Strictly speaking, it was Yan Jiudu who brought back the Ziyang Treasure Box; Meng Ziqiu was just there for a brief visit.
However, this did not affect the fact that the Ziyang Treasure Box was successfully returned to Xu Qian's hands.
"Where is the Jiang family?" Xu Qian looked at the box but remembered something else. They had taken the treasure box so openly; the other party shouldn't have been unresponsive.
Meng Ziqiu then chuckled and said, "They don't have time to worry about us. The Aldington family alone is enough to give them a hard time."
Yan Jiudu nodded and said, "If the Jiang family hadn't been so preoccupied with their own problems, we wouldn't have been able to take it so easily."
"What happened?" Xu Qian asked, intrigued.
"Oh right, you probably haven't been paying attention. It must have been last week when Aldington sued the Jiang family in the International Court of Justice, demanding the return of the 'Moon Goddess' that belonged to them."
Xu Qian raised an eyebrow, finding it somewhat unbelievable. The Rickman Empire was, in an international sense, a defunct nation, and its royal family, the Aldington family, had long since vanished without a trace. Why would they suddenly reappear, even suing the Jiang family in an international court? What kind of maneuver was this?
“Originally, the Jiang family, whose background was not clean to begin with, coupled with the sudden disappearance of Hua Laosan, is now like a big piece of fat meat, and everyone wants to take a bite out of it.”
"When a wall falls, everyone pushes it down." Yan Jiudu summarized. After all, he had once been one of Hua Laosan's men and was familiar with the ways of the circle.
"Anyway, thank you very much."
"You're too kind, sir. If it weren't for you saving me, I wouldn't be alive today." Yan Jiudu was extremely respectful when facing Xu Qian's Tian Ce disguise.
Having successfully completed his mission, Yan Jiudu did not linger.
Meng Ziqiu personally escorted Yan Jiudu downstairs, and when he came back up, he saw Xu Qian still staring blankly at the box.
"What should we do now?" Meng Ziqiu asked him.
"I have to leave for a while. I'll be back tonight. If Xiao Yan comes over, just tell him I went to see Xiao Qing."
"You go by yourself?"
“Okay, I’ll go by myself.” Xu Qian said, patting the other’s shoulder. “It’s okay, I’ll be back soon. You can rest at home too.” He was already in Peicheng in a flash, why should Meng Ziqiu drive? Wouldn’t it be better to rest at home?
"Alright then." Meng Ziqiu didn't dwell on it too much; after all, Xu Qian was far more capable than him.
"There are still dumplings in the refrigerator, I can cook them myself when I'm hungry."
"I'm really hungry." Meng Ziqiu clutched his stomach and walked towards the kitchen. He hadn't thought about it before, but now that he did, he was indeed hungry.
...Peicheng.
Xu Qian, dressed in a Jian Chun vest, was sitting on a minibus going up the mountain.
Under the construction efforts of Anda and others, Monkey Ridge has become increasingly well-organized. Not only has a new, standardized road been added, but guardrails have also been built, and the original old village has been transformed into agritourism destinations.
It's currently the off-season, and there weren't many people along the way.
The person who came to pick up Xu Qian was Wang Hai from the village. He looked to be about forty years old, with dark skin and a burly build.
"Lord Adachi sent me to fetch you."
Xu Qian nodded.
Led by Wang Hai, Xu Qian followed the newly built road to Anda's home.
As the weather grew colder, Anda stopped sitting at her usual crossroads and instead put on a thick cotton-padded coat and stayed at home.
"grown ups."
Xu Qian waved his hand, he wasn't into that kind of thing.
Anda smiled; he was just putting on an act anyway.
Once Wang Hai saw that the person had been delivered, he turned and left, closing the door behind him.
"I need your help; I want to open this." Xu Qian took the Ziyang Treasure Box out of his backpack.
Adachi was stunned when he saw the actual item. "This is..."
"A first-grade magical artifact, the Purple Sun Treasure Box."
Anda looked at him and said, "The Azure Light Token is only a second-rank token." Asking a second-rank token to open a first-rank token is just ridiculous.
Xu Qian flipped the Ziyang Treasure Box over, revealing a crack. "You can't even open a broken Grade One box?"
“…This is acceptable.” Although Anda did not understand why a first-grade magic weapon would break, he knew what he should do now.
While Anda went to make preparations, Xu Qian stared blankly at the Ziyang Treasure Box.
He had thought that his awakening might not have been accidental, but only today, seeing the broken Ziyang Treasure Box, did he understand why.
Master, oh Master, what exactly do you want to do?
...
"My lord, my lord?"
Xu Qian snapped out of his daze, swallowed hard, and said, "Let's go."
Inside the Ziyang Treasure Box was a letter written on cloth, which remained intact for a thousand years under the protection of spiritual power, and the handwriting was still faintly legible.
Anda didn't dare to look at the contents of the letter, said goodbye and left, leaving him alone.
——
See letter
If you can see this letter, then your wish will have been fulfilled.
As your teacher, I know your youthful nature. You must have many questions upon waking up. But the world is vast and uncertain, so why bother with all the fuss?
One must know that prosperity and decline are cyclical, and gains and losses are hard to forget.
Remember: Do not listen, do not ask!
(The above is a translated version.)
"Don't hear, don't ask..." Xu Qian put down the cloth, his expression dazed, "How can I not hear or ask..."
...
After a while, Wang Hai noticed that the official had left and couldn't help but ask Lord Anda about it.
"Don't ask questions you shouldn't ask, and go do your own thing!" Anda wasn't going to be so nice to this dark-skinned man.
"Yes, yes, yes." Wang Hai scratched his head, looking very uncomfortable.
***
"Huh? You won't be checking anymore?" Meng Ziqiu, forgetting about eating, rushed to Xu Qian to confirm.
"Okay, I won't investigate anymore." Xu Qian said calmly.
“This…” Meng Ziqiu bit his chopsticks, somewhat uneasy, “Did something happen? In that box…” Before he could finish speaking, he shut his mouth, because Xu Qian’s expression had already confirmed this.
"That's even better! The past is the past. Just live well now." Meng Ziqiu wanted to slap himself as he spoke. Could he even speak properly?! What kind of talk was that!
Xu Qian shook his head dismissively, "Go and rest after you finish eating. You've worked hard these past few days."
Meng Ziqiu hummed softly and said nothing more.
Back in his bedroom, Xu Qian summoned the Great Sage.
"Squeak—" The Great Sage sensed that Xu Qian was in a bad mood and kept combing his hair.
"I'm fine." Xu Qian rubbed Da Sheng's little head, and the warmth from his palm made him realize that he wasn't so lonely.
As the night passed, something seemed to have changed in the unseen realm.
Early in the morning, Meng Ziqiu sat down at the dining table, where a breakfast that looked like a feast was laid out before him.
His brother's habit of cooking at the drop of a hat is truly remarkable.
"Are you full?" Xu Qian asked, looking at him.
"No, no, no!" I can still eat!
Soon, Yan Lang arrived in his car to pick them up. Today they had to go to the company to meet the producer. If all went well, the eight-episode food drama would be able to start filming next month.
The author has something to say: Although it's not bad, I will still find out the truth.
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