Chapter 64

"Zhao Yun?"

The two old men exchanged a glance, feeling a bit dazed. They never expected to hear this name from a member of the royal family.

The wasteful young master of the Zhao family, a celebrity in Wanggu City.

They naturally knew, but what surprised them was that Zhao Yun actually had a royal master. At first hearing, it was truly shocking!

"Feeling troubled?" Zhao Yun said calmly.

"Not troubled, not troubled, it’s our honor," the two old men smiled.

"In that case, these explosive talismans are your reward."

After saying this, Zhao Yun pulled the little fatty and left. It wasn’t an exaggeration to say that his legs were trembling, and his face under the black robe was pale. After all, he was bluffing two peak Xuan Yang experts, who were always on the brink of death.

As for giving the explosive talismans, it was to show his boldness.

How could someone from the royal family lack boldness? This way, it would be easier for people to believe that Zhao Yun had a royal master, and that he was extremely generous.

This move came at a great cost.

However, in the long run, it was definitely worth it.

As expected,

The two old men would certainly report tonight’s events to the city lord of Wanggu City when they returned. As long as the Zhao family was still in Wanggu City, the city lord would give them some face.

In fact, his actions proved to be very effective.

The two old men were stunned, staring at the ground covered with explosive talismans.

So many, just given as a reward?

Are all members of the Daxia royal family this bold?

If there was any doubt about Zhao Yun’s identity a moment ago, now there was no doubt. He was definitely from the royal family; otherwise, how could he be so generous? After all, explosive talismans were not ordinary items, and even with money, they might not be available.

"Mine."

"Your sister’s, mine."

"Get lost."

Soon, the sounds of this kind echoed in the wild forest. The two old men were picking up the explosive talismans, no, not picking, but grabbing, happier than picking up money!

"This matter needs to be reported to the city lord as soon as possible."

After picking up the talismans, the two old men disappeared. As for the explosive talismans they received, they would hand them over, but not all. Who knew how many explosive talismans the royal family had given? The city lord didn’t know, and they wouldn’t be foolish enough to say it.

As for the Zhao family,

In the future, they would have to be more cautious, not just cautious, but also try to win their favor. The Zhao family alone was nothing, and Zhao Yun alone was nothing, but his master was terrifying, a royal family member, a deep and unfathomable royal family member.

Zhao Yun and Niu Hong had already entered the depths of the forest.

On the way, the little fatty kept looking at Zhao Yun up and down, his eyes strange, the meaning clear: Could this guy really be from the royal family?

Or perhaps, he had a royal master.

Tonight, he had only used his master’s name to bluff the two old men.

"True or false," Zhao Yun smiled.

In times of chaos, everything was for survival. Using explosive talismans to secure the Zhao family’s safety for decades, in his view, was worth it.

"The more I see, the less I understand you."

The little fatty took a deep breath. Seeing Zhao Yun again, he felt that he had an additional layer of mystery. Knowing how to draw talismans and being able to escape the pursuit of Xuan Yang experts, even if he were from the royal family, he wouldn’t be this extraordinary!

Despite the surprise, there was gratitude.

If not for Zhao Yun’s risk, he and the villagers would have been buried.

He didn’t ask, and Zhao Yun wouldn’t say.

The story in between would be more bizarre than imagined, like Youlan and Qingyao. Who would have thought that three completely different people would have any connection?

The sky was bright, and the two stopped at an ancient town.

The villagers from Niu Family Village were all arranged by the little fatty to stay here.

Soon, the cavalry left the ancient town.

The rest of the journey was surprisingly smooth, with no bandits or robberies.

Perhaps the commotion in Qingfeng City was too big.

Even the army was mobilized, and no one dared to take the risk. A lone wolf had made the bandits as nervous as birds that had been shot at. If the city lords of several cities were determined to deal with them, they could flatten every mountain.

Speaking of the lone wolf, Qingfeng City was still sealed off.

Unfortunately, they were destined to find no one, and even less likely to find the lone wolf’s seal.

On the sixth day, they arrived at Wanggu City.

Zhao Yun, wearing a black robe, rode at the front, and the cavalry entered one after another.

The morning in Wanggu City was quite bustling.

Seeing such a large group, the people on the street couldn’t help but glance over. Seeing how ragged they looked and that they were all with their families, it was clear they were refugees.

Niu Hong was still calm.

The villagers, however, were particularly curious. It was their first time in such a large city. The pavilions and palaces were something they had never seen in their village.

Zhao Yun used 500 taels to buy a small estate.

It was for the villagers to live in. Once they had a place to stay, he would help them find ways to make a living, such as opening shops.

After settling everyone, he turned and left.

When he re-entered the street, he had taken off his black robe and removed his human skin mask. The passersby glanced at him; they hadn’t seen him for a long time.

Seeing him again, they couldn’t help but recall Liu Cangkong’s birthday.

You say, with so many important figures present, even the Celestial Sect, and he brought a chamber pot, which fell to the ground with a loud noise.

"That scene, I still remember it,"

"Zhao Yun was indeed too much, it was a birthday celebration."

