Chapter 306: One Must Keep a Low Profile (Confirmed)

"Master..."

"Didn't you say we should keep a low profile?"

Zhang Mang was somewhat bewildered.

Master had clearly just told him not to be flashy, so why was he acting this way himself?

The Yellow Sand Tiger, held tightly in Zhang Mang's arms, lifted its eyelids and let out a snort through its nose.

Low profile?

Him?

The Yellow Sand Tiger had many things it wanted to say, but in the end, it remained silent.

If he happened to hear it, that wouldn't be any fun...

Ren Yidao stood on the ground, not flying into the high sky, yet in the eyes of others, his back—which did not look particularly broad—seemed even taller than the fierce person standing above in the sky.

An invisible pressure radiated out, stunning everyone around and making the noisy market so quiet that a falling needle could be heard.

Ren Yidao watched the woman in the sky quietly, vaguely seeing the deep confusion on her face.

It seems there might be some hidden story behind her sudden attack?

But he had already been pushed into this position; it was impossible to just shake hands and talk it out so simply.

If they were in private, he wouldn't mind taking a step back, but in front of such a crowd, he could not retreat even half a step.

Don't forget, he still held the identity of a World Walker of the Divine Path Sect!

The dignity of the sect could not be ignored.

Therefore, Ren Yidao ignored her expression and continued to ask coldly:

"Fellow Daoist, why did you suddenly attack me? I believe I have done nothing to wrong you. May I ask for an explanation?"

"If you truly have some unspeakable difficulty, I might be able to treat this as if nothing happened."

"But if you are truly attacking with malicious intent, then do not blame me for going all the way."

Although Ren Yidao's tone sounded calm, it faintly revealed a murderous intent that made people involuntarily shudder.

If you wish to reason, that is fine.

If you do not wish to reason, that is also fine.

Whether to fight or make peace depends on you.

If no one came out to give Ren Yidao an explanation and a way out, he would truly take action.

Reasonably speaking, Ren Yidao not erupting immediately and putting on such a reasonable front was already giving plenty of face.

But at this moment, Gongsun Changshou did not take the step down he had offered.

She seemed to have fallen into a state of self-doubt, staring at Ren Yidao with furrowed brows, muttering to herself:

"How could it be you? Why would it be you?"

"Could it be that I am truly hallucinating?"

"No, that shouldn't be..."

Gongsun Changshou muttered in a trance, her divine sense continuing to expand, attempting to find that possible existence.

Her voice was extremely soft and far from the ground; in the entire city, only Ren Yidao could vaguely hear her self-talk.

"How is it you? What does this sister mean..."

Ren Yidao, maintaining his cold exterior, blinked and tilted his head in confusion.

You made such a huge scene, and yet after seeing me, you say this—what do you mean?

I can't even be myself now, is that it?

Or is it that she also mistook me for someone else?

Recalling the mysterious woman Zhang Mang had mentioned to Ren Yidao earlier, a guess formed faintly in his mind.

Not long ago, in this city, there might have truly been a woman who looked very "like" him.

As for why it was "before"...

"You made such a big commotion; wouldn't the other party run away? If you can still find them, then there really is a ghost."

Ren Yidao's snark was correct; the person Gongsun Changshou wanted to find had already slipped out of the city.

Yaoyue's reaction was extremely fast; before Gongsun Changshou's divine sense swept over, she had already taken Cang Lan and fled directly from Wanshou City.

The young girl had returned to her original white-haired appearance, looking from afar at the figure carrying the Giant Hammer, and curled her lip:

"Tsk, looks like they aren't here for us."

Because of the angle, Yaoyue could only see Gongsun Changshou and could not see Ren Yidao on the ground.

"Looks like that woman has a grudge with someone else, and I just happened to be caught in the crossfire~"

"Sigh! What a wasted trip!"

"What bad luck today! How did I run into such a miserable thing? The sour plum soup, candied Gourd, lamb skewers, sugar figurine, and small meat buns I just bought aren't even finished yet!"

The incident happened suddenly; she had simply dropped the things in her hands, only managing to drag Cang Lan along.

Cang Lan, standing beside her, moved at these words, hiding her left hand behind her back and silently stuffing the package in her hand under her cloak.

"Should I go back and return it later? Tsk, forget it!"

Yaoyue hesitated for a moment, but in the end, she chose to act cautiously.

With this kind of incident happening, the security in the city would definitely be strengthened afterward; if something happened to the two of them, it wouldn't be fun.

"How unlucky! Let's go, let's go! Heading back!"

Pouting in indignation, Yaoyue didn't want to see how the conflict between those two would develop, so she turned and walked toward Death Valley.

