Chapter 33: The Traitor Who Stole the Pill and Fled, a Child Holding an Adult (Seeking Monthly Votes)

Holy Son Kaiyang was arranged by Old Ma to stay in a separate small courtyard at the back of Juyuan Inn. As soon as Wang Xianling arrived at the courtyard gate, he heard the sounds of a woman playing inside.

"Hee hee, Young Master, come and catch me!"

"Beauty, where are you, beauty?"

Wang Xianling's face darkened instantly.

There was no need to guess; they were definitely playing "blindfolded butterfly catching," and once the butterfly was caught, they could "use" the butterfly.

"He insisted, I had no choice, I could only arrange for someone from Qunfang Yuan," Lao Ma explained.

Qunfang Yuan was the best brothel in Tongzhou.

They not only provided dine-in service but also takeout, and as long as one paid the packing fee, one could even take them away.

Wang Xianling took a deep breath and waved his hand.

Lao Ma immediately knocked on the door, "Young Master, the Head Manager has come to pay a visit, is it convenient to enter now?"

"When he should come, he doesn't; when he shouldn't, he does. Let him wait," the Holy Son Kaiyang, who was blindfolded and chasing the beauty in the courtyard, replied coldly upon hearing this, then beckoned to the woman, "Why don't you come and serve this Young Master yet?"

This woman was very flirtatious, and he liked her very much.

Therefore, this was not only because he did not want to miss out on a good "chicken."

It was also because he wanted to give Wang Xianling a show of force.

"This..." Lao Ma turned his head to look at Wang Xianling with an expression of anger and embarrassment, saying, "Helmsman..."

At this moment, lascivious music was already ringing out in the courtyard.

Clearly, the Holy Son Kaiyang had already immersed himself in it.

"It was my fault for not going to receive him first; it is understandable that he has grievances. Let us wait," Wang Xianling raised his hand to interrupt Lao Ma, saying expressionlessly.

Lao Ma could only say, "Then let us wait in the inn; it won't be over here for a while."

Wang Xianling nodded.

The two had only walked a short distance when they heard the sound of a door opening behind them, so they subconsciously turned their heads to look.

A gaudily dressed woman walked out, covering her face with her hand, and hurried away in the opposite direction from them.

Watching the woman's retreating back, Wang Xianling and Lao Ma were stunned for a good while, then looked at each other in dismay.

Wait... that's it?

Originally, Wang Xianling had been somewhat annoyed by the Holy Son Kaiyang's absurdity, but at this moment, he was suddenly relieved.

He even felt a faint sense of sympathy and pity.

At the same time, he felt reassured about the Holy Son Kaiyang; a man who was that fast, no matter how lecherous he was, how much harm could he really do to a woman? At most, some superficial abrasions.

Furthermore, he felt that he had likely misunderstood His Highness the Saint Son; the other party had only made him wait for such a short time and had absolutely no intention of making things difficult for him!

"Ahem, Helmsman?" Lao Ma called out to him.

Wang Xianling came back to his senses and turned back toward the small courtyard.

As soon as he entered the gate, he saw the Holy Son Kaiyang sitting by the stone table in the courtyard, drinking by himself with a rather comfortable expression.

"Greetings, Saint Son!" Wang Xianling performed the salute first.

Manager Ma, who entered after him, closed the courtyard gate.

"Bang!" The Holy Son Kaiyang slammed his wine cup onto the stone table, splashing some wine, and looked askance at Wang Xianling, saying indifferently: "Helmsman Wang is truly busy with ten thousand matters a day. Is it that you have finally finished your work and can barely squeeze out time to see this Holy Son?"

"Please, Saint Son, look clearly; I truly could not get away and had absolutely no intention of showing disrespect," Wang Xianling apologized sincerely and explained the reason, "A murder occurred in a village outside the city; a family of seven was drained into dried corpses, and a handkerchief embroidered with our Holy Sect's totem was left at the scene. I had no choice but to rush there first."

"What?" The Holy Son Kaiyang's expression changed, and he stood up abruptly, saying: "It must be the work of that traitor!"

"I have already learned of the Saint Son's intentions from Helmsman Ma. Could I trouble the Saint Son to speak in detail about this traitor named Zhou Shunqing?" Wang Xianling immediately pressed for details.

"That is naturally fine." Mentioning official business, the Saint Son of Kaiyang could no longer be bothered to nitpick about Wang Xianling's lack of etiquette, and he said slowly with a gloomy face: "Zhou Shunqing is a member of the Heaven Hall of the Flame Palace. At the beginning of the month, he was ordered by the Palace Master to escort a spirit pill to Wei with me."

"But I never expected that this person would harbor evil intentions and want to swallow the spirit pill privately. He took advantage of my absence to poison several fellow disciples to death before fleeing with the spirit pill."

"I caught up to him and wounded him on the way. During our exchange, I discovered that he had practiced an evil art capable of absorbing human essence and blood. Those dried corpses must have been consumed by this person to heal his wounds."

Besides the main rudder and branch rudders scattered across the world, the Xuanhuang Sect also had the Flame and Yellow Palaces and the Heaven, Earth, Profound, and Yellow Halls, which were directly under the jurisdiction of the headquarters.

"Our Holy Sect actually has such scum!" Wang Xianling was furious after hearing this, then added: "However, since he obtained the spirit pill, why didn't he swallow it? Why go through the trouble of killing people and absorbing blood along the way to heal his wounds and increase his strength to avoid pursuit?"

