Chapter 89

"Goodbye."

The old man, Wang, came in by climbing over the wall and left the same way. Before he left, he couldn't help but take another look at Zhuge Xuandao, wondering if he had drunk too much to still be vomiting.

"All young people, tsk tsk."

"Yesterday they fought in a group, and today they gather in a tavern to fight again?"

"In the city, no one dares to cause trouble."

The people at the table chattered away.

"Just one!" The little chubby boy pouted, "Why is the city lord so stingy?"

"Do you want to go?"

"If it's free, why not take advantage of it?"

"Here, I'll give it to you."

Zhao Yun said, handing the invitation to the little fatty, not intending to go himself and not wanting to join the commotion.

"This... how can I accept it?"

Niu Hong chuckled, not being polite, and had already decided to find a quiet spot to eat and leave.

"I'll go too."

The little money lover suddenly spoke up.

"You'd better not."

The fat old man pinched his beard; this little girl was here to avoid trouble and shouldn't show her face.

"Boring."

Bairimeng pouted and buried her head in her food again.

After the meal, Zhao Yun locked his door.

After Liu Ruxin fell asleep, he used his true essence to quietly nourish her body.

The night was deep and quiet.

The little girl secretly got out of bed and felt her way in the darkness until she found Zhao Yun.

Unfortunately, she was blind and could only gently touch the contours of his face in the darkness.

Zhao Yun was awake but didn't move.

Perhaps this was a kind of tacit understanding between husband and wife. He nourished Liu Ruxin's body, and she, being awake, touched his face. Neither broke the silence and the warmth it brought.

"This young couple is really interesting."

The fat old man clicked his tongue, sitting on the opposite railing with his hands in his sleeves, his eyes wide open. Not only could he see through walls, but he could also see through clothes? He couldn't sleep and just wanted to watch the romantic scene.

"I calculated with my fingers, his kidneys are not good."

The purple-haired child was also there, waiting all night but seeing nothing. All he saw was the two of them showing affection, both in their prime, like dry wood and raging fire, and yet they had no desires? This was unscientific!

The night grew deeper, and even the shameless ones couldn't stay awake.

Creak!

Zhao Yun left his room.

The garden was quiet. He cast a spirit spell and summoned the Golden-winged Great Peng.

Caw!

The Great Peng flapped its wings, quite happily.

Shh!

Zhao Yun made a gesture and jumped on.

The Great Peng spread its wings, carrying Zhao Yun out of the small garden, heading straight for the Zhao family, wanting to take a secret look.

The Zhao family was quiet at night, truly sealed off. Apart from the patrolling guards, there was not a single Zhao family member in sight. This was the first time he had returned since leaving the Zhao family. He didn't land but hovered in the air, looking down. His father was likely still in seclusion, the door tightly locked.

After a round, he returned to the armory.

In the morning, the warm sunlight shone.

A new day, and the ancient city of Wang was bustling again. The streets were filled with elegant young men, most holding fans, each one handsome and refined; there were also graceful young women, each as beautiful as flowers. They were from noble families and various clans in the ancient city of Wang, all heading to the Moon Viewing Tower. The city lord was hosting a banquet, and the Heavenly Spirit Body was representing the city lord. This was a face that had to be given.

Today's Moon Viewing Tower was especially solemn, with red silk and red carpets visible from afar. Those who didn't know might think someone was getting married.

"I want to go in too."

"You'd better not. Who has the qualifications? They are all young masters or the darlings of their clans. This is not something we can participate in."

"Life, it's all about fate."

The people on the street sighed, only able to watch. Without a background, they couldn't enter, and even with a background, they couldn't enter without the city lord's invitation.

"I need to eat more."

The little chubby boy set out, changing into a new outfit. However, due to his skin color, no matter what he wore or where he went, he was always the most noticeable.

Zhao Yun didn't go. After the meal, he sat at the counter, the shopkeeper! He still had to go through the motions.

There were many people in the city, some going to the banquet, others just strolling around, and many buying weapons.

"How did he become one-armed?"

"Zhao Yun, the young master of the Zhao family, truly has a difficult fate. Not only did he break his meridians, but he also lost an arm."

"Look at Liu Ruyue, once a golden boy and jade girl, now what a stark contrast!"

Where there are people, there is gossip. Those buying weapons chatted while choosing, and in groups, they pointed and commented.

Zhao Yun pretended not to hear, holding an ancient book and quietly reading, actually meditating in secret.

Hmm?

For a moment, he subtly raised his eyes and scanned the armory. Someone was watching him, with a faint, almost imperceptible killing intent. Due to his high mental level, he could clearly sense it.

After a quick look, his gaze fell on a corner where a young man in black was secretly watching. The young man's back was slender, small, and frail.

"Disguised as a man."

Zhao Yun murmured.

Just as the young man in black turned his head, their eyes met for a moment.

"Yulan?"

Zhao Yun naturally looked away, it was definitely Yulan. Even in disguise, she couldn't hide her beautiful eyes. He remembered those eyes well. He didn't expect to meet Yulan here, and what was the meaning of that killing intent? They didn't seem to have any grudges.

