Chapter 670: Wuxia: Even Archrivals Can Become Lovers 04

Dashan, Fu Zhiyuan's loyal lackey.

Since he's arrived in this town, Fu Zhiyuan might also be nearby.

Mu Huaizhi thought, his killing intent growing ever stronger.

I don't know who is on your bed, sir.

Are you guys from the Heaven Sword Alliance sick? You came to my room looking for a traitor, that's bad enough, but you also want to see my wife?

Jin Chen finished speaking, quickly grabbed Mu Huaizhi's arm to stop him from choking; who would have thought the enraged man would kick out, slamming his foot hard into Jin Chen.

Hiss…

Madam, don't be afraid, they're leaving now.

Jin Chen forced a smile, patted the blanket to comfort, and glanced at the few embarrassed people.

Get out! In a moment I'll be punished by my wife's family law!

... Sorry for the disturbance, farewell.

Dashan's mouth twitched, and he hurriedly led the people away.

The waiter again bowed apologetically and hurriedly closed the door.

Mu Huaizhi! You're so disobedient!

Jin Chen bared his teeth, let go, still angry and wanting to kick back, but Mu Huaizhi lightly dodged and threw a pillow at him.

Scandalous! Frivolous! Rogue!

Mu Huaizhi's face flushed crimson, his chest heaving, purely from anger.

Ignorant! Stubborn! Unwilling to adapt!

Jin Chen retorted effortlessly, lazily leaning against the windowsill rubbing his leg, 'If I didn't say that, they'd surely suspect.'

Besides, with such a handsome and suave husband like me, you should be secretly delighted, Mu Huaizhi… ow!

Jin Chen was hit by a pillow again, completely off guard.

Mu Huaizhi was so angry he wouldn't utter half a word, and even at meals he stayed several meters away from Jin Chen, fortunately the room was spacious enough.

Early the next morning, Mu Huaizhi woke up, finished washing, and stared coldly at the outside.

Is this guy a pig? Why won't he get up?

On the twelfth glance toward the bed, Mu Huaizhi's eyes shone with blatant disdain.

As expected of a demonic cult member, sly and lazy.

Thus, as soon as Jin Chen woke, he sensed the gaze, his sharp eyes shifted, and upon meeting Mu Huaizhi's stare he froze for half a second, after which a misty smile appeared and his sharpness vanished.

Mu Huaizhi, are you posing as a candlestick?

Mu Huaizhi: '……'

He grabbed the candle still dripping wax from beside him and threw it onto the bed.

Hey!

Jin Chen, quick-eyed and quick-handed, dodged, caught the candle and threw it back, landing steadily back on the candlestick.

You're really fierce, fiercer than me.

He yawned, lazily got up and dressed, 'I'll grab a meal in the hall before leaving, I'm starving.'

Mu Huaizhi put on his bamboo hat, said nothing, and followed Jin Chen away.

Waiter! One pot of clear bamboo liquor, two bowls of plain noodles, and a few side dishes!

Jin Chen grabbed him and sat him in the corner, calling out.

Sure thing, customer! Please wait a moment!

The shop boy brought the liquor first, same as yesterday; he also remembered the two of them, and immediately said to Jin Chen, 'Young hero, aren't you staying today?'

We still have to rush on, heading to Yunshu Town.

Jin Chen chatted while probing, 'Do you know what's been happening lately in Yunshu Town?'

Hey! I know, it's said that many children have gone missing in Yunshu Town, and there's constant crying at night!

Upon hearing this, the waiter slowed his wiping, quite gossipy, 'You two don't know, but some imperial officials came by recently and still found nothing.'

Not only that, the imperial officials lost most of their people! And to top it off, no corpses are to be seen—how sinister!

Mu Huaizhi listened closely, his brow under the hat slightly furrowed, 'With so many people going to investigate, is there anyone suspicious?'

Eh, nobody knows, but some say it's the work of the Nine Abyss Demonic Cult again!

