Chapter 90

Song Shi did not press further into the origins of Abusijida, but instead called Old Hu to arrange accommodation for him.

"Xizi, you know, it’s one thing for Lang to be busy, but to be so busy that he can’t even come home for days on end, what kind of situation is this? Isn’t Lu Yongcheng supposed to be all-powerful? Let him go and折腾 (struggle), making the house so cold and empty, it’s really no fun."

Yang Chenglie had been leaving early and returning late for the past two days, sometimes not coming back at all.

Naturally, Song Shi’s mood was not good. Seeing Yang Shouwen sit down beside her, she couldn’t help but vent her frustrations to him.

Yang Shouwen could only smile bitterly and agree, but he didn’t know how to explain. If he told Song Shi that Yang Chenglie was currently in a lot of trouble, she would probably worry. He comforted Song Shi with a few words and then took the opportunity to slip out of the living room.

Outside the front courtyard’s side room, Youniang and Qingnu were leading Bodhi and four puppies, curiously peering inside.

Yang Shouwen walked over and playfully tapped each of their heads, causing the two little girls to pout in a series of adorable complaints. He laughed, ruffled their little heads, and then stepped into the side room. Inside, Old Hu was helping Jida arrange the bed. Seeing Yang Shouwen enter, Old Hu quickly came over to greet him.

"Old Hu, you can go out now."

"Yes."

Old Hu left the room, and Yang Shouwen sat down on a Hu bed, holding Youniang in one arm and Qingnu in the other.

"Youniang, Qingnu, this is Jida.

Jida, they are my sisters. In the future, you should take good care of them. Our family is small, and we don’t have many rules. You’ve seen, besides my parents, there’s the aunt in the kitchen, and Old Hu. That’s the entire Yang household. Additionally, there are three others who are not here, but they should return in a few days."

Abusijida nodded, took off his fur half-sleeve, and hung it on the clothes rack.

Then, he lifted his robe and kneeled on the couch, looking at Yang Shouwen.

Actually, communicating with a mute is quite painful!

Yang Shouwen smiled and said, "Jida, let’s get the ugly things out of the way first. After I finish speaking, if you don’t agree, you can leave."

As he spoke, he gently patted Youniang’s head, signaling her to take Qingnu out.

Yang Shouwen looked at Jida and said, "I don’t care about your past relationship with the old soldier, or who Wogedai is to you. But now that you’ve entered the Yang household, you are one of us. If you’re willing to be part of the Yang family, I will treat you as family. But if you have second thoughts, don’t blame me for being ruthless."

A hint of disdain flashed in Jida’s eyes.

Clearly, he didn’t care about Yang Shouwen’s threats.

"You don’t believe me?"

Jida’s lips twitched, as if in mockery.

But before his smile could fade, Yang Shouwen suddenly raised his hand, and a cold flash shot out. Jida didn’t have time to react, feeling a cold sensation pass over his head, and it hit the bronze mirror behind him with a thud.

The bronze mirror clattered to the ground, leaving a deep dent.

A roughly twenty-centimeter iron ball rolled on the ground, while Yang Shouwen held a dagger in his hand.

"Wogedai said you are skilled in martial arts, and the old soldier recommended you, so I believe you are not an ordinary person.

But believe me, I have countless ways to end your life… I’m telling you this now, so you can leave if you want. If you decide to stay, and then try to leave, you will be my enemy."

Yang Shouwen stood up.

"Think about it. You can leave at any time before dawn tomorrow."

As he spoke, he walked out with his hands behind his back.

The iron ball technique was something Yang Shouwen had mastered after regaining consciousness. In his previous life, he had spent years in bed, practicing throwing iron balls into a pot, achieving perfect accuracy. Now, what was once a pastime had become a lethal skill.

Sometimes, you have to show enough strength to intimidate others.

Abusijida was different from Yang Molili.

