Chapter 33

There was an inn.

Naturally, this name did not exist in this world; it was merely a small town where an inn appeared before Yue Yuan and the girl with the limp, Lu Wushuang, causing both of them to feel greatly delighted.

On this journey, the two had been living in the open, enduring a miserable existence.

They had not had a single comfortable night's sleep.

Lu Wushuang, being a girl, had been living outside for a long time without much washing. According to Yue Yuan, the girl with the limp had started to smell, which made Lu Wushuang inwardly resent Yue Yuan even more. Yue Yuan himself was a person who enjoyed luxury, and the person he visualized was even more so. Combined, Yue Yuan was already very dissatisfied.

The world of martial arts was one thing, but beauty, wine, and enjoyment could not be neglected.

Moreover, he had not rested well these past few days. Because his martial arts skills were much higher than Lu Wushuang's, he had been teaching the girl with the limp lightness techniques while also helping her understand the Five Poisons' secret techniques.

This kept Yue Yuan extremely busy, leaving him with no time to rest.

After several days of travel, seeing the town and the inn, both of them were very pleased.

Thus.

Yue Yuan and Lu Wushuang exchanged a glance and then moved forward together. They handed the donkey to a servant at the door and entered the inn.

Facing the innkeeper, Yue Yuan ordered two adjacent rooms, naturally paying for them himself.

When it came to women, whether they were any women, men generally needed to pay first in such situations. This was a man's grace and mindset, as it also proved a man's character.

Yue Yuan was like this, and so was the person he visualized, Xiang Shuai.

Combined, it was even more natural.

Next, Yue Yuan and Lu Wushuang did not immediately eat but each instructed a servant to prepare a bath.

Lu Wushuang, standing to the side, looked at the Taoist beside her with a very strange expression after hearing this, and after a while, asked, "… Do you Pure Yang Taoists really use flowers for bathing?"

"Hmm, saffron!"

"I love saffron the most, but if there isn't any, other flowers will do!"

"The wind and frost have made me quite smelly!"

After mumbling a few words, Yue Yuan smiled and looked back at Lu Wushuang, saying, "What's wrong, Miss Wushuang? Is there anything inappropriate about this?"

Inappropriate!

This was a big no-no!

One could say that in Lu Wushuang's impression, no man had ever needed petals for bathing, especially in the world of martial arts. In her mind, the majority of people who needed flowers for bathing were women. For a man to use flowers, this made Lu Wushuang look at him strangely.

"Right, servant, add some roses for this lady!"

Yue Yuan seemed to remember something and turned to the servant beside him to give an order. Then he turned to Lu Wushuang and smiled, saying, "Miss Wushuang, you've been sweating a lot on this journey. Now you're full of sour smell, you should have a good wash!"

"Hmph!"

With a cold snort, Lu Wushuang, seeing that the topic had shifted back to herself, glared at Yue Yuan and then, without looking back, followed the servant to her room to bathe.

Yue Yuan, on the other hand, smiled and shook his head, and then followed another servant to his room.

Half an hour later.

Lu Wushuang, who had been waiting at a table downstairs, was about to lose her temper, thinking Yue Yuan had drowned in the bathtub, when he finally slowly descended the stairs. Seeing this, the girl with the limp, Lu Wushuang, could not help but ask, "Master Yue, I thought you had drowned in the bathtub. I was just about to break the door to save you!" Her tone was sarcastic.

"Ha ha..."

Faced with Lu Wushuang's sarcasm, Yue Yuan naturally ignored it. He couldn't tell her that he had almost fallen asleep in the hot bath. Instead, Yue Yuan wrinkled his nose, sniffed, and then said contentedly, "Mm, Miss Wushuang, you smell much better now, so fragrant!"

"You!!!"

Lu Wushuang's eyebrows twitched, her lips curled, and her jade finger pointed at Yue Yuan. Just as she was about to say something, she heard Yue Yuan say again, "Let's eat first, I have no energy now. It's rare to see Miss Wushuang so full of energy!"

As soon as Yue Yuan finished speaking, Lu Wushuang's stomach rumbled, making her face turn red with embarrassment, wishing she could hide under the table.

Soon.

The servant brought up the dishes and the inn's fine wine.

When it came to food, clothing, shelter, and travel, Yue Yuan always took a luxurious attitude and would not relax in this area. In this world, a brand new red note from modern society could definitely be exchanged for a satisfactory amount of silver.

Compared to the constant appreciation of modern RMB, here the RMB was truly as valuable as gold, far better than the US dollar.

After all, things from the modern world were considered rare goods here. Since they were rare, they were naturally valuable.

"..."

Lu Wushuang looked at the full table of delicious dishes and the wine on the table in front of her, somewhat dumbfounded... Could two people finish all this?

The girl with the limp, Lu Wushuang, was very skeptical of the so-called life of the Pure Yang Sect. After her family was destroyed by the Immortal Li Mochou, she had lived a life of wind and dew with Li Mochou. When eating, there was never such a grand scene.

Even when she was young, living in Lu Family Manor with her cousin Cheng Ying, she only had such luxury on her birthday.

She had thought that the other party's luxurious clothing was already unbelievable, but now it seemed that it was not just that.

"Eat, I can't finish it all by myself!"

Lifting his head, Yue Yuan looked at Lu Wushuang, who was staring at the full table of dishes, and called out, "Don't be shy!"

Pure Yang, Yue Yuan!

Staring at Yue Yuan's face for a long time, Lu Wushuang finally picked up her chopsticks and started eating. Since the other party was treating her, she naturally wouldn't pass up the chance to eat. Besides, the other party had been dragging her along on this journey, and she didn't know what they were up to.

Interested in the secret manual?

No, the other party had only glanced at the Five Poisons' secret manual and then returned it to her.

Interested in her?

Lu Wushuang didn't think so. Although she considered herself quite beautiful, her limp detracted from her appearance. Moreover, when the other party saw the beautiful and ethereal Xiaolongnü, they had remained quite normal.

After much thought, Lu Wushuang concluded that the other party was probably not interested in her. Could it be that they just saw her as a servant?

After a moment's thought, Lu Wushuang continued eating and guessing. In the end, her thoughts focused on the questions the other party had asked earlier. She realized that the other party had often asked about her time with Li Mochou...

Could it be?

No, it shouldn't be!

Suppressing her thoughts, Lu Wushuang lowered her head and started eating voraciously to fill her stomach, which had not been well-fed for several days.

Thus, the two ate quietly.

"Hmm?"

Suddenly putting down his wine cup, Yue Yuan's gaze passed through the window and looked toward the nearby street, where he saw a group of ragged beggars with bamboo sticks, clearly members of the Beggar Sect. Behind them, a pale yellow figure flashed and disappeared. The direction they came from was clearly this inn.

Seeing this, Lu Wushuang's gaze also followed Yue Yuan's, and she couldn't help but stand up in surprise.

"I'll go back to my room first!"

Leaving these words, Lu Wushuang went up the stairs and returned to her room.

"..."

Beggar Sect!

Lu Wushuang!

And that familiar figure just now...

Yue Yuan's gaze returned from Lu Wushuang's back, and he seemed to sense something. Suddenly, he turned around and met a scrutinizing gaze.

It was from a beggar at a nearby table, an old beggar.

At that moment, the old beggar was holding a roasted chicken in his right hand, his mouth full of grease, and drinking from a wine gourd with his left hand. His gaze, however, remained fixed on Yue Yuan.

Expert!

Top expert!

Yue Yuan's lips curled into a faint smile, and he raised his wine cup to salute the old beggar from afar, then drank the wine in one gulp.

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