"Still, he is the father-in-law."

"I don’t like what you’re saying. It’s one thing for the Liu family to trample the Zhao family’s dignity, but it’s another for Zhao Yun to send a chamber pot. Besides, it was the Liu family’s steward who mishandled it, causing the chamber pot to fall."

"If it were me, I would have sent a coffin."

The street was crowded, and people were chattering, with various opinions.

Zhao Yun ignored them and walked on.

He had already decided to send another chamber pot next year. How dare they trample the Zhao family’s dignity and still celebrate a birthday. Celebrate your sister’s birthday.

Hmm?

As he walked, his brows furrowed slightly, and he glanced at the side of the tavern. Many people were looking at him, but one pair of eyes carried a hint of killing intent. That person was on the second floor of the tavern, by the window.

As he perceived,

Indeed, there was someone sitting by the window on the second floor of the tavern.

It was a young man.

To be precise, it was a woman in disguise.

Upon closer inspection, it was none other than Youlan.

She had left Qingfeng City the night she received the mission and had been waiting in Wanggu City for several days. She hadn’t seen Zhao Yun from the Zhao family until today.

"Such a familiar back."

Youlan murmured, looking at Zhao Yun’s back, it seemed familiar, but she couldn’t quite place it.

It made sense; Zhao Yun usually wore a human skin mask when he went out. Now that he had taken it off, how could she recognize him? The back, however, was very familiar.

"Sir, your wine."

The waiter came up, holding a tray with a bottle of fine wine.

"Is he Zhao Yun?" Youlan asked calmly.

The waiter looked outside, instantly recognizing him, and smiled, "The wasteful young master of the Zhao family, everyone in Wanggu City knows. He’s been quite famous these days. His father-in-law’s birthday, and he, the son-in-law, actually sent a chamber pot."

Cough, cough...!

Hearing the word "chamber pot," Youlan choked. Even with her cold heart, she couldn’t help but be taken aback. This father-in-law and son-in-law were truly interesting.

Thinking about it, she felt relieved.

She had been in Wanggu City for some time, but rarely went out. She had heard a lot about Zhao Yun, the switched wedding, the match of a wasteful man and a blind woman, which was quite a scandal, and the Zhao family’s reputation was tarnished.

The Liu family wouldn’t let them live in peace during the birthday celebration.

It was fortunate that it was Zhao Yun; if it were her, she would have sent a coffin.

These were not important.

What was important was that Zhao Yun from the Zhao family had returned, and the mission could be carried out.

"Master."

Here, Zhao Yun had already entered the armory, and Yang Dawu came out to greet him from a distance. While the master was away, the armory’s business was booming.

"You all keep busy."

Zhao Yun smiled, glanced around, and then entered the back garden.

Hmm?

As he entered the back hall, he stepped into the room, but then stepped back out, seeing a white-clad girl sitting on the railing of the opposite pavilion, her head buried, doing something.

"Whose girl is this?"

Zhao Yun muttered and walked over along the corridor.

Upon closer inspection, he recognized her.

That day, the purple-clothed fairy asked him for directions. On the large white crane, there was not only the fairy but also a white-clad girl who was sleeping.

Yes, it was her.

The purple-clothed fairy had gone to guard the tomb, but unexpectedly, the white-clad girl was here.

Truly, they were fated.

As he watched, the white-clad girl was holding her small money bag, counting coins and silver pieces, each one carefully. She was so engrossed that she didn’t notice someone had come.

"Little miser?"

Zhao Yun stroked his chin.

"Who are you!"

The white-clad girl lifted her head, looking Zhao Yun up and down.

She also hugged her money bag, looking wary, as if afraid Zhao Yun would take it from her.

"This is my... house."

"Get in here."

Before Zhao Yun could finish, he was dragged into the room by a man in a hemp robe. This old man was elusive, and neither the white-clad girl nor Zhao Yun had noticed him. He had simply picked Zhao Yun up and carried him in.

"Where have you been these days?"

The man in the hemp robe scowled, his face dark. He could leave, but he should have left the cultivation technique behind! What was the meaning of this? Was he playing with him?

"I went to find my master."

Zhao Yun chuckled, and in conversation with the old man, he couldn’t help but mention his master.

"Did you find him?" the old man asked anxiously.

Zhao Yun shrugged helplessly, "Like a dragon, seen but not fully revealed."

"What else can you do?"

The man in the hemp robe scolded, throwing a small bag on the table. It was full of Essence Pills, about a dozen. Clearly, he hadn’t been idle while Zhao Yun was away, working hard to obtain the complete cultivation technique.

"You’re really generous."

Zhao Yun pocketed the pills and then picked up a pen, writing in a flowing script.

"Hurry up."

The old man stood by, grumbling, having waited for many days.

"Old man, who is that white-clad girl outside?"

Zhao Yun asked curiously while writing.

"Speaking of her name, almost everyone has done it."

"What... do you mean?"

"Daydream."

"Is this... a name?"

"Her father’s surname is Bai, and her mother’s name contains the word 'dream.' Daydream."

"This name is simple and straightforward."