Molili was carefree, her greatest joy being to have a full stomach every day, living without a care in the world. But Abusijida, it seemed, had been trained as an assassin by the old soldier. Though he couldn’t speak, Yang Shouwen could sense his rebellious nature. With such a person, you can’t be too polite.

"Brother Xizi, is he a bad person?"

Yang Shouwen walked out of the side room and saw Youniang standing at the door.

She looked at him with confusion, her face showing bewilderment.

"Why do you say that?"

"Brother Xizi hit him just now, I saw it."

Yang Shouwen laughed and said softly, "Youniang, don’t imagine things. I wasn’t hitting him, just scaring him a bit.

But if we live together, you mustn’t bully him."

"Like how we treat Yang Molili?"

"Yes… Yang Molili is part of our family.

When he becomes part of our family, you can treat him like you treat Yang Molili. Understand?"

"Youniang understands!"

Youniang nodded obediently, then smiled and pulled Yang Shouwen’s hand. "Brother Xizi, tell a story quickly. You didn’t tell one yesterday. Last time, you said Tang Seng was captured at the Little Thunderclap Temple. What happened next?"

Yang Shouwen laughed heartily, squatted down, and picked up Youniang.

"Alright, let’s continue the story."

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That night, Yang Shouwen didn’t sleep well.

With a new person in the house, it was impossible not to be cautious.

Fortunately, with Bodhi and the others on night watch, Yang Shouwen felt more at ease. The next day, the rain stopped. As the sun rose, Yang Shouwen, holding his tiger-swallowing spear, came to the courtyard in the front yard. However, he wasn’t the earliest to rise. Abusijida was already up, practicing with his spear in the courtyard.

The spear in Abusijida’s hands seemed to come alive, moving up and down with a whistling sound.

Yang Shouwen watched for a while and couldn’t help but nod in approval.

In terms of spear techniques, Jida’s spear was not particularly outstanding, nor as intricate as the nine-linked spear passed down in Yang Shouwen’s family. However, his techniques were simple and straightforward, yet powerful. Jida’s spear technique could be described in one word: fast. There were no fancy moves, just straightforward, powerful strikes, exuding a strong killing intent.

This was clearly a battlefield technique!

Yang Shouwen watched for a while and felt the urge to try it out.

"Jida, let me see your battle spear."

As he spoke, he leaped into the courtyard. Before he could steady himself, a spear shadow flashed toward him. The spear was as fast as lightning. Yang Shouwen quickly raised his spear to block, and the two began to fight. The nine-linked spear had nine routes, but it all boiled down to one move: thrusting. Thrusting from the front, above, below, left, and right, the spear strikes were continuous, the tiger-swallowing spear creating a web of shadows that enveloped Jida.

Their fighting styles were somewhat similar, but Yang Shouwen had more strength, while Jida’s style was fearless and relentless.

They exchanged blows for over a dozen rounds.

Their sparring caught the attention of Yang Youning and Yang Qingnu. The two little girls stood on the porch, cheering for Yang Shouwen. However, after a while, Youniang’s eyes twinkled, and she shouted to Abusijida, "Brother Jida, cheer up!"

Abusijida’s spear movements paused, and his previously relentless attack suddenly showed a weakness.

At that moment, Yang Shouwen’s spear shot out and slapped Jida’s waist. Fortunately, Yang Shouwen didn’t use full force, and Jida stumbled, almost falling to the ground.

Youniang immediately shouted, "Brother Xizi is cheating!"

"Youniang, how can you switch sides like that?"

"I didn’t."

Youniang smiled and said, "Brother Xizi said that if Brother Jida is still here after dawn, he will be part of our family. Since he’s part of the family, why should we only cheer for Brother Xizi? Brother Jida should also cheer up."

Abusijida’s face showed no expression.

He looked at Youniang with his spear, a hint of warmth flashing in his blue eyes, but it quickly disappeared.

However, Yang Shouwen noticed the warmth in Jida’s eyes. He smiled, his lips curling into a beautiful arc, and he looked at Youniang. She was also looking at him, and seeing the approval in his eyes, her smile became even brighter.

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