Chapter 9 Encountering Injustice on the Road...
Chapter Nine: Encountering Injustice
Ling Hao was worried that the young master Mingyue would catch up, so instead of traveling slowly and stopping as before, she hurried on her horse to Fuzhou. She was glad that she hadn't told him where she was going, otherwise it would have been troublesome if he had really gotten on her good side.
Fortunately, she didn't encounter that young master Mingyue again along the way, nor did she run into any strange people, which relieved Ling Hao. Soon, she arrived outside Fuzhou City.
She glanced up at the sun, thinking that even if she took her time getting into the city, she would have enough time. Feeling a bit thirsty, she saw a small teahouse by the main road, dismounted, and led Yunduo over. "Innkeeper, tea, please." She tied Yunduo to a pillar at the entrance, then went into the teahouse, took off her straw hat, looked around, and sat down at a table near the entrance.
"Sir, we only have coarse tea here." A middle-aged man with a fawning smile walked over. Looking at Ling Hao's clothes, he didn't think she was a penniless passerby or a down-on-his-luck wanderer, and worried that she might cause trouble because the tea wasn't good.
Linghao said, "Bring me a pot."
"Alright!" the shopkeeper called out to the back of the teahouse. "Ni'er, bring out a pot of tea."
"Understood, Father." A young woman's voice came from the back of the teahouse.
Just then, another person arrived at the teahouse. The owner smiled at Ling Hao and went out to greet the guest.
Ling Hao's gaze followed the shopkeeper outside. She saw several young martial arts practitioners sitting at tables outside the teahouse, but her eyes remained fixed on the shopkeeper. If she wasn't mistaken, the shopkeeper knew martial arts, and not a very low level at that.
For an ordinary teahouse owner, this was far too high. Ling Hao withdrew her gaze, not intending to expose him. Unless it was someone like Tian Boguang, or someone who wanted to harm her, she wouldn't meddle.
"Sir, your tea." A young woman emerged from the back of the teahouse, carrying a pot of hot tea, and placed it in front of Ling Hao. When she saw Ling Hao, her eyes lit up, as if she had seen something important.
This is precisely why Hao's attention was drawn to her. This young woman looked like an ordinary tea seller, but judging from her light steps, she clearly knew martial arts. Her seemingly rustic attire and the freckles on her face were probably a disguise.
"Thank you." Ling Hao nodded to the young woman, poured himself a cup of tea, and blew on it.
Interesting, there are actually three martial arts practitioners in this small teahouse. Yes, there's a third one. Ling Hao heard a third breath coming from the back of the teahouse; although the sound was slow and low, she still heard it.
"Is this all you're going to serve us?" Just then, a group of young men outside started making a scene. They smashed the teapot the shopkeeper had brought them and even reached out to hit someone.
"Don't hit my father!" The shopkeeper's daughter rushed out to help.
"She's still a young girl."
"It's a bit rustic, but if you look closely, it's not ugly."
"What...what do you want to do?" The shopkeeper's daughter took a few steps back.
The shopkeeper seemed to wake from a dream and quickly shielded his daughter behind him, saying, "Esteemed guests, my daughter is ignorant and I hope you will be magnanimous and forgive her."
One of the young men, who appeared to be the leader, had a lewd and disgusting smile. "Want me to forgive her? Fine, let her come and serve me."
"Senior Brother Yu is the son of our Qingcheng Sect Leader. It is an honor for her to serve him."
"That's right, hahaha..."
The small teahouses by the roadside outside the city usually only serve this kind of tea, so it's obvious the other party is deliberately causing trouble. They're surrounding the shopkeeper and his daughter, clearly looking for amusement. Linghao is about to reach for a chopstick on the table to teach those people outside a lesson.
Just then, several horses passed by. They must have seen this scene, because the horses that had already passed by returned.
The group dismounted, led by a young man. He was a tall, handsome young man with delicate features. He wore a brocade robe and looked like a young master from a wealthy family.
"What are you doing? Let go of that girl!" The young man's martial arts skills were quite poor, and his steps were unsteady, but he was a good person. He turned back when he saw the shopkeeper and his daughter being bullied.
Ling Hao blinked in surprise upon seeing this scene. Wait, could she have just stumbled upon the moment when Lin Pingzhi clashed with Yu Renyan over Yue Lingshan? Those troublemaking young people were saying that Senior Brother Yu was the son of the Qingcheng Sect's leader, and then a handsome young man with mediocre martial arts skills stepped forward—this all looked like that scene.
Therefore, the so-called father and daughter were not actually father and daughter, but rather Lao Denuo and Yue Lingshan from the Huashan Sect. The slow, menacing presence hiding behind the teahouse was most likely Yue Buqun. And Linghu Chong? Ling looked around but didn't see any sign of him.
Perhaps Linghu Chong and the other Huashan disciples had been sent away by Yue Buqun. After all, what he was doing wasn't exactly honorable, so sending the other disciples away was quite normal. At this point, Linghao felt somewhat helpless. Although she knew the original plot, she only remembered some important or memorable parts; the rest of the plot was really blurry.
She truly admired those who could remember everything perfectly after transmigrating or being reborn; she couldn't do that. But it was alright. Linghao wasn't planning to rely entirely on the plot. If she remembered something, she'd consider it a bonus; if she didn't, she'd just consider it bad luck.
As she was reflecting, a fight broke out outside the teahouse. Ling Hao clearly saw Yue Lingshan secretly using her internal energy to help Lin Pingzhi. It was because of her secret assistance that Lin Pingzhi's mediocre skills were able to hold his own against Yu Renyan.
Although Ling Hao thought both Lin Pingzhi and Yu Renyan were incompetent, like two chickens fighting, there were still differences between chickens. Whether intentional or unintentional, Yue Lingshan's move caused Lin Pingzhi's sword to go astray, and at that moment, Yu Renyan was entangled by Lin Pingzhi's men, so his sword was aimed at Yu Renyan's heart.
"Clang—!"
Seeing that the situation was about to get out of control, everyone present changed their expressions, but then a shadow flew out from the side, deflecting Lin Pingzhi's sword. The sword did not pierce Yu Renyan's heart, and both Yu Renyan and Lin Pingzhi, as well as the Qingcheng Sect and the Fuwei Escort Agency, all breathed a sigh of relief.
A note from the author:
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Goodnight, my little darlings, muah!
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