Chapter 219 A Young Lady from a Powerful Clan VS A Humble Remnant Slave 21
Three years later, inside the treasure pavilion of the capital city of the human realm.
Jiang Zhiyi weaved through the crowd; the surroundings were bustling and noisy.
This time, she went down the mountain with the disciples who were in charge of purchasing.
She simply shook off those people and secretly slipped away with a few maids and guards. She planned to reunite with them when she returned to the Floating Cloud Sect in a few days.
After all, Jiang Changyun had finally agreed to let her go down the mountain, so she naturally wanted to have a good time.
"Is there nothing else?" Jiang Zhiyi asked.
The shops on the bottom floor of this treasure pavilion mostly contained ordinary items, and she didn't find anything she wanted after browsing around.
She had absolutely no interest in the items laid out before her; anything she could grab from her own palace would be far better.
A few days ago, she made a bet with Xu Zhizhou and won. Xu Zhizhou promised her that he would cover all her expenses on this trip down the mountain, so naturally she was going to treat him to a good meal and buy him lots of novelties to take back.
"This way, sir." Seeing Jiang Zhiyi's reaction, the manager guessed that she must be someone important and a distinguished guest, so he led her to the second floor with great courtesy.
Jiang Zhiyi led her people uphill.
Suddenly, a group of people came out from around the corner.
The leader was dressed in a dark gold brocade robe, with his hair tied up in a jade crown, and a carved jade pendant hanging from his waist.
At first glance, he does have a rather imposing presence, aloof and noble, but unfortunately... his appearance is rather ordinary.
As Jiang Zhiyi gazed at the figure, she inexplicably thought of Jiang Qi. They did indeed share a resemblance, except that Jiang Qi was much more handsome than him.
The man was followed by several attendants, all of whom looked fierce and menacing, making it impossible for anyone to approach them.
Perhaps sensing her direct gaze, the man turned his head and glanced at Jiang Zhiyi.
Their eyes met, but they quickly looked away, pretending nothing had happened.
He is not Jiang Qi.
Jiang Zhiyi lowered her eyes and thought to herself.
Speaking of which, Jiang Qi has completely disappeared since that incident, and there has been no news of him for the past three years.
If Tuantuan hadn't told her that Jiang Qi was alive and well and that his cultivation had reached the Great Perfection stage, she would have been worried that he might really be dead.
"Sigh." Jiang Zhiyi couldn't help but sigh.
Judging from the current situation, her carefree days probably won't last much longer, and Jiang Qi will likely come to take his revenge on her soon.
He might just grab her and torture her, humiliate and beat her... and she'll end up with a miserable and pitiful fate.
...
In the side room on the second floor.
"What is this?" Jiang Zhiyi picked up a sandalwood box at random; it was full of pills.
"Sir, these are all secret medicines from our Treasure Pavilion, possessing miraculous effects. This red one is called the Beauty Pill, which can keep one forever young. The one in the middle is the Immortal Seeking Pill, which can prolong life and enhance physical strength. The one on the far right can make one lose their memory and forget their past..."
"Alright, alright," Jiang Zhiyi interrupted him. "They're all useless junk. Let me see that spirit sword over there."
The manager was very perceptive; after figuring out Jiang Zhiyi's preferences, he brought out a lot of things specifically for her.
Jiang Zhiyi was quite generous, buying anything she found interesting. Since Xu Zhizhou was paying for it, she didn't mind at all.
Before leaving, the manager sent someone to fetch an invitation from the side.
"Sir, please take your time. This is our invitation. In five days, it will be our Treasure Pavilion's annual grand event, where there will be extremely precious treasures, including our most prized possession. If you are interested, you are welcome to come and take a look."
...
Jiang Zhiyi strolled out of the treasure pavilion, in a fairly good mood.
She glanced at the side of the street in front of her and saw that some kind of conflict seemed to have broken out. The commotion was quite loud, and a crowd had already gathered around.
"Let me go!" The little beggar struggled desperately, but was still lifted up by someone.
"This outfit of mine is worth a fortune, and now your soup has spilled all over me, so I can't wear it anymore. How are you going to compensate me?"
The little beggar said, "I didn't mean to. I dropped the fan and rubbed my head for a bit... Can I wash it clean for you and give it back to you?"
"No, you have to pay me back." The man persisted.
"I have no money." The little beggar was penniless.
"No money? Give me some." The man immediately called to the people behind him to come forward.
"Wait a minute," Jiang Zhiyi called out to them, "How much did your clothes cost? I'll pay for them."
The man looked at her with a skeptical expression and said, "You'll pay? One hundred taels!"
"Give it to him," Jiang Zhiyi instructed someone to bring the money.
The man took the money and left in a hurry, afraid that she would change her mind and ask for it back.
"Thank you," the little beggar said gratefully.
"You don't need to thank me. The fan that hit you was something I dropped accidentally. If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have bumped into it," Jiang Zhiyi explained.
She added, "You can go now. Here's some silver; consider it my compensation."
The little beggar paused, then immediately had another idea. He mustered his courage and said, "Benefactor, do you need any servants? Could you take me in? Just let me serve you tea and water. I'm very capable; I can do anything..."
“I don’t need any servants,” Jiang Zhiyi refused directly.
Even if she had plenty of maids and guards, she wouldn't use ordinary mortals if she were truly short-handed.
The little beggar lowered his head in disappointment.
Jiang Zhiyi asked, "Are you familiar with this capital city? I need to stay here for a few more days, and I'm short of someone who knows the way."
“I know it! I know every place around here.” The little beggar looked at her happily.
Jiang Zhiyi thought for a moment, "Then you can come with me, and I'll pay you wages every day. But when it's time for me to leave, you can go."
"Okay, thank you, benefactor!" The little beggar nodded.
...
That night, Jiang Zhiyi went to sleep in the inn.
The surrounding rooms were occupied by her people, and there were guards and maids on duty at the door.
In the dead of night, a small opening suddenly appeared in her room window, and a cloud of black mist rushed in.
The black mist encircled Jiang Zhiyi's neck and then slowly tightened, seemingly intending to strangle her.
Jiang Zhiyi was still asleep when, as if sensing something, she reached out and touched her neck.
"No..." she mumbled, her tone almost like she was pleading with someone.
The black mist stopped, hovering there motionless.
Jiang Zhiyi frowned, turned over, and lay a little higher up, then directly pressed the black mist under her.
This black mist is truly strange; it seems to have a physical form.
She was only wearing her undergarments at the moment. She had slept for most of the night, and her clothes were already disheveled, with the collar slightly open.
If we could use the moonlight...
Soon, the black mist left the bed and slipped out through the window, almost as if it were fleeing in panic.
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