves from the branches. Di Feijing stood on the terrace, and a leaf fell right in front of him, its edges slightly curled, somewhat resembling a butterfly. After the butterfly fluttered away, the eaves of the Golden Wind and Fine Rain Pavilion soared high, proudly overlooking the mountains.
He once thought that he would come to the Golden Wind and Drizzle Pavilion one day, when the Six and a Half Hall would be ranked among the most respected in the martial arts world. But when he finally arrived, everything had changed.
“Young Master.” Shaman tapped on the wooden railing, both to let him know she had arrived and to greet him. “I have sent someone to inform Vice Master Bai. But he is busy with official duties and has some matters to attend to. Even if he stops immediately, it will probably take him a while to arrive. Please wait here for a moment, Young Master.”
Because his identity is related to the true relationship between Jinfeng Xiyulou and Liufenbantang, it is inconvenient to reveal it, so Shaman chose the most appropriate title.
Upon hearing this, Di Fei didn't ask how long it would take; patience was something he never lacked. He then mentioned another person, and seeing that it was Shaman who came to greet him, he asked, "Thank you for your help, Miss Shaman. Also, may I ask if Miss Xie is in the building today?"
Shaman already harbored some resentment towards Di Feijing, and today, unable to find a suitable person to receive him, she was simply thrown in by Xie Huailing. When he asked her this, she wasn't really keen on giving a proper answer. However, no matter how much resentment she felt, Shaman maintained a perfectly composed facade. She didn't care whether Di Feijing noticed or not; as long as she looked presentable, that was enough. "Miss is also handling official business upstairs. Does Young Master have something important to discuss with Miss?"
“It’s not very important.” Di Feijing knew how busy Xie Huailing had been lately, so he wouldn’t bring up meeting her at this time. He was just asking, “It’s just that there are some things Miss Xie asked me to do, and I wanted to let her know. If Miss Xie is busy, then it’s fine. I’m just asking.”
After hesitating for a moment, Di Fei asked again, "How has Miss Xie been feeling lately?"
Shaman didn't really want to say it. She disliked the feeling that Di Feijing was eyeing her job, which always made her uncomfortable. She knew that Di Feijing probably didn't mean it that way, but he had indeed taken away some of her responsibilities. Moreover, Shaman vaguely felt that Di Feijing really liked her job as Xie Huailing's assistant. If one day this job were actually offered to Di Feijing, he would definitely be interested in it.
She didn't care about Xie Huailing's romantic relationships; Shaman only cared about her job. She didn't want to be the first person to be replaced because of her boss's infidelity.
Out of a sense of professional responsibility, Shaman still answered, saying something that could surprise Di Fei: "Miss is doing well lately and has been taking care of her health, but she is a little too tired. Does the young master have anything else? If not, I will take my leave."
Di Feijing naturally had nothing else to ask. Seeing this, Shaman turned around and took a few steps. She instructed the maids and guards behind her to bring Di Feijing some tea. After giving them some instructions, she was about to leave downstairs.
But her departure was not smooth. There were not many people who could stop Shaman, and even fewer who dared to stop her. Most of the time, she represented Xie Huailing, but unfortunately, there were people who were annoyed by Xie Huailing.
Before Di Feijing could take a step, he heard a voice he had never heard before, which seemed to come from a young man who was acquainted with Shaman. He happened to be coming up from downstairs and called out to her, which made Shaman stop in her tracks. This was quite unexpected.
After a pause, Shaman responded to the boy's call, and Di Feijing sensed something subtle in that pause. Shaman replied, "Is there something you need, Young Master Wang?"
The young master Wang, speaking with a smile, said, "I just happened to run into Miss Shaman and was simply saying hello to her."
Shaman would never believe such nonsense and, not wanting to beat around the bush, said, "Young Master Wang, just say what you have to say. Why beat around the bush?"
"I really just wanted to say hello and exchange a few more words with Miss Shaman. Miss Shaman, you've misunderstood me." The speaker's smile remained unchanged, as if he had truly been misunderstood, and he was extremely magnanimous. "I'm not a member of the Golden Wind and Fine Rain Pavilion. What else could I possibly say to Miss Shaman besides a greeting?"
Most of the time, Shaman could be described as very tactful, but now, Di Feijing keenly sensed that her desire to leave had grown stronger. At least for her, she didn't want to continue talking to the young man. Di Feijing could tell that this wasn't out of dislike, but rather because this young man was a troublesome person for Shaman: "No need for greetings. I have nothing to say to Young Master Wang. If Young Master Wang really has nothing else, I'll take my leave."
Only then did Di Feijing turn his head and see the full appearance of the boy he had encountered by chance. Just like his voice, he was not very old. In terms of appearance alone, he was already the most handsome man Di Feijing had ever seen in his life. No words could be used to praise him. He was so beautiful that he could not be tarnished. Everything about him was just right.
Similarly, just as he looked over, the boy also saw him.
The young man seemed completely oblivious to Shaman's coldness and continued to smile, "I just have a few words to say, but since Miss Shaman is so busy, it seems my greeting was ill-timed."
Despite this, he still showed no sign of leaving, which only made people more confused and bewildered.