"That spirit pill is a relic of an ancient cultivator. Although the spiritual energy has dissipated a lot due to improper preservation, it would still take a long time for us Martial Artists with mortal bodies to refine and absorb it; otherwise, there is no guarantee one wouldn't have their soul scattered."

"With me pursuing him from behind, how would he dare to stop and take the pill?" The Saint Son of Kaiyang snorted coldly.

Manager Ma took the opportunity to ask the question in his heart, "Did the Saint Son know in advance that he would come to our Tongzhou?"

"I was originally going to pass through Tongzhou on this mission to escort the pill. You hadn't even received the news of the pill theft when you received my letter," the Saint Son of Kaiyang shook his head and replied in a calm tone.

Manager Ma suddenly realized; so that was it.

Wang Xianling frowned and said: "Saint Son, should we send word to all the branch rudders to join forces in hunting down this thief?"

"No need, I want to personally resolve this thief and take back the spirit pill," the Saint Son of Kaiyang rejected his proposal.

Hearing this, Wang Xianling understood immediately; the Saint Son wanted to resolve this matter before the high-level members of the sect found out.

That way, it wouldn't count as him failing his duty.

The Saint Son of Kaiyang looked at Wang Xianling: "Zhou Shunqing is wounded and has been fleeing for many days. His essence, energy, and spirit are all exhausted, and he is near the point of collapse. The Tongzhou Branch must mobilize all its strength to search for the whereabouts of this thief. Once there is a discovery, report to me immediately."

"Understood!" Wang Xianling replied solemnly.

On the courtyard wall, a calico cat was lazily lying there basking in the sun, its tail flicking back and forth.

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Jing'an Guard, Tongzhou Hundred-Household Office.

Song Youcai returned from Wangjiawan to report on his work.

"My Lord, no further evidence or traces were found at the crime scene, and the villagers of Wangjiawan all claimed they didn't hear any commotion or see any strangers."

"Mobilize all the brothers, both overt and covert agents, and turn Tongzhou upside down for me. The scope of the investigation is not limited to inside the city; investigate every unfamiliar face that has appeared within the last half-month," Pei Shaoqing said without raising his head while looking down to approve the documents in his hand.

Song Youcai immediately replied: "This subordinate obeys!"

Listening to the fading footsteps, he finally put down the pen in his hand, looked up, and stretched his stiff shoulders.

The next moment, he suddenly felt two large hands rest on his shoulders; looking up, two towering peaks blocked his view, and as the heavy fruits swayed, he could occasionally see Ye Hanshuang's cold and beautiful face.

"Big Brother, is this pressure alright?" Ye Hanshuang helped him knead his shoulders and lowered her head to ask for Pei Shaoqing's opinion, only to realize she couldn't see his eyes.

Pei Shaoqing closed his eyes in relaxation and said sincerely, "It's very comfortable, thank you, Hanshuang."

Ye Hanshuang's hands were large; it would be a waste of talent not to be a masseuse, though she couldn't be a masseuse who crossed the line.

Because when giving someone a handjob, it would appear very small.

It would easily damage the customer's self-esteem.

But Pei Shaoqing didn't fear this, because he was big and burly with an extraordinary bearing; women of ordinary build were hard to handle, so Ye Hanshuang's hands were likely just right.

"Big Brother, why have you become increasingly polite to me over the past half year?" Ye Hanshuang's tone was melancholy and somewhat dissatisfied.

Pei Shaoqing's heart tightened upon hearing this, but he remained calm on the surface, grabbed one of her small—no, large—hands, and said softly, "Because men and women should keep their distance, and Hanshuang is a grown woman now; Big Brother must be mindful of appearances."

"I still prefer the old Big Brother; he made me feel at ease." Ye Hanshuang was unusually talkative today.

Fearing that the conversation would go too deep and expose the fact that he had swapped souls, Pei Shaoqing joked, "Fine, then Big Brother will treat you like a child again. Come, let your elder brother give you a hug."

Ye Hanshuang's body stiffened, a touch of shyness appeared on her cold face, and after biting her red lips in hesitation for a moment, she walked around to Pei Shaoqing's side, pouted her plump, full buttocks, and sat in his lap, lowering her head and not daring to look him in the eye, calling out timidly, "Big Brother."

Pei Shaoqing hadn't expected her to actually come over, and he immediately realized that Ye Hanshuang's feelings for him were not merely those of a sister.

For him, someone who wanted to drive a big vehicle, this was a pleasant surprise.

However, he was not lustful and did not take advantage of the fact that Ye Hanshuang also liked him to rush into devouring her.

Because in this world, Ye Hanshuang was the only person who would die for him; she was not a toy or tool like Zhao Zhilan, so naturally, she had to be given full respect.

"In the blink of an eye, you've grown so big; Big Brother can barely hold you anymore." Pei Shaoqing smiled as he stroked her head, tidying the loose strands of dark hair by her ears.

Ye Hanshuang pursed her lips and revealed a sweet smile.

She twisted in his arms as if acting spoiled.

Under her skirt, her millstone-like peach buttocks were soft yet retained their elasticity; twisting her body and grinding like this nearly cost Pei Shaoqing his life—she was a natural juice-extractor!

Inside the office, the tall, curvaceous Ye Hanshuang sat in Pei Shaoqing's lap; from far away outside, it looked like a child holding an adult.

(End of this chapter)