Chapter 290
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Chapter 290: “The Troubler of My Heart, a Day Filled With Worries”
Bai Wei found himself unexpectedly rewarded—a new skin appearance.
This was unusual. Rewards in the past had been practical but rarely generous, limited to what was readily available. To receive something of such value was a rare occurrence.
He observed the new attire. A Ming Country design: Green Dragon, a rich green fabric adorned with dragon scale patterns; Light Rain, symbolizing a figure carrying an umbrella; and A Journey in the South, a title referencing its acquisition during travels in the southern region.
Many names sounded grand, but their origins were often simple, like “Wu Zui Ta Xue,” which merely described a black horse with white hooves. Yet the ancestors’ poetic brilliance transformed simplicity into something profound.
With little interest in delaying further, Bai Wei asked, “Can we leave now?”
Xue Hanlei nodded. “We can… but aren’t you curious about what happens next?”
“I’m not interested in watching executions.” Bai Wei yawned, then teased, “Unless there’s fresh seafood I can take from the slaughterhouse?”
Xue Hanlei smirked. “Not impossible.”
Yun Wuxin interjected, “Outsiders should leave. Internal affairs of the East Sea Dragon Palace are no concern of ours.”
Xue Hanlei glanced at Bai Wei. “The East Sea owes you a favor this time.”
Bai Wei shrugged. “Favors pile up. If you’re feeling generous, send supplies to the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom while you’re at it.”
“The Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom?” Yun Wuxin looked intrigued, unfamiliar with the arrangements between Bai Wei and Xue Hanlei.
Xue Hanlei nodded. “Consider it done. Will that suffice?”
“That depends.” Bai Wei interrupted before she could continue, “And no, I’m not interested in being set up with a dragon maiden.”
Xue Hanlei raised an eyebrow. “I do know some fine ladies from the Ming Country…”
“That,” Bai Wei admitted, “sounds promising. Next time I’m there, I’ll see what’s possible.”
Yun Wuxin frowned. “Still clinging to your dream of eight wives?”
“Why not? Dreams are the spice of life.” Bai Wei smiled confidently. “Without them, what separates me from a salted fish?”
“You better mention that upfront during blind dates,” Yun Wuxin warned. “Otherwise, it’s fraud.”
“Agreed,” Bai Wei chuckled.
Xue Hanlei looked toward the gathering dragons in the distance. Without hesitation, she turned and headed for the Dragon Palace port. “Back to Yingzhou,” she announced.
In the Eastern Sea Dragon Palace
Ao Hanli reviewed the situation. Though not yet the spokesperson for the East Sea, she had taken charge of this matter. According to tradition, it was her role to investigate and present findings to the Dragon Clan.
The resolution was smooth, almost suspiciously so. Victory felt effortless, leaving her with a lingering unease.
She pondered the key figures—Bai Wei and her sister, Xue Hanlei.
Was it Xue Hanlei’s orchestration? Or had Bai Wei played a hidden role?
Taking a pen, Ao Hanli began jotting down her conclusions:
Imposing Presence: A noble temperament that couldn’t be ignored.
Extraordinary Strength: Witnessed firsthand, a mortal warrior who could slay dragons.
Quick Wit: A sharp mind, capable of swift and clever decisions.
Eloquence and Chivalry: A striking combination of articulate speech and a warrior’s spirit.
Still, Ao Hanