Chapter 3

Mowuji did not go to pull Yan'er; he could sense the pressure and suffering she endured after Moxinghe went mad. At this moment, he just looked at the distant skyscrapers, clenching his fists tightly. Even if he had to start all over again, so what?

Although this place was similar to a monarchy, it was not devoid of technology. There were public transportation systems similar to those on Earth, as well as ordinary electronic and mechanical equipment. Was he afraid he couldn't survive?

"Yan'er, let's go back first." Mowuji pulled up the struggling Yan'er and said, looking at the distant skyscrapers.

Even if he had been reborn from Earth, he probably couldn't reclaim his North Qin Principality.

Not thinking about the dream of being a prince, Mowuji was still confident he could stand on his own here. In his previous life, he was at least a top-level biologist and botanist. It was because he discovered a way to extract essence from several plants to synthesize a liquid that could expand human meridians, which led to his lover's betrayal and his rebirth in this place.

He was well aware of the value of extracting substances from plants to expand human meridians. Meridians have always existed on the boundary between existence and non-existence. Although they are often mentioned in traditional Chinese medicine, how many people can truly find the meridians and work on them?

One can imagine how powerful a person would be if their meridians were expanded to a point where they could feel it themselves. Probably, any person with expanded meridians would have a good chance of winning in the Olympic marathon or weightlifting.

The only thing he didn't expect was that his lover, who had shared life and death with him, would betray him. Even now, he still doesn't understand why his lover, who had followed him through life and death, stabbed him in the heart with a dagger at the moment of his success.

"Yes, Young Master..." Yan'er finally calmed down, her eyes regaining some luster.

Mowuji said helplessly, "Yan'er, do I look like a young master? Call me by my name from now on. The past is the past, today is a new beginning. My name is no longer Moxinghe, but Mowuji."

"Yes, Young Master." Yan'er quickly responded.

Mowuji didn't try to persuade her further. Some habits and concepts of hierarchy couldn't be changed just like that. He could only say, "It's getting dark. Let's go back first. Tomorrow, I'll try to find something to do."

Although Mowuji hadn't returned home yet, he already had a vague idea. After Moxinghe's parents died and their wealth was lost, the Mo family had fallen into poverty. Later, when Moxinghe went mad, Yan'er had to work every day and also bring Mowuji to play this boring game. It was already a miracle that they had survived.

"Young Master, don't go looking for work. You don't need to come out every day. I can take on an extra job, which will be enough." Hearing Mowuji say he wanted to find work, Yan'er hurriedly waved her hands.

Mowuji looked at Yan'er's faded dress and the simplest of hair accessories, and said nothing more. Some things couldn't be explained with words. The Moxinghe of the past probably never understood how difficult it was for Yan'er to keep him alive until today.

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Raozhou City, although it had city gates and walls, did not have a curfew. People could enter and leave freely at any time of day or night.

Or rather, the city gates and walls of Raozhou City were more symbolic, not built for defense in war.

Moxinghe was focused on restoring his principality and didn't care about the prosperity of Raozhou City. Mowuji could only vaguely remember that Raozhou was very prosperous.

After entering Raozhou City with Yan'er, Mowuji immediately felt the prosperity. The dense crowds on the wide streets and the brightly lit shops on both sides made Mowuji suspect that this was actually a modern city on Earth.

Such a prosperous place was naturally not where Mowuji could afford to live. The two of them walked around the bustling streets for nearly an hour before reaching a somewhat messy residential area. The lights here were much dimmer.

Mowuji saw their shabby living quarters from a distance. Even though the rent was almost negligible, it was still beyond Yan'er's and his means. They could still live there thanks to the landlord's sympathy; otherwise, they might not even have a place to sleep.

"Ah, the king has returned, I'll quickly make way." A sudden voice interrupted Mowuji's observations.

"****, get out of the way." Yan'er, who had been half a step behind Mowuji with her head down, suddenly stepped forward, like an angry little leopard, blocking Mowuji behind her.

In the dim light, Mowuji saw a young man with slicked-back hair. He said he would quickly move, but he was actually standing in the middle of the road, not moving at all.

"Yan'er, your big brother Hu bought half a pound of pork head meat today, just for you. You treating me like this makes me sad." The young man named **** waved the lotus leaf package in his hand.

Mowuji's stomach growled, and Yan'er, who had been about to ask **** to move, hesitated when she saw the lotus leaf package in his hand.

"That's better, your big brother Hu and you are not strangers..." As **** spoke, he walked over and reached out to touch Yan'er's hand. Despite the scar on her face and her malnourished figure, she still couldn't hide her beauty.

Yan'er's eyes showed some struggle. If it were just her, she wouldn't pay any attention to ****. But today, Young Master hadn't eaten all day, and his stomach had growled just now. Moreover, there wasn't even a grain of rice at home. What could they do when they got back?

How could Mowuji not know what Yan'er was thinking? He didn't wait for **** to touch Yan'er's hand and kicked him.

**** didn't expect Mowuji to attack at this moment and was kicked squarely in the chest.

Mowuji felt as if he had kicked a steel plate, and the powerful force sent him reeling back several steps.

"Young Master, are you okay..." Yan'er quickly ran over and supported Mowuji.

Mowuji looked at ****, who had only taken a step back, and was shocked. His body was indeed weak, but it shouldn't be so weak that he couldn't kick down **** in a surprise attack. Could this **** know martial arts?

"You're asking for death..." ****, who had never expected the weak and dreamy Moxinghe to suddenly attack him, was instantly furious. He pulled out a foot-long dagger from his waist and charged at Mowuji.

Several onlookers in the distance watched **** charge at Mowuji, but no one stepped forward to stop him or even spoke.

"****, stop right now. In broad daylight, you dare to commit violence?" Yan'er's face turned even paler, but she didn't notice that it was already late.

"Ha ha, I've wanted to get rid of this idiot for a long time. Today, since this idiot attacked me first, even if I kill him, I'll only be fined a bit of money. Yan'er, this is for your own good. You'll be free, and you'll have food and clothes with me..." **** clearly had no intention of stopping.

Yan'er was extremely anxious and had no choice but to block Mowuji behind her.

At this moment, Mowuji was completely calm. In his memory, Chengyu Kingdom indeed had such a law. Regardless of right or wrong, if one killed the other after the other attacked first, they would only suffer a financial penalty.

It was too late to regret. Mowuji pulled Yan'er to the side again and calmly stared at ****, saying, "****, if you dare to touch me today, you will die a very ugly death."

**** laughed maniacally as if he had heard the funniest joke, "I don't dare to touch you? Then open your eyes and see if I dare to touch you..."

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