Wei Zhou nodded his little head emphatically: "Yeah, that black uncle is bad, he stole Zhouzhou's things."
"Uncle Black," Wei Qing was taken aback.
Okay, the ninth floor owner is indeed dressed in all black.
"Alright, Father knows. Stay in the carriage and don't come out."
This time, both of them were armed, and there was a lot of fighting, it was too dangerous.
Although Wei Zhou really wanted to see his benefactor sister avenge him, he obediently said, "Okay, Zhouzhou will definitely not come out," so as not to worry his father.
"Sir, what do we do now?" Wei Gang asked excitedly, watching the two men locked in a fierce fight.
It's not easy to encounter two masters dueling; he wants to observe them closely.
Wei Qing sighed, "What else can we do? Let's all stop and wait for them to finish fighting."
We can't just abandon our benefactor.
After the owner of the Red Mansion arrived, they barely walked more than a few miles a day.
I really don't understand why he insists on clinging to his benefactor.
Wei Gang understood Wei Qing's anxiety and helplessness, but they couldn't control either their benefactor or the Ninth Tower Master. They could only hope that the two of them would get tired of fighting soon, so that they could set off in peace.
Although high-level matches are exciting, no one can stand playing several matches a day.
I thought the fight was going to be so intense that it would take a long time, but before long, Nine Strings' sword was cleaved in two by Luo Xi with a clang.
Jiuxian: "...??"
This is a Cold Iron Sword; he went to great lengths to obtain it.
Jiuxian suddenly looked at the horse-slaying sword on his neck.
The blade was a single, seamless piece, with a thick and smooth texture. It gleamed with a silvery-white luster under the sunlight, and the edge gleamed with a cold light, clearly indicating its extreme sharpness.
"You lost again." Luo Xi sneered. She glanced at the others in the distance, cast a spatial blockade, and asked, "Tell me, how did you know?"
Jiuxian withdrew his gaze and instantly sensed something different about his surroundings, but he didn't ask.
“Your kung fu is indeed good, but my Red Mansion has a very special concealment technique that few people can detect when it is used. And I have been following you for several days.”
Luo Xi was taken aback, then suddenly laughed: "So that day really wasn't my imagination."
You really shouldn't underestimate anyone.
"You are the only person so far who has noticed that I was hiding nearby." There was a hint of admiration in Jiu Xian's tone.
"So, should I thank you?" Luo Xi said irritably.
"Tell me, should I just cut him down now to prevent future trouble?"
"You won't." Jiuxian's expression didn't change at all.
"First, if you kill me, you'll face endless trouble. Being hunted down by all the assassins in the Red Mansion is no fun at all."
"Secondly, I've already said I'm not interested in your stuff, otherwise I wouldn't be chatting with you here."
Looking at his expressionless face, Luo wanted to chop him down with a knife.
However, she also knew that Jiuxian was right.
"You'd better really not be interested, otherwise, if you piss me off, you won't have an easy time either."
Rosie removed the knife from his neck.
Jiuxian didn't even blink at her threat. Instead, he looked at the horse-slaying saber and asked, "Do you have any more of this kind of saber? If not, a sword will do. Sell me one, and you can name your price."
Is this guy missing a screw in his head? Luo Xi was speechless.
“We just fought, why do you think I’d sell to you?”
Luo Xi removed the spatial blockade and called out as she walked towards the carriage, "Wei Qing, let's go."
Jiuxian followed: "You broke my sword."
Rosie: "...??"
"That's because you're not as skilled as others; you can't blame anyone else."
She then climbed into the carriage.
Jiuxian thought for a moment and then followed.
Wei Gang gazed in the direction of the carriage, lost in thought: "Sir, what do you think they were talking about just now? They chatted for so long."
"That's our benefactor's business, it has nothing to do with us." Wei Qing mounted his horse and said, "Let's go."
After leaving, Jiuxian didn't cause any more trouble, although he still relentlessly followed behind Luo Xi.
So their journey went relatively smoothly, and they covered one-third of the distance in Tongning County in just a few days.
The further they went, the more frustrated Luo Xi became. She lifted the carriage curtain and asked Wei Qing.
"Didn't you say that bandits are as numerous as hairs on a cow in this county? How come we've been traveling for so long and not a single one has come to rob us? Is it because they think we're too poor? Should we decorate the carriage a bit more luxuriously?"
If no one robs her, she won't have any supplies to collect, which won't do.
Wei Qing: "...?"
He hesitated, unable to understand Rosie's thoughts.
“My benefactor, isn’t it better if no one robs us? We can leave faster.”
Wei Qing still feels lingering fear about what happened at Jiuqu Village. The main reason is that there were no bandits, which means that the people are doing well.
Loxi: "..."
"Forget it, you wouldn't understand even if I told you."
Luo Xi lowered the curtain; she would have to figure something out herself.
"Are you thinking of going to collect scraps again?" Jiu Xian asked from inside the carriage.
What does "picking up trash" mean? Luo Xi looked over with an unfriendly expression.
Jiuxian met her gaze: "Those were just junk to begin with."
Just as Rose was about to explode with anger, he heard him say, "Instead of asking that bookworm, you should ask me."
Rosie squinted: "You know?"
“Of course.” Jiuxian peeled a cheese stick and stuffed it into his mouth: “The Red Mansion not only takes on murder business, but also sells all kinds of information.”
"There's nothing you can't find out if you want to know it."
"Oh, I see!" Rose stroked her chin.
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