Upon mentioning the Nine Abyss Demonic Cult, the waiter couldn't help but shiver, seeming extremely fearful.

Mu Huaizhi fell silent for a moment, then glanced at Jin Chen through the gap in the gauze.

Junior Sect Master of the Nine Abyss Demonic Cult, Jin Chen: '……'

He swears on heaven and earth, he truly doesn't know about this.

Alright, you two drink slowly, I'll bring the dishes now.

After the waiter walked away, Youyou spoke up, explaining: 'I really don't know about this; it definitely wasn't done by the Nine Abyss.'

Hmm.

Mu Huaizhi, unsure whether to believe it, poured himself a cup of hot tea and drank.

He usually doesn't like alcohol, finding it spicy and stimulating, and it muddles the mind—really not anything good.

Gentlemen, are you heading to Yunshu Town? How about we travel together?

Suddenly, a youth in blue robes poked his head over, a cloth bundle at his waist, his face round, and as he approached he gave off a hint of herbal fragrance.

Jin Chen sized him up a few times, identified his identity, 'Someone from the Medicine King Valley?'

Exactly.

The youth bowed with clasped hands toward Jin Chen, smiling with eyes crinkling, the dimples on his bun-like face especially noticeable.

I am Sang Ning, the twelfth-generation inheritor of the Medicine King Valley; I don't know how you two would like to be addressed.

It turns out you're the young valley master of the Medicine King Valley; my apologies, I am Jin Chen, unaffiliated with any sect, just a wandering person.

Only a few people know the original owner's name, so there's no need to worry about being recognized.

Jin Chen knew that Mu Huaizhi definitely couldn't reveal his name right now, so he interjected: 'This person is…'

He hadn't finished speaking when Mu Huaizhi kicked him under the table, seemingly warning something.

He forced down the two words 'madam'.

He is my companion, his name is… Shushu.

Mu Huaizhi's kicking motion paused; he surprisingly retracted his leg and ultimately did not refute.

Jin Chen narrowed his eyes and smiled lightly; this Sang Ning is a major aid to the later protagonist, and taking him over for his own use is not bad at all.

The villain's great standard: when the protagonist feels uncomfortable, he feels physically and mentally at ease.

Fine, I've long heard that Young Hero Sang's medical skills are superb; Yunshu Town has many strange occurrences, and with Brother Sang's help, this trip will surely uncover the truth with twice the result for half the effort.

Jin Chen invited him to sit together, without the slightest hesitation.

Since that's the case, let's settle it like that.

Seeing this, Mu Huaizhi didn't say anything either; after all, he was being restrained, and since Jin Chen was willing to let others follow, he naturally had no objection.

Once we reach Yunshu Town, I will part ways with them.

After the three had breakfast, Jin Chen bought another fine horse; when Mu Huaizhi's refusal came to nothing and he was instead teased, the two rode together 'harmoniously'.

On the way out of this town, Mu Huaizhi saw many members of the Heaven Sword Alliance.

He sneered, narrowing his eyes; it seems Fu Zhiyuan won't give up until he sees his own corpse.

Finally leaving the town gate, both breathed a sigh of relief.

Suddenly, Jin Chen caught sight of a totem marking on the stone at the crossroads.

Nine Nether Secret Order.

His brow twitched slightly; he lowered his head to instruct Mu Huaizhi: 'There's a fork ahead; take the left path, I'll return shortly.'

Having said that, he flipped off his horse, deployed his lightness skill, and rushed toward that path.

Mu Huaizhi took the reins and glanced backward.

Eh? Brother Shu, where is Brother Jin going?

Sang Ning also followed, looking back in puzzlement.

I dropped my money pouch.

Oh, that's something to go back and pick up.

Not long after, they arrived at the crossroads.

Mu Huaizhi hesitated only a few seconds.

Giddyap!

He gave a soft cry and turned right.

Brother Shu! Didn't you tell us to go left!