"So familiar."

Yulan also acted naturally, selecting weapons as if she were really interested. After seeing Zhao Yun, the familiarity grew, as if she had seen him somewhere before.

In addition, she was shocked.

After the failed assassination that night, the higher-ups sent more people, two at the peak of True Spirit, one at the eighth level of True Spirit, and a three-person team that had never failed a mission. Now, seeing the young master of the Zhao family sitting there safely, it proved the mission had failed.

"Do we have a grudge?"

Zhao Yun muttered, not approaching to recognize her. They were just passersby, and Yulan didn't know his identity. It was better to forget each other.

Suddenly, a hint of a woman's fragrance came, and when he looked up, a figure was standing at the counter.

Upon closer inspection, it was Qingyao, the daughter of Yan Tianfeng, the city lord of Qingfeng City.

"Is it fashionable to dress as a man these days?" Zhao Yun's eyes were strange. The Qingyao in front of him, like Yulan, was not dressed as a woman but as an elegant young man, looking very handsome at first glance.

He wasn't surprised to see Qingyao in the ancient city of Wang, likely here for the auction and the banquet at the Moon Viewing Tower.

The difference was that in Qingfeng City, it was her territory; in the ancient city of Wang, it was Liu Ruyue's territory.

Qingyao stood gracefully, quietly looking at Zhao Yun. In Qingfeng City, she had secretly watched Zhao Yun, knowing he had a wife but still searching for him. After many days without success, she came to the ancient city of Wang and saw Zhao Yun's portrait by chance, leading her to come here.

Without asking, she knew it was him.

This was unexpected. She never thought the person she had been searching for would be the well-known broken-meridian cripple of the ancient city of Wang, and even the brother-in-law of Liu Ruyue.

This joke seemed a bit too big. The world was deceived, and he was not a waste but a great talent.

"Can she recognize me?"

Zhao Yun thought, it couldn't be! Since leaving Niu Family Village, he had always worn a human skin mask. Could she have seen his true face when he was unconscious?

"Feel free to look."

Zhao Yun smiled, not revealing the truth.

"Where is your hand?"

Qingyao softly asked, noticing Zhao Yun's empty left sleeve, her heart suddenly aching.

"Lost it." Zhao Yun smiled.

"I have a request."

"Go ahead."

"Can I see your wife?"

"She's in the back garden."

"Thank you." Qingyao smiled and went to the back, entering the armory's courtyard.

From a distance, she saw Liu Ruxin, quietly sitting in a pavilion, with a little maid watching over her. As she approached, she saw Liu Ruxin embroidering, her blind eyes making the work messy, but the words "Zhao Yun" were faintly visible.

"Who are you?"

Yu'er looked at Qingyao, and Liu Ruxin raised her eyes, her clear but blind eyes appearing dull and empty.

"An old friend."

Qingyao smiled, handing a spirit jade with the effect of nourishing the body to Liu Ruxin.

It was clear this little girl loved Zhao Yun deeply, her small hands bleeding from embroidering his name. Qingyao could also see that Zhao Yun loved his wife deeply.

She came quietly and left quietly, her eyes dark with self-mockery and envy.

"What a strange young man."

Yu'er whispered, wondering why he came to give her something during the day.

"Dressed as a man."

Liu Ruxin murmured, her eyes blind but her sense of smell extremely sharp. It was a woman.

"Your wife is very beautiful."

Back at the counter, Qingyao smiled.

"You look very handsome dressed as a man."

Zhao Yun also smiled.

"Flirt."

Qingyao laughed and left, just like Zhao Yun, a passerby.

"That girl is not bad!"

The purple-haired child suddenly appeared, sitting on the counter with a wine gourd in his arms.

"You have good taste."

Zhao Yun buried his head and continued reading the ancient book.

"Talk to me, who is your master?"

Not only the purple-haired child but also Chiyin appeared, leaning on the counter with a graceful posture.

"Can't say."

Zhao Yun took a deep breath, speaking with a serious tone, adding a bit of mystique.

He wouldn't boast anymore, as it could lead to trouble if he provoked a great deity.

"Let's beat him up!"

"It's not good to hit people during the day!"

"Be gentle."

"Um... great minds think alike."

The two Xuan Yang realm cultivators had a pleasant conversation and made a decision.

After saying that, they pinned Zhao Yun down.

"Don't provoke me, my master has a bad temper."

"Whose temper is it?"

"If you say that, I'll curse."

"Master, something's wrong."

Before they could start, Wu Er rushed in, shouting.

"What is it?"

Zhao Yun struggled to stand up.

"The little fatty was beaten up, and it was terrible, according to the people at the Moon Viewing Tower."

Whoosh!

Zhao Yun was like the wind, rushing out of the armory.

"The Moon Viewing Tower will be lively."

Chiyin said meaningfully.

"According to Zhuge Lao, that kid has a lot of explosives, the kind with thunder."

The purple-haired child took a breath and wiped his mouth with his sleeve.