Chapter 71: 69. The Suitor from Back Then (2/3)

69. The Suitor from Back Then (2/3)

What was meant to come has come at last.

However, Chen An did not expect it to come so soon.

It has only been two days since Deacon Tang died, and the Law Enforcement Hall of the Bamboo Leaf Gang has already come to investigate; one could say they are swift.

"Hoo~"

Chen An took a deep breath, got up, and came out of the Alchemy Room.

At this moment, his wives and concubines were already waiting in the main hall.

Every face was filled with worry.

After all, Deacon Tang died at the hands of their husband, and his remains are still buried in the backyard.

Now that they saw the people from the Bamboo Leaf Gang's Law Enforcement Hall coming to investigate, it would be a lie to say they were not worried.

The wives and concubines were worried, but Chen An was even more worried.

But as the head of the household, he could not show it at this time.

He simply gave his wives and concubines a few words of instruction before leading them out to the alley outside the house.

At this moment, the residents of every household in the alley had come out.

But unlike in the past, the people who came out did not fill both sides of the alley.

This was because many male cultivators in the alley had been forced to become mercenaries, and quite a few had died on the battlefield; not many were able to return alive.

With only decreases and no increases, as time went on, the residents in the alley dwindled.

One must know that in the past, the ratio of men to women in the entire Green Willow Alley was about the same.

But now, a glance across reveals that there are nearly twice as many women as men.

In many households, there is only one man in the entire family, and the rest are all wives and concubines.

Among these wives and concubines, few are original spouses; many are widows taken in from the homes of deceased neighbors, and they look quite attractive.

As for those who are less attractive, those with high cultivation were forced onto the battlefield, and those with low cultivation were assigned to the Logistics Department to work day and night.

"Stand still, all of you! Don't wander around!"

A fierce-looking cultivator from the Law Enforcement Hall shouted sternly.

The Law Enforcement Hall of the Bamboo Leaf Gang has one Elder, one Hall Master, and three Deacons.

And he is that very Hall Master.

Seeing that the residents had settled down, this Hall Master surnamed Huang said to Elder Zhao beside him with a respectful face: "Elder Zhao, all the residents have come out. Do you have any arrangements for what comes next?"

Elder Zhao said indifferently: "Group them into pairs, divide them into ten groups, and go house to house to search. Look for any of Deacon Tang's personal belongings in the houses, ask the owners of the houses if they know anything, and see if we can find any clues."

Upon hearing this, Hall Master Huang immediately arranged for his subordinates to pair up and search house by house.

As for himself, he waited on the spot for further instructions from Elder Zhao.

After hearing Elder Zhao's words, Chen An could not help but feel a sense of relief in his heart.

He had thought that Elder Zhao, as a Foundation Establishment expert, would have some means of soul-searching or interrogation, and he was worried that he would be exposed.

As it turned out, this Elder Zhao's methods seemed no different from the door-to-door investigations of his past life.

At most, the attitude was a bit more aggressive.

And this type of investigation could never uncover that Deacon Tang had appeared at Chen An's house.

Because when Chen An disposed of the body afterward, he had specifically used Pill Fire to burn the body and its personal belongings, eliminating the aura on them.

Let alone people, even if a spirit dog came, it would definitely not be able to discover anything.

Chen An thought this to himself, his face calm.

However, in the next second, this calmness vanished.

Because that Elder Zhao of the Law Enforcement Hall was currently walking toward him with that Hall Master Huang.

"Husband..."

Seeing this, Song Huaying was very worried and could not help but reach out to grab Chen An's hem, her palms sweating slightly from nervousness.

She is a mere mortal, and she instinctively feels nervous when facing strange cultivators.

Fearing she would give them away, Chen An moved his thoughts and cast a Sleep Aid Technique on her.

Song Huaying instantly felt sleepy and fell asleep, supported by Gu Xinyue at her side.

Chen Yuejian, who was originally in her arms, was also taken over by Wen Zhiyun at this moment.

"Elder Zhao."

"Hall Master Huang."

Seeing that Elder Zhao and Hall Master Huang had already walked up to him, Chen An said respectfully.

Hall Master Huang gave a cold "Hmph."

Elder Zhao did not respond; his gaze fell upon Wen Zhiyun's belly, and his brows furrowed slightly.

He is a Foundation Establishment cultivator with a powerful Divine Sense; even though Wen Zhiyun had no fetal movement at this moment, he could still perceive the life inside her belly.

"Fellow Daoist Wen, are you pregnant?"

"Yes."

Wen Zhiyun said in a cold tone.

Upon hearing this, a surge of anger suddenly rose in Elder Zhao's heart.

In the past, he had pursued Wen Zhiyun with the status of a Foundation Establishment expert, but Wen Zhiyun ignored him, saying she wanted to abstain from desire and focus on cultivation, and could not have romantic feelings.

Yet now, Wen Zhiyun had married a low-level Alchemist like Chen An and was even pregnant with Chen An's seed.

This made him feel exceptionally annoyed.

Heh, so much for wanting to abstain from desire and cultivate; now it seems she is nothing more than a face-obsessed 【slur】.

