Chapter 61

Looking at the four city guards standing in front of him, their eyes flickering incessantly, Ye Zhen's alertness instantly reached its peak.

Not right!

Absolutely not right!

Who is Meng Chuan?

A hero known throughout the Blackwater Kingdom!

Yinshan County is the hero's hometown.

Now, when Ye Zhen inquired about the hero's home in the hero's hometown, so many people didn't know, and their expressions were so strange.

"Who are you, and why are you looking for Lady Meng?" After a moment of flickering eyes, the lead guard finally spoke.

"I am Ye Zhen, a disciple of Qiyun Sect, specially here to visit Lady Meng." Seeing the other party's inquiry, Ye Zhen slightly relaxed, feeling that things were starting to return to a normal course.

"From Qiyun Sect, you're here again this year?"

This 'again' made Ye Zhen pause for a moment, instantly understanding that Qiyun Sect disciples had come to visit every year before. He nodded casually.

"West City, Peace Lane, go there and you'll see." One of the guards said.

"Thank you!"

Having found the way and feeling satisfied after a meal, Ye Zhen didn't want to waste more time and went straight down the stairs. Just as Ye Zhen reached the bottom of the stairs, the guard's voice sounded again.

"Ye Zhen, after you visit Lady Meng, leave early and don't stay too long. Lady Meng is old and still grieving over her son's death; she shouldn't be disturbed."

Hearing this, Ye Zhen paused, his brows furrowing. This sounded strange.

In West City, Peace Lane, a not very prominent archway stood there, inscribed with the four majestic characters 'Great Hero.' Inside, two doors with peeling paint bore the characters 'Meng Residence.'

The blue bricks in front of the main gate were also broken in several places, and even the lanterns on the gate had large holes that hadn't been replaced.

This is quite dilapidated, it shouldn't be like this.

Knock, knock, knock!

Ye Zhen knocked on the door of the Meng Residence. To his frustration, after knocking for about a quarter of an hour, there was no response. Just as Ye Zhen turned to think of another way, the Meng Residence gate suddenly opened.

"Boy, who are you looking for?"

A woman with a blue headscarf and grayish-white hair stood at the door, coldly eyeing Ye Zhen.

"Madam, I am Ye Zhen of Qiyun Sect, sent by my master to visit Lady Meng. Please inform her."

"Lady Meng?" The old woman's pale eyes stared at Ye Zhen. "I am Lady Meng."

Ye Zhen was immediately embarrassed, thinking the old woman was a servant of the Meng Residence.

"Are you the mother of Meng Chuan, the great hero?"

"What, don't I look like it?"

One sentence left Ye Zhen greatly embarrassed.

After explaining, Lady Meng reluctantly led Ye Zhen into the courtyard. As he entered, Ye Zhen vaguely felt a gaze pressing on his back. He suddenly turned around but saw nothing.

With his suspicions rising, Ye Zhen immediately requested to offer incense to Meng Chuan, the great hero. Upon seeing Meng Chuan's memorial hall and the memorial tablet of his wife, Meng Haishi, Ye Zhen truly believed that this was the real Lady Meng.

Meng Haishi, Meng Chuan's wife, died of grief on the day Meng Chuan was killed in battle.

However, everything before him made Ye Zhen unable to believe that this dilapidated home was the residence of the hero of the Blackwater Kingdom, Meng Chuan.

According to Ye Zhen's knowledge, due to Meng Chuan's great contributions, the Blackwater Kingdom had bestowed generous rewards. Not only that, but when Ye Zhen left, he learned through Liao Feibai that Qiyun Sect sent ten thousand taels of silver every year to support the Meng family.

However, the main gate was already somewhat dilapidated, and the inside was even more so. The paint on Meng Chuan's memorial hall was almost completely peeling off, and the offerings were pitifully few. Ye Zhen had only found one servant so far.

Wearing patched clothes, the servant was a pitiful mute.

"Madam, do you know about Meng Chuan's orphan?" Ye Zhen asked.

"Oh, yes!"

The old lady gestured to the mute servant. Soon, a little girl with two braids, dimples on her cheeks, and somewhat vacant eyes came to greet Ye Zhen.

"Xiaoyue greets Uncle!"

One sentence made Ye Zhen somewhat uncomfortable. Although the little girl's face was not fully grown, she looked at least thirteen or fourteen years old.

And Ye Zhen was only seventeen.

A thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl calling a seventeen-year-old boy 'Uncle' was really...