Shaman understood. She felt deeply that Wang Lianhua was difficult to deal with, but she couldn't think of a way to get rid of him in a short time. She wanted to frown, but she restrained the impulse. She wanted to say something more, but before she could think of anything, there was no need to say anything more.
What are you doing blocking the way here?
Bai Feifei arrived silently, and in the blink of an eye, she was on the terrace at the other end of the distance. It was difficult to find her; who could catch the trace of a ghost? They could only let her come and go as she pleased, sending chills down their spines, and then being scrutinized by her very critical gaze.
Wang Lianhua's expression shifted slightly, so quickly it was almost an illusion. If Di Feijing weren't Di Feijing, he would have truly managed to cover it up. Intuitively, he guessed that this young man didn't really want to face Bai Feifei.
As expected, Bai Feifei's icy gaze turned and grabbed Wang Lianhua. Wang Lianhua fell silent, his fingers twitching slightly at his side—a mere gesture of reassurance. While Wang Lianhua and Bai Feifei locked eyes, Sha Man breathed a sigh of relief and, with Bai Feifei's imposing presence, finally managed to descend the stairs. Wang Lianhua no longer tried to stop her.
Considering Di Feijing was still around, Bai Feifei completely cut off what she should say. She also wanted to say something even more outrageous, but some people can make their own decisions, and she shouldn't complicate things. Besides, Wang Lianhua hadn't said anything that could be investigated further. It was all ambiguous, so she just pretended not to have heard anything and encountered an inappropriate stranger. As for that blood relation, it was already a rare thing that she didn't hate him as well: "You go too."
Wang Lianhua seemed to want to call out to her something. This was his first meeting with her after he learned her identity, but he couldn't say it. Bai Feifei had already drawn a clear line with her behavior.
There was no need to say anything then. Wang Lianhua didn't give her much of a response; his figure was as fleeting as dew, vanishing in an instant. Only before completely leaving did he glance at Di Feijing.
Di Feijing had a feeling he couldn't quite explain; he felt uncomfortable, and he knew why.
Bai Feifei then looked at Di Feijing. It was truly an unfortunate day, but she calculated in her mind that Di Feijing probably hadn't overheard much important information, and since it had nothing to do with official business, she didn't feel too much concern. She picked a topic of conversation and led Di Feijing upstairs.
Di Fei didn't speak much, only saying what he meant, and never mentioning what had just happened. He didn't ask a single question, nor did he reveal any clues, as if he hadn't been given that glance by Wang Lianhua, nor was he the "Humble Dragon" whose intelligence shocked the martial world. A few words weren't enough for him to glean much information, let alone discern whose name was involved. He simply didn't perceive anything, or rather, even if he did, he felt no curiosity whatsoever, observing silently and remaining completely silent.
He could have remained silent until the discussion with Bai Feifei was nearing its end, when there was a knock on the door.
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Xie Huailing's right eyelid is twitching.
"Left eye twitching means good fortune, right eye twitching means bad luck," she remembered something like that, but she was wrong. It should be "right eye twitching means good fortune, left eye twitching means bad luck," that's right. Xie Huailing was always a very flexible thinker, very good at taking initiative and choosing the interpretation she liked. If both her eyelids were twitching at this moment, she would stand up and say again that she was against feudal superstition.
However, the effect of subjective initiative is also limited. Just like now, after Bai Feifei heard her say, "I saw that you were almost done with your work, so I came to have dinner with you," she first looked at her with a "you actually still remember to eat" look, and then seriously refused her: "I still have two people to interrogate."
Xie Huailing was greatly disappointed and asked her, "Can't we hold the trial tonight, or even tomorrow?"
"No." Bai Feifei said some cruel words calmly. Su Mengzhen was asleep, and Xie Huailing wasn't the only one who sometimes let loose. "I was a little too rough at noon. Although there was a doctor, he won't live that long. I'll stay with you tomorrow."
After saying that, Bai Feifei left without even saying a few more words to Xie Huailing. This time, it really felt like the King of Hell was chasing after her.
Xie Huailing could only sigh. As she sighed, another person came out of the reception room. The young man stopped behind her, but she didn't invite him to join her. She just watched Bai Feifei disappear from sight, still feeling regretful.
It was only after Di Feijing lingered for a long time without greeting her that Xie Huailing turned around and spoke to him: "Is there anything you need, Chief Hall Master Di?"
Di Feijing's voice was like a thin layer of dust, implying jade beneath the dust. He first addressed her as usual, "Miss Xie."
"Hmm?" Xie Huailing asked, puzzled.
He could have remained silent, pretending he hadn't thought about it or guessed anything, but looking at her, and since it was such a coincidence that he had met her today, he might as well speak up. Di Feijing slowly raised his dark, jade-like eyes, his voice slightly lower: "When I came here, I met a young master Wang in this building who wanted to talk to Miss Shaman. Was he the one who was engaged to Miss Xie?"
Xie Huailing realized something was amiss. She lowered her eyes, then shifted her gaze, and understood everything from Di Feijing's words.
Why put her here? She really needs to go and teach him a lesson.
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Just a wild thought: if Xie Huailing had joined the Netherworld Palace and gone with Bai Feifei, it would have been no surprise that the Six and a Half Hall would have fallen from its position as the top gangster.
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