Cang Lan: "..."

Casting a somewhat lingering look at the city, Cang Lan seemed to see all sorts of snacks she hadn't managed to taste.

But in the end, Cang Lan still turned her head back with difficulty and silently followed Yao Yue.

Yao Yue, however, seemed not to have noticed Cang Lan's little movements; she walked toward Death Valley without looking back, even kicking away a stone that blocked her path.

It was just that, after walking for a while, she suddenly added:

"Remember to share half of the food with me."

!!?

"I, I don't know what you mean..."

"Cang Lanlan, don't forget, the money you spent was all given to you by me!"

Cang Lan:!

"... Tsk."

"Hehe~"

Listening to the depressed whimper coming from Cang Lan's throat behind her, Yao Yue's lips curled upward, and her mood improved.

"However, what is this feeling?"

Yao Yue tilted her head slightly, looking back at the city behind her, a faint blood-red light flashing in the depths of her eyes.

She had a feeling.

If she continued to stay there, perhaps she would encounter some things she did not wish to see.

The two of them, Yao Yue, had left, but the standoff in the city continued.

Gongsun Changshou did not say a word, and Ren Yidao did not give an inch; the air between the two grew increasingly scorching.

And just as a great battle was on the verge of breaking out, someone finally rushed over.

"The two fellow Daoists!!!"

"Wait, don't make a move!"

Hu Wanwan, who did not know how long he had been watching from the shadows, popped out, rushed between the two, and said loudly:

"Could the two of you give me, Hu Wanwan, some face? Everyone stop! I think there must have been some misunderstanding!"

If he could help it, Hu Wanwan did not want to get involved in such matters.

But at this moment, he had no choice but to step out.

His clan uncle had already given his reply; tomorrow was the moment for the plan to be implemented, and they were only half a step away from success.

Seeing success so close at hand, he was the person least willing to see infighting within the team.

Especially since this involved Gongsun Changshou; if she withdrew, where would he go to find another suitable scapegoat?

Gongsun Changshou had already unwillingly withdrawn her divine sense at this time, biting her lip in some annoyance.

Nothing.

She could not find her figure or aura anywhere.

That is to say, did I really see wrong...

"Master Gongsun!!!"

Gongsun Changshou:?

Hearing Hu Wanwan's voice, she only then reacted, looking at him suspiciously.

"This matter was the Master's fault to begin with, why not make a statement to Daoist Ren first? It would be easier for me to explain to his side as well?"

Explain?

Oh!

Gongsun Changshou finally realized what she had done before, looked at Ren Yidao with some embarrassment, and prepared to explain to him.

"I..."

But just before she spoke, she noticed Ren Yidao's subtle movement; he shook his head slightly.

Gongsun Changshou immediately understood, her expression changed, and she let out a direct, angry huff.

"Hmph!"

"Ask me to apologize? Why don't you go ask him yourself what he actually did?"

Hu Wanwan:?

Listening to that, there was a story behind this?

Ren Yidao:?

This sister is also a genius.

I asked you to cooperate simply, and you, on the other hand, pushed everything onto me?

What did I do?

Am I supposed to tell them I kicked you out of the bedroom last night?

Hiss, no, I can't think about it anymore.

I'm afraid I won't be able to restrain the urge to say it out loud!

This Daoist Gongsun's identity is special; she is likely an old acquaintance of my master, and perhaps even knows Jing Yueqin.

This is hard to deal with!

Thinking regretfully in his heart, Ren Yidao's expression changed slightly, and he also let out a cold huff, saying indifferently:

"You know clearly what I did. If it weren't for the fact that Ren still has the matter entrusted by Prince Hu to complete, I would certainly have it out with you properly today."

Hearing this, Hu Wanwan breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Ren Yidao with some gratitude; he hadn't expected this Daoist Ren to be so reasonable at a time like this, even giving him a significant amount of face.

"Hmph!"

Gongsun Changshou snorted coldly, said nothing more, and turned directly to fly toward the residence provided by the Hu Family.

Ren Yidao also flicked his sleeves, looking as if he did not want to see her again.

"Many thanks to the Daoist for this time."

Hu Wanwan cupped his hands toward Ren Yidao and sighed in admiration:

"The Daoist truly has great composure; Hu admires you."

Ren Yidao shook his head and returned the salute:

"It was merely a small matter."

"If not for His Highness Hu rushing over out of concern for the people, beyond the certainty of injury between the two of us, the residents of this city would likely have suffered a calamity."

Hu Wanwan was flattered, laughed heartily, and complimented him in return:

"The Daoist is mistaken; even if I had not come today, I believe a kind-hearted Daoist such as yourself would not have fought in the city and let the people suffer."