After a few words, Ye Zhen appropriately expressed his purpose, taking out everything Liao Feibai had entrusted him to bring from his storage bracelet. Ye Zhen noticed that when he took things out of the storage bracelet, Meng Xiaoyue's vacant eyes suddenly sparkled with curiosity.

But this spark only lasted a moment before it faded from Meng Xiaoyue's eyes.

"Madam, this is a token of appreciation from my instructor, Liao Feibai of Qiyun Sect..."

"What, you're sent by Feibai?" When Ye Zhen was halfway through his sentence, Lady Meng suddenly looked up, her face full of wrinkles showing surprise, and her originally cloudy eyes suddenly sparkled.

"Yes, Instructor Liao Feibai specially sent me. This is her letter to you." Ye Zhen respectfully presented Liao Feibai's letter.

Lady Meng almost tore open the letter in a hurry. As she read, tears streamed down her face. After a few sentences, she laughed through her tears.

"Finally, finally, I thought this girl would never dare to come see me again, but she sent a letter."

Crying and laughing, it made Ye Zhen's head spin. After reading the letter several times, Lady Meng sighed, "It's a pity, if Feibai herself came, that would be much better..."

"Madam, this is what Instructor Liao Feibai asked me to bring." Saying this, Ye Zhen pushed a thousand taels of gold, five thousand taels of silver, and ten bone-washing pills onto the table, a large pile.

However, even though the house was so dilapidated, Lady Meng didn't even glance at the large pile of gold and silver. Instead, she asked, "Ye Zhen, you say you are a disciple of Qiyun Sect, do you have a Qiyun Sect identity token?"

"Yes!"

Ye Zhen took out the white jade token representing his identity as a Qiyun Sect disciple and handed it over.

Lady Meng didn't even take it, just glanced at the white jade token Ye Zhen handed over, and her wrinkled face showed endless disappointment.

"Just an outer sect disciple..." Her voice also carried deep disappointment, leaving Ye Zhen puzzled.

"Alright, I'll take the things. You can go back and tell her to come as soon as possible, time is running out..."

"Madam, this is... Liao Feibai asked me to use true essence to push the blood through the meridians, activate the medicine's power, and teach Xiaoyue the Bear King Mountain-Carrying Fist."

Lady Meng glanced at the main gate and suddenly said, "I have no objections. If you have the ability to stay, staying for ten or fifteen days would make me happy."

"Ability to stay?"

This sentence made Ye Zhen frown. You've already agreed, why do I need the ability to stay?

Bang, bang, bang!

Just as Ye Zhen was frowning over this, the Meng Residence gate was suddenly pounded, and the sound was deafening.

The gate was pounded so loudly, but neither Lady Meng, Meng Xiaoyue, nor the mute servant had any intention of opening it.

"Madam, this is?"

"Looking for you."

"Looking for me?" Ye Zhen was stunned. The more he thought about it, the stranger it became. He had only been in Yinshan County for half a day, how could someone be looking for him?

Suspiciously, Ye Zhen opened the gate himself. At the gate, he saw four familiar faces.

The four city guards he had met at the tavern at noon.

"Who are you?"

"Looking for you!" The lead guard shouted.

"Looking for me?"

"Yes, you've seen Lady Meng, and you've left the silver. To avoid disturbing her seclusion, you should leave early." The city guard spoke somewhat politely.

Before Ye Zhen could speak, another thin, monkey-like guard spat, "Qiyun Sect, such a big sect, only sends a hundred taels of silver every year, how shameful, I spit!"

"Only a hundred taels of silver every year?" Ye Zhen was instantly stunned.

"What, you have the nerve to do it but not to admit it?"

"Fourth, shut up!" The lead guard angrily stopped the other, then said to Ye Zhen, "No matter how much, your intention is appreciated. Leave quickly to avoid disturbing the lady's seclusion."

Ye Zhen's heart was now raging like a storm. A hundred taels, a hundred taels.

Liao Feibai said the sect sent ten thousand taels of silver to the Meng family. How did it become a hundred taels here? What went wrong in between? Various speculations flooded his mind, making him so frustrated he wanted to vomit blood.

"Whether I leave or not is none of your business!" Feeling quite heavy-hearted, Ye Zhen had no patience to deal with these people, coldly snorted, and was about to close the gate.

Just as Ye Zhen was closing the gate, a foot suddenly inserted itself, belonging to the thin, monkey-like guard. "You have to leave, whether you want to or not!"

As he spoke, a faint green true essence surged from his palm, and he grabbed at Ye Zhen with a grappling hand!

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PS: This is the second update. The third update might be very late, so brothers, please check it tomorrow morning.

One last shout, young man, can our recommendation votes not be so pitiful?

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