Chapter 57

"Hey! You there? Yeah, you, come over here!"

A constable holding a book of documents awkwardly approached, and it was really unclear why Ling Lingfa needed the book; he had never seen him read it.

"Tell me, who led the raid on the house?" Ling Xiao put on a sinister expression and asked.

The constable's heart raced as he suddenly remembered Ling Xiao's formidable display of power at the Six Fans Gate. "It... it was Lei Yiming, one of the Four Great Constables."

Ling Xiao was momentarily stunned, trying hard to recall Lei Yiming's appearance. There was no way, he was just too ordinary. "Where were these things stored afterward?"

"In the warehouse of the Six Fans Gate."

"Have they ever been moved?"

"Never."

Ling Xiao took a deep breath and roughly understood what had happened. He casually waved the constable away and flipped through the Heavenly Flying Immortal in his hand, his mind racing.

The painting was beautiful, and the book was excellent. It was clear that the book thief had a high literary素养, but it was a pity that the brushwork lacked the sword intent, so it wasn't Ye Gucheng's Heavenly Flying Immortal!

During the raid, there were many people and much noise. Even if someone were to steal, they shouldn't choose that time. But if the items entered the Six Fans Gate, anything was possible. There were many people who could steal there, whether they were constables of the Six Fans Gate or outsiders. For example, the person who reported to Lei Yiming.

What a dilemma!

Looking at the floating clouds in the sky, he felt a myriad of emotions. Was he under a bad influence recently? Should he go with his master's wife to offer incense?

"Xiao Ling! What are you still standing there for!" A voice full of resentment sounded from behind Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao shivered and turned back with a forced smile. "When did you come out, Master's wife?"

"While you were staring at the clouds and daydreaming." The master's wife looked at Ling Xiao with an unfriendly gaze and then said, "I heard you made a bet with that Huang Gongzi?"

"That's the Emperor!"

"That's nonsense! He never told me, and besides, he wants my gold ingot and expects me to be happy about it?"

Ling Xiao's mouth twitched, and he lightly turned his head to look at Ling Lingfa behind him, but only saw a hurried back. "Uh... this, you know how hard it is for me to work under others. What could I do when he wanted to bet?"

"I don't care. You deal with the trouble you caused. I want my gold ingot back!" She raised her eyebrows threateningly, the meaning very clear.

"Guaranteed to complete the task!"

...

After leaving the clinic, Ling Xiao slowly walked down the street. The neighbors greeted him warmly, especially when they saw Aunt Cai.

He bought a piece of tofu skin and went to Zeng Jing's cloth stall. "How's business, Sister Zeng?"

"Xiao Ling! It's okay. Recently, many new people have come to the capital, including many foreigners, so business has improved a lot." Zeng Jing smiled in response.

"Business is so good, you should treat us to a meal!"

"Sure! I'll make your favorite sweet and sour pork tonight, remember to come!" Zeng Jing answered without suspicion, smiling.

Ling Xiao smiled. "Sure, here, A Sheng likes this." He placed the tofu skin on the stall.

"Thank you!"

Ling Xiao waved and left, walking and wandering until he stopped in front of a mansion.

"Zhuge Mansion! Looks like I need to visit more often." He stepped inside.

The landscaping at Zhuge Mansion was excellent, with various flowers and trees filling the courtyard. Through the main hall, many scrolls and bamboo slips could be seen. It was unclear whether Zhuge Zhengwo was a book lover or just for show, as the numerous books were scattered everywhere.

"Sir, who are you looking for?" A plain-dressed, pure and lovely young girl walked over. Her sleeves were rolled up, and her hands were still dirty.

Ling Xiao raised an eyebrow. How many little girls were there in Zhuge Zhengwo's mansion! "I'm looking for Sheng Yayu, oh, you usually call her Wuqing."

The girl's big eyes widened instantly, and she ran off without looking back, shouting, "Sister Wuqing! A man is looking for you!"

Ling Xiao's head was full of black lines. Why did that sound so awkward! Although it was true. He shook his head and slowly followed the girl. "It's a great honor for you to visit, Xiao Ling. I should have greeted you properly!"

A kind and loud voice came from the main hall. Ling Xiao turned back and saw Zhuge Zhengwo standing there, smiling at him in a harmless way.

Ling Xiao pursed his lips but didn't mind much. After all, he was a master and needed to maintain a bit of mystery!

He entered the main hall and sat down without hesitation. "Don't look at me so affectionately. I'm not here for you this time!" Ling Xiao's words were blunt. From their last meeting, this old man must have known his cheap parents from somewhere. If he hadn't come from another world, he would have been happy to trace his roots. But now, this old man only brought trouble! Ling Xiao hated trouble, so he also hated this old man!

Zhuge Zhengwo, as if he hadn't heard, continued to smile. "Hehe, I rarely have guests here, whether they're looking for someone, it's always a good thing!"

Ling Xiao looked at him in surprise. Was this old man a Buddhist? Why wasn't he angry no matter what? He leaned in stealthily and said with a sly smile, "Tell me honestly, what do you want by keeping so many young girls, you old bachelor?"