After speaking, Hu Wanwan's tone shifted from open to covert, sending a voice transmission to Ren Yidao:

"However, the Daoist is overthinking it; even if most of the sinful people in this city were to die or be injured, no one would come to trouble the Daoist, hahaha."

Ren Yidao's brows twitched slightly, but he said nothing, merely nodding and smiling as he cupped his hands, then turned to the surrounding crowd and said in a clear voice:

"Everyone, there is no need to worry anymore; Ren caused everyone trouble just now."

"If anyone has suffered any losses, Ren will bear the responsibility alone."

As he spoke, Ren Yidao even bowed slightly to them, putting on an appearance of sincere apology.

But while he dared to bow, the others did not dare to accept it.

An existence capable of suppressing a Spirit Transformation fiend—how could such a person be easy to deal with?

In an instant, an empty space opened up in front of Ren Yidao, and the crowd, as if avoiding tigers or leopards, spoke up one after another:

"My Lord! You must not, My Lord!"

"My Lord, please do not stand on ceremony!"

"We must thank you, My Lord, for stopping that fiend!"

"Many thanks, My Lord!"

For a time, this place became an ocean of gratitude, and this group of people racked their brains to praise Ren Yidao's benevolence and magnanimity.

In just this short while, he had almost become a saint.

Ren Yidao's image grew increasingly lofty, while Gongsun Changshou's image gradually became something that incited the wrath of both gods and men...

After listening for a while, Ren Yidao dispersed the flatterers gathered around him, cutting off their desire to get on familiar terms with him.

Just like that, a farce that had erupted for no reason subsided, and people gradually returned to their previous lives.

Soon, the market returned to its former bustle, as if nothing had ever happened.

Hu Wanwan had watched the whole process from the side, and now, feeling heartfelt emotion, he cupped his hands and said:

"The Daoist has excellent methods."

"They are but methods not worth mentioning." Ren Yidao shook his head and prepared to leave, "I shall take my leave now; my disciple and I still have things to attend to."

"A disciple? The Daoist took a disciple here?"

"Yes, I had an affinity with him, so I took him as my disciple."

"Oh?"

Hu Wanwan looked in surprise at the blind youth holding a cat; he had been observing Zhang Mang for a long time just now and had assumed he was merely a child Ren Yidao had casually saved.

He had not expected that he would actually be Ren Yidao's disciple.

Hu Wanwan laughed heartily, took off the bone-bead bracelet from his wrist, and placed it into Zhang Mang's hand:

"Then take this as a gift for our first meeting, hahaha."

Zhang Mang wanted to dodge; he did not like this person, as there was obvious blackness within his flames.

Only after Ren Yidao said, "Take it; one must not refuse a gift from an elder," did Zhang Mang accept the bracelet and shyly thank Hu Wanwan.

Hu Wanwan merely took him for a lucky person who had not yet adapted to his new status, and turned to ask Ren Yidao:

"Do you need me to arrange another residence for the Daoist? Master Gongsun is also there, and I fear..."

"No need." Ren Yidao shook his head: "If I were to move tonight, it would look as if I feared her; am I afraid of her?"

……

……

After taking Zhang Mang to get acquainted with Jiang Mingzhi and Chu Hairen and receiving a round of gifts, Ren Yidao led him straight back to his own residence.

Once he entered the courtyard, he indeed saw Gongsun Changshou, who had been waiting for who knows how long.

Ren Yidao did not wait for Gongsun Changshou to speak; he pushed his disciple forward and smiled:

"Fellow Daoist Gongsun, let me introduce you; this is my disciple, Zhang Mang."

?

Gongsun Changshou looked at Ren Yidao, who was walking over while holding the child's hand, and was just about to greet him, never expecting the first sentence out of his mouth to be so sudden.

She swallowed her apology and asked in surprise:

"A disciple? Uh, your disciple?"

"Yes, I just took him in today."

Gongsun Changshou was clearly stunned for a moment, then asked tentatively:

"An orphan?"

This time it was Ren Yidao's turn to have a question mark appear above his head.

Hm?

Where in this statement was there any point related to an orphan?

"Uh, no, why do you ask?"

"... No, it's nothing."

Gongsun Changshou shook her head; upon seeing Zhang Mang, she couldn't help but think of that little girl she had seen back then.

When her close friend had picked up that child who hadn't yet formed memories, Gongsun Changshou was right there at the scene.

Shaking her head, Gongsun Changshou cast the memories of the past from her mind and asked:

"Just now, why didn't you let me explain to you?"

Ren Yidao did not explain, but instead asked in return:

"Don't you think Hu Wanwan, he is a bit wrong?"