After clearing her mind, Hua Cai found a cave to settle Zhao Qiang in, and then went to find Xin Ran alone.
Finding the flag bearer of the Demonic Cult at Bright Peak is much easier than escaping from here.
Hua Cai casually grabbed a Ming Cult disciple and said she was looking for Xin Ran of their Fiery Banner, and Xin Ran was quickly summoned over.
"You always seem to be in a terrible state." He appeared with several Ming Cult disciples, his gaze falling on Hua Cai, who was covered in blood and had a face as white as a ghost.
Hua Cai patted her wrinkled clothes speechlessly: "Do you think it's easy for a weak woman like me, who can't even kill a chicken, to survive under the noses of so many experts? By the way, you were such a cold and aloof person at Green Willow Manor, how come you're like a completely different person as soon as you come out?"
"Well, after all, it's an undercover operation; the more you say, the more mistakes you'll make." Xin Ran paused, her smile fading slightly: "Are you—alright?"
"Huh?" Hua Cai looked up in surprise.
"Well, what I mean is, if you're willing, you don't have to go through all this trouble. How about coming to my Ming Cult? I'll do my best to protect you." Xin Ran looked down at the ground beneath her feet, her voice tinged with unease.
"Cough cough cough—"
The mouths of the people Xinran brought twitched violently. They tried to hold it in, but couldn't help coughing. When they saw Hua Cai looking over, they quickly looked up at the sky, the ground, and the air.
Hua Cai looked at Xin Ran for a long time, then stepped forward with tears in her eyes: "Brother, you are so righteous. It was worth it for me to trust you so much. In that case, lend me some money, and I will pay you back next time."
The scene was deathly silent. Those who had been looking up and down stared at Hua Cai with stiff necks, unable to believe their eyes.
Xin Ran slowly raised her head, looked at Hua Cai's smiling face, and her face instantly turned as black as the bottom of a pot. She kicked hard with her foot, and a pebble flew out.
"No money? Do you think I'm a god of wealth? Give me back that thousand taels first before we talk about anything else," Xin Ran said angrily, accompanied by the grinding sound of his teeth.
"Hey, you can't do this." Hua Cai quickly clutched her money pouch, looking at Xin Ran warily: "I don't have much left, don't even think about it. Besides, this was taken from that idiot He Biweng, why should I return it to you?"
“Hebi Weng, do you think that idiot is that generous?” Xin Ran rolled his eyes. “You’re squandering my private savings. Enough nonsense, either leave the money or leave the person.”
The people Xinran brought had already begun to seriously count the ants on the ground.
Crane Pen Elder and such—they are among the top masters in the martial arts world, yet these two keep calling each other idiots. Is that really okay?
However, that old man was indeed quite stupid; his own boss had been lying low for so long without being discovered.
This young girl is so clever; she's only been around for a few days and she's already figured out our boss. Our Fiery Banner needs smart people like her.
"I have no money, I have no manpower, and I still have a glorious and great mission to complete." Hua Cai's eyes darted around, and she stepped forward a few paces: "I have a very good business opportunity, would you like to learn more?"
Xin Ran silently took a step back: "Speak quickly if you have something to say. Men and women should not touch each other. Please stay away from me, young lady."
The people behind him were speechless. They wondered who had been lying in wait for so long yesterday, and how they rushed out with their men the moment someone was in trouble.
"Fine, fine, fine, I won't go, I won't go." Hua Cai rolled her eyes at him: "Now, there's a huge windfall right in front of us for the Ming Cult—send us out of Gansu."
Perhaps the sentence jumped a bit too quickly, for Xinran didn't react for a long time before finally managing to utter a single syllable through her nose: "Hmm?"
“We can’t get out now.” Hua Cai spread her hands: “If we go out, we’ll either be found by the Ming Cult or by Zhao Min’s people.”
Hua Cai glanced at Xin Ran's face and said, "Look, compared to other options, it's more advantageous for the Ming Cult to secretly send us out now."
Xin Ran's expression changed several times. She glanced at her subordinate and said, "You seem to see things very clearly. I'm curious why you went to such lengths to take Zhao Qiang away. If it was to save him, there would be no safer option than handing him over to Zhao Min."
Xinran stared intently at Hua Cai with deep eyes: "Don't tell me it's just because you—like him."
Forehead--
Hua Cai looked bewildered, but seeing Xin Ran's furrowed brows, her eyes suddenly lit up: "You can think of it that way too. I took him away only for his own good, and I will never get involved in the struggles of the martial world."
They thought that such a guarantee, which was entirely beneficial to the Ming Cult, would soon receive a response, but unexpectedly, the scene fell silent once again.
Hua Cai Wangtian, is it okay or not? Can this brother give me a definite answer?
Xin Ran was still staring blankly at Hua Cai when the Blazing Fire Banner disciple following behind him couldn't help but punch him in the back.
“You’re too naive.” Xin Ran woke up with a start, looking at Hua Cai with a disapproving frown: “You think taking him away is the end of it? He is the heir of the Seventh Prince of the Great Yuan Dynasty. If he just disappears like this, how will the Seventh Prince let it go? How are you going to fight against the large number of Yuan troops searching for him?”
Hua Cai lowered her head and remained silent.
“Wenxiang, his identity means you can’t just take him away as you please.” Xinran stepped forward, raising her hand to put it on her shoulder, but after glancing at the person with her head down, she withdrew her hand: “Look at yourself now, covered in wounds, pale as a ghost. Do you want to live like this from now on?”
Hua Cai pursed her lips, looked down at the bloodstains on her clothes, and suddenly felt that she was indeed a little pitiful.
"Boss, stop spacing out. You haven't been persuaded, have you? Think about our wonderful future together." The system eagerly painted a rosy picture for Hua Cai.
He's currently out of energy and can't take out a ton of items from the shop, otherwise he would definitely get a super-potent tonic so his host could complete the mission with ease.
The system spoke, its voice growing softer and softer.
Thinking about it this way, he suddenly realized that his host was living a good life in Qingqiu, and he had tricked her out to live such a miserable and anxious life. In the three hundred years of Qingqiu, when had anyone ever made her suffer such injustice?
Seeing Hua Cai covered in blood, the system suddenly fell silent.
"I know." Hua Cai pinched the hem of her clothes, the blood clots on the hem inexplicably reddening her eyes. She sniffed and looked up at Xin Ran stubbornly: "I know."
The first sentence was a reply to the system, but the second sentence was addressed to Xinran.
“I know that no matter the outcome, I will accept it.” Hua Cai looked deeply into Xin Ran’s eyes: “Would you be willing to send us away?”
The midday sun shone down fiercely, so bright that Hua Cai felt a little dizzy.
Xin Ran annotated the flower picking for a long time, her lips twitched, but she finally turned and left.
"Fadeng, arrange for someone to send them away."
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