Zhuge Zhengwo was taken aback and was about to say something, but Ling Xiao waved his hand. "No need to explain! I understand! I understand! Men, ohohoho!"

Zhuge Zhengwo smiled helplessly. What had Ling Lingfa taught him!

"What are you here for?"

The voice was as cold as ever. Wuqing sat in her wheelchair, looking at Ling Xiao as if he were a common stone. Hard, dirty, and sometimes even a nuisance!

"It's you who came to see Sister Wuqing? Not impressive at all!" A mischievous young boy spoke, dressed similarly to the girl beside him. They stood behind Wuqing, pushing her wheelchair.

"Who said! I think he's pretty cool!" The girl glared at the boy.

Ling Xiao watched the boy's suppressed anger with interest and sighed inwardly, "Middle school syndrome! Indeed a rare quality!"

Zhuge Zhengwo pointed to the girl. "This is Dangdang, an orphan I adopted. The one next to her is also an orphan I adopted, just call him Dalang."

"Why did you come to see me?" Wuqing looked at Ling Xiao, who was slouching in the chair, and suddenly felt a wave of disgust.

Ling Xiao frowned. "Can't I come to see you without a reason? Life should be more relaxed. Living in black and white all the time will lead to hormonal imbalance! When women have hormonal imbalances, they become irritable, gain weight, get acne, and suffer from many gynecological diseases! In severe cases, they can even become infertile!"

A cold wind blew through the main hall, and Ling Xiao felt the atmosphere was a bit strange. Wuqing's eyes grew colder, almost turning into killing intent, but Zhuge Zhengwo timely intervened with a glance and chuckled, "Hehe! Xiao Ling, as a disciple of the gynecological master, you are indeed well-versed in medicine!"

"What are you here for?" Ling Xiao felt Wuqing's voice grow even colder.

Zhuge Zhengwo suddenly felt a bit out of place, a feeling he hadn't had in a long time. He stood up helplessly and said, "You young people should talk more. We won't disturb you." Then he pulled the reluctant Dangdang and Dalang away.

The man and woman stared at each other silently, no sparks or lightning, one secretly admiring the cold beauty, the other openly shooting daggers.

Ling Xiao sighed in defeat. "Fine! No more small talk. I came to ask for your help this time."

"I can't help you." The wheelchair turned on its own without anyone pushing.

"Don't rush. This is also related to your good friend, Princess Feifeng!"

Wuqing stopped the wheelchair and thought for a moment. "How can I help?"

...

As dusk approached, the last rays of the setting sun still lingered on the horizon, casting a magnificent and splendid glow on the palace walls.

In this beautiful scene, two long shadows merged and slowly walked together. "It seems you value this friendship a lot! I just said it was related to Princess Feifeng, and you came with me." Ling Xiao pushed Wuqing forward, chatting about trivial matters.

"I am different from you. I cherish everything I have, and friends are very important to me." Wuqing's tone was firm, so firm that it moved Ling Xiao. He looked deeply at the girl's back, delicate, cold, and beautiful!

He paused and smiled. "How are we different?"

"You are a man without faith. Behind your carefree exterior lies deep indifference. You are uninterested in everything, indifferent to everything, and treat friends and family as pawns to be discarded at any time. We are like parallel lines, never intersecting, never related."

Ling Xiao, hearing such harsh words, did not pause. He continued to push Wuqing forward silently, but after a while, he said, "How did you figure all this out? What else? Didn't you see that I'm handsome and charming?"

Wuqing frowned, suddenly remembering something. "My master once investigated you. You are an orphan who should yearn for family. However, your words and actions in the Golden Hall showed your attitude. What do birth parents mean to you? Are they just irrelevant passersby?"

Ling Xiao raised his eyebrows in surprise. "I didn't expect a casual remark to make you think so much."

"Casual remarks best reveal a person's true nature."

Ling Xiao chuckled. "Your follow-up remarks are indeed sharp! But you are right about one thing. The birth parents of this body mean little to me."

A hint of anger flashed in Wuqing's eyes, but before she could say anything, Ling Xiao continued, "If you had really investigated me thoroughly, you would know that I have completely forgotten my childhood. My life began when I woke up hungry as a beggar. To avoid hunger, I followed a human trafficker into a training camp. But it was too cruel and dark, so to avoid becoming cold and ruthless, I gathered some friends and knocked out the guards. The追踪 of the Jinyiwei was suffocating, so to please Ling Lingfa, I racked my brains to show my intelligence. Ling Lingfa was not favored, so to stand in the sunlight without hesitation, I shielded the Emperor from arrows and removed traitors. You are right, I am a man without faith. Everything I do is for myself. I don't care about anything, I am selfish and proud. I believe that a happy life is the most important, so please tell the old Zhuge that he can cause trouble, but don't involve me. Because once I become interested in something, it will be very scary!"

Ling Xiao's words sounded like a joke, but Wuqing, with her unique talent, sensed that he was serious. It was a threat and a genuine expression.