Chapter 7: Deep Love Between a Couple
At the entrance of a teahouse on the long street, Qiao Mu and Qiao Canxue chose a table close to the door and listened to the tea drinkers to gather information.
"Our City Lord Guo in Yan City is actually a kind-hearted person…" The tea drinkers glanced around and spoke quietly.
"He just spoils his child too much, to the point that the master's son…is too spoiled."
"Things were fine on normal days. But a few days ago, when the City Lord was out and about, Childe Guo almost caused a mess in Yan City," the tea customer said with a bitter smile.
"Luckily, the City Lord came back two days ago, so Childe Guo should behave for a while."
"Otherwise, you folks from out of town, if you provoke the City Lord's son on the street, you'd be in big trouble."
The City Lord's son sounded like a typical spoiled child, perhaps he could be a way to get to the City Lord… After the tea customer left, Qiao Mu discussed with Qiao Canxue.
"If this City Lord is really a member of Wuji Association, then his recent outings might be related to the association's plan to assassinate the emperor," Qiao Mu guessed.
"Makes sense. Maybe we can start by investigating the City Lord's son."
Qiao Mu took a sip of tea, lost in thought.
It had been a week since he killed Butcher Zheng.
During this week, Qiao Mu and Qiao Canxue tried to gather information about the City Lord in teahouses and taverns in the city. They wandered around the City Lord's residence all day, but so far they hadn't come across the City Lord or his son.
After a week, Qiao Mu's number of revival per week returned to the limit of 5 times, which gave him the capital to continue adventuring.
In these few days, although Qiao Mu has been diligently practicing, he still hasn't developed a sense of Qi and is temporarily stuck at the step of reaching the limit of his strength.
"These days are quite comfortable, and I can still revive, so it's fine to progress slowly."
Qiao Mu continued to sip his tea with his eyes half-closed, leisurely watching the passersby on the street.
Suddenly, his gaze landed on a young swordsman in a green robe on the street.
The young swordsman was in his early thirties, with sword-like eyebrows and captivating eyes. He had a remarkable appearance, and there was also a similarly aged beauty by his side.
"Those two seem extraordinary, clearly knowledgeable about breathing techniques," the blind girl Qiao Canxue seemed to guess who Qiao Mu was observing and calmly said,
"They should be internal strength martial artists who have already cultivated their internal strength, but their rank shouldn't be high."
Qiao Mu nodded, feeling a bit envious, "Both husband and wife are internal strength martial artists. I admire them, but I should soon become one too."
He should be just one step away from arriving at the internal strength period.
"This Yan City is strange. I heard that there was a famine in the outer city, with about 80% of the poor people gone. But in the inner city, you can't see any signs of famine. It's quite prosperous," said the sword-wielding man in blue to the beautiful woman beside him.
"What's so strange about that? It's the same in any city. The outer city is where the poor people live, and the inner city is where the city lord lives. How can it be chaotic?" said the woman, unbothered.
"In my opinion, this Yan City Lord is probably just seeking fame and reputation."
Just as they were talking, there was a commotion up ahead.
A young gentleman dressed in silk rode a tall horse into the middle of the disturbance. He was accompanied by several servants who wielded long whips, continuously lashing at the passersby.
"Make way for Young Master Guo!"
These servants were shamelessly unrestrained. They didn't discriminate against anyone, whether men, women, young, or old. Anyone who dared to approach the young gentleman in the center would receive a whip.
Among the servants, there were even strong martial artists. With a single lash, they could even flip and send a person flying, causing the people on both sides to scatter in fear.
Soon, the bustling market, which was once filled with people, became empty.
"The Lord's son? The main character has arrived," Qiao Mu and Qiao Canxue in the teahouse were both excited.
The beautiful woman beside the blue-clad swordsman also watched Childe Guo, her gaze showing a hint of disgust, but she didn't say anything.
But unexpectedly, at this moment, the City Lord's son, riding a spirited horse, suddenly looked up and his gaze seemed to briefly meet hers.
"Someone," Childe Guo's eyes immediately lit up.
"Bring that beauty over here."
Immediately, several burly servants holding long whips rushed over.
The blue-clad swordsman and the beautiful woman's faces instantly turned pale, and the beautiful woman even took a few steps back, saying, "No, please don't."
Just as she was about to dodge backwards, she saw the burly servants bypass her and firmly restrain the blue-clad swordsman on her side by grabbing his shoulder.
"Sir, my master would like to invite you for a conversation."
The beautiful lady was puzzled for a moment before realizing, "When he says beauty, is he referring to…" She looked towards Childe Guo, who was proudly riding a tall horse, and suddenly felt a chill in her heart.
This reaction made Childe Guo chuckle coldly.
He lifted his horse whip and looked down disdainfully at the beautiful lady from his horse's back.
"The thing I hate the most is you arrogant women who think highly of yourselves. Just one look and you think I desire your body? How shameless! Now get lost!" he scoffed.
As the beautiful lady choked up, the swordsman in green clothes beside her became infuriated and drew his sword, engaging in a fight with the guards.
"Oh, a ninth-ranked martial artist with internal strength," Childe Guo said calmly, still sitting firmly on his horse without moving.
Soon, a burly bodyguard stepped forward and fought the swordsman in green clothes evenly.
Childe Guo shook his head as he watched.
"Can you do it or not? Hurry up."
If he hadn't been so arrogant recently and angered his father, the scale of his travel now would be even bigger, with more attendants and guards. Dealing with a 9th ranked martial artist would still be a piece of cake, right?
"Jiang Lang! I'll help you. We are a married couple, and even in death, we should stay together!" The beautiful woman drew her long sword and joined the battle, unexpectedly revealing herself to be a martial artist with incredible inner power.
"Why won't you leave when you're asked to go? You insist on staying? Then stay here with your husband," Childe Guo said calmly on his horse as he directed his guards to surround them.
On Childe Guo's side, there were clearly more guards. Among them, there were also two martial artists ranked as 9th. They quickly surrounded the two people and gradually gained the upper hand.
"Didn't you just dislike me before?" The beautiful woman clenched her teeth, struggling against the guards' attacks, very difficultly.
"Eh? Indeed." Childe Guo laughed loudly and said:
"But I also keep three fierce dogs at home…."
The beautiful woman felt both ashamed and angry. Suddenly, she made a mistake and her arm was instantly cut with a knife, making blood flow out.
The people around didn't find it strange anymore, as the strange habits of the City Lord's son were well known in the city.
"It's a pity for this couple, they are already skilled martial artists, which is quite difficult. Yet they don't seem to value their lives, daring to oppose the City Lord's son."
"These martial artists from other regions don't know when to retreat, and now both the husband and wife will be kept here."
"If they had known, they shouldn't have resisted. Maybe they wouldn't have suffered any injuries."
"Let's move away, so we don't get splattered with blood."
The beautiful woman fought back while listening to the whispers of the people around her, and her mind started to waver.
In the emergency situation, she made a difficult decision, feigning an attack with a sword and then swiftly jumping up, breaking free from the encirclement and fleeing into the distance.
"Jiang Lang, bear with it for now. I'll immediately inform the elders at home…" Her voice drifted from afar.