Upon seeing a handsome male cultivator, she immediately threw herself at him to marry him, and in less than a year, she was impregnated with a bastard child.

Damn it all!

The more Elder Zhao thought about it, the angrier he became; the angrier he became, the more he thought about it. He couldn't help but coldly say to the Hall Master Huang beside him, "I suspect Deacon Tang's disappearance is related to this family. Follow me inside to search!"

Though he called it a search, he actually just wanted to go in and see what kind of husband's family Wen Zhiyun had married into.

He truly wanted to see where exactly he had lost!

Could it really be that he only lost because of his looks?

Accompanied by Chen An's family, Elder Zhao and Hall Master Huang entered the house.

Hall Master Huang was genuinely searching.

As for Elder Zhao, who had proposed the search, he relied on his sensitivity to the aura of different people to head straight for Wen Zhiyun's room the moment he entered.

Under the guise of searching, he greedily examined his goddess's boudoir like a sycophant, inhaling the scent within, feeling immense satisfaction in his heart.

However, when he smelled the overwhelming fragrance of photinia flowers filling the air, he was instantly so enraged that the veins on his forehead bulged; he gripped his clothes so tightly that his fists ached, wanting to smash Chen An, who was holding Wen Zhiyun's jade hand nearby.

He could imagine how many tragic slaughters had occurred in this tiny boudoir, how many billions of lives had been extinguished; the more he thought about it, the more he felt like he was having a cerebral hemorrhage.

He could not stay a moment longer in this place that was full of humiliation for him.

He swung his sleeve violently, turned around, and walked out of the room, his voice full of rage as he said, "Hall Master Huang, let's go!"

Hall Master Huang responded and followed him out quickly.

"Husband, I feel like the way that Elder Zhao looked at you just now seemed full of killing intent..."

Gu Xinyue said with some worry.

Chen An had also felt it, and he knew the reason why.

Because he had heard from Wen Zhiyun that this Elder Zhao used to be a suitor of hers.

And a fanatical suitor who could be called a sycophant at that.

"You don't need to worry about this. If there's nothing else, everyone disperse and go back to what you were doing."

Chen An said to the wives and concubines beside him.

The wives and concubines were very obedient; Gu Xinyue sent the sleeping Song Huaying back to her room, and Wen Zhiyun also sent Chen Yuejian, who was in her arms, over there.

Watching their departing backs, Chen An remained in Wen Zhiyun's room and sat down, beginning to think ahead about whether there was any possibility of him, the inferior, overcoming the superior Elder Zhao.

Poison?

A sneak attack?

A trap?

Or... a Dust Bomb?

After thinking it over, Chen An only had these underhanded tricks in his mind, but he felt none of them were very reliable.

He thought again and felt that the most urgent task was to quickly become a Second-tier Alchemist and then join the Zhenbao Hang to obtain protection.

Following that, he needed to nurture his daughter's growth, have her learn to guide Qi into her body as soon as possible, and embark on the path of immortality to obtain system rewards.

"Husband, I'm a bit worried that the one surnamed Zhao will do something to harm you."

Wen Zhiyun returned from Song Huaying's room, sat down beside Chen An, and said with a face full of worry.

Chen An picked up one of her jade hands to play with, kneading and rubbing it as he said, "Don't worry. It won't be many days before your husband becomes a Second-tier Alchemist. By then, as long as I can successfully join the Zhenbao Hang, even if the Bamboo Leaf Gang Gang Leader comes, he won't be able to do anything to us."

"Mm."

Wen Zhiyun leaned on Chen An's shoulder, looking completely at ease.

She recalled her life when she was alone, where she had to do everything herself and didn't know who to turn to when she had troubles.

But now, she only needed to serve her husband well in bed, and she didn't have to worry about anything else; her life was much more comfortable than before.

Being a little woman is truly nice.

Thinking this, Wen Zhiyun somehow felt like acting spoiled, and her eyes brimmed with affection as she said:

"Husband, I'm hungry."

"What do you want to eat? I'll go make it for you."

"I want to eat fried dough sticks and drink soy milk."

"If you wanted me to make noodles, that would be fine, but fried dough sticks and soy milk are not easy to make; they take a lot of time."

"But I just want to eat fried dough sticks and drink soy milk."

Wen Zhiyun stood up and sat on Chen An's lap, extending her slender jade arms to wrap around his neck; her usual haughty face became exceptionally tender at this moment.

Chen An couldn't resist her offensive, but he didn't want to spoil her too much, so he said: "I can make the fried dough sticks for you, and I can make the soy milk for you, but you have to pay your husband a little reward."

"Then... what reward does my husband want?"

"I want to hear you tell me how that Elder Zhao of the Bamboo Leaf Gang used to pursue you."

"I can tell you, but you have to go make the fried dough sticks and grind the soy milk for me first. I'll tell you while I eat and drink."

Wen Zhiyun's face returned to its usual hint of haughtiness, and she began to haggle with Chen An in a Proficient manner.

PS: Setting out the bowl, begging for monthly tickets and recommendation tickets!