"By the time you come back next time, the scabbard should be ready."
"Yes, senior."
And so, Chu Hongluan and Liu Jinghong returned to Tianji Pavilion with Xiao Jiu.
These two guys, whose mere stomp of their feet could shake the ground, could talk endlessly when they got together.
Ayu is a spirit of the artifact and cannot leave Chu Hongluan's vicinity by more than three steps.
So Xiao Jiu usually sits on Chu Hongluan's shoulder, with A Yu wrapped around its neck, and the two little ones chat by Chu Hongluan's ear, from poetry and songs to the philosophy of life.
Therefore, soundproofing arrays became an essential tool for Chu Hongluan's home and travel needs.
The next day, Chu Hongluan and Liu Jinghong agreed to go to the shop at the foot of the mountain to buy some goods in preparation for their trip to the Northern Region.
She hadn't used the Heavenly Secret Token that Aunt Yun had given her yet, so she was going to make the most of it today!
It was the same carriage, and the same bodyguard.
Their first stop was the talisman shop. Before Chu Hongluan could even speak, Liu Jinghong had already begun a frenzied search: "This, this, this, this, this, this, this, this!! Five hundred of each!!"
"I'm sorry, young master, the mistress of the pavilion has ordered that if you come to buy talismans, you will have to pay with spirit stones."
Liu Jinghong arrogantly pointed at Chu Hongluan's waist: "Open your eyes and look carefully! I've brought my bidding token this time!!! Wrap up everything I just checked!!!"
"......yes."
Chu Hongluan couldn't help but chuckle. This man was clearly running his own business, yet he was still trying to act like a bully using someone else's power.
They're actually quite cute.
After leaving the talisman shop, the two went to a restaurant under the name of Tianji Pavilion and ordered a Manchu Han Imperial Feast. When it was time to pay the bill, Liu Jinghong snapped his fan shut, pointed at the Tianji Token at Chu Hongluan's waist, raised his chin, and proudly pulled Chu Hongluan away.
"You know what, eating and dashing is actually quite a pleasant experience!"
Chu Hongluan chuckled, "What? You want to fleece your own family's business too?"
What is wool?
"Brother Jinghong!"
"Young Master!"
Before Liu Jinghong could finish speaking, he was interrupted by several eager and excited voices.
The two looked in the direction of the sound and saw several young men dressed like playboys surrounding them, their arms around each other's shoulders.
"What's up?" These were the friends he "made" during his idle period; it would be more accurate to call them cronies.
Liu Jinghong was so overwhelmed by the smell of alcohol on them that she took a step back, her brows furrowed so deeply they could trap a mosquito, and she didn't forget to pull Chu Hongluan behind her.
His pull drew the attention of a group of young men to Chu Hongluan.
As the alcohol took effect, their thoughts became muddled, and one of them blurted out, "No wonder I haven't seen Brother Jinghong for so many days! Turns out you've been drunk in the arms of a woman! Hehe! How about it? I've told you before how delicious women are, but you just—ah—"
The man screamed and flew several feet like a rag doll, crashing into three stalls before slamming against a wall and vomiting a mouthful of blood.
Liu Jinghong withdrew her dignified foot, her usually smiling peach blossom eyes now filled with a chilling coldness.
Are you sober now?
When someone's life is hanging by a thread, there's no reason for them to remain sober.
The three young masters still standing beside Liu Jinghong swallowed stiffly, and after a long while, they finally spoke: "Ahem, it was Brother Zhang who misspoke after drinking, he misspoke after drinking. Young Master, you are very magnanimous, please don't hold it against him. Women, women, how can they compare to our brotherhood—ah—"
Another scream rang out.
Chu Hongluan looked at the parabola and tilted her head. "Young Master, you have to pay for the damage to someone's stall."
"Yes." Liu Jinghong nodded. "I can afford to pay for it."
Of the original four young masters, only two remain standing, one with a deathly pale face.
Even if they weren't very smart, they should have a general idea of where the problem lay: the woman accompanying this young master was no ordinary woman!
Could she be—the future young mistress?!
"Is there anything else?" Liu Jinghong asked coldly.
At this point, anyone with even a modicum of common sense would have known better than to leave, but the two of them stubbornly held on.
Perhaps it's because in the past, even when they subtly mocked his cultivation level, he wouldn't really get angry. Later, as long as you said some nice words to coax him, he would still generously spend money on them.
So, forcing a fawning smile, they approached: "Hey! It's been so long since we've seen the young master, hasn't it? We've finally run into each other today, so of course we have to get together! What do you think of... Jubao Tower? We heard they've got a lot of good stuff in there..."
Liu Jinghong sneered. Did they really think he was a sucker?
He used to be happy to spend money on them because they were quick-witted and could shower him with compliments eight hundred times a day without repeating themselves. He kept them around simply to have some fun.
But things are different now.
First of all, their unrestrained remarks just now made him extremely unhappy. It would be a great deed if he didn't crush their skulls on the spot.
Secondly, he is about to start a family and can no longer spend money on other people outside!
Liu Jinghong originally wanted to tell them to get lost, but then she remembered how much money they had made from her in the past, and a plan immediately came to her mind.
"Jubaolou... It has indeed been a long time since I last visited. Since you two have so kindly invited me, then I will bring my junior sister and go with you for a visit."
"Oh—so you're my junior sister! My apologies for not recognizing you!"
Liu Jinghong smacked him on the head with her fan: "How dare you call me 'Junior Sister'?"
The man quickly slapped his mouth: "Oh dear, look at my mouth! I deserve a beating!"
Liu Jinghong snorted coldly and didn't reply.
He turned around and compensated the innocent vendors who were caught in the crossfire with spirit stones before helping Chu Hongluan into the carriage. He then said, "Your Highness and Junior Sister will go ahead first. You two should hurry, as it's almost noon and the auction is about to begin. Time waits for no one."
The two people left standing there were completely bewildered. "Isn't the young master going to invite us to ride in the carriage together?"
"You don't know anything. This is the first time the young master has tasted the flavor of a woman. He's probably insatiable. In a private space like a carriage, a man and a woman alone, those who know, know. When did he ever ride in a carriage before when he came out on his own?" The man's face was full of mocking smiles, and he looked lewd no matter how you looked at him.
"Ouch—why does my head hurt so much? Quick, can you take a look? Did the young master's fan give me a bump?"
The person next to him parted his hair and carefully pulled it out: "No! It's fine. After all, we are cultivators. We're not that fragile. A single tap won't cause a bump!"
"That's strange... Is there really no bump? Take another look?"
"Really, no! Oh dear, don't delay! You'll really miss the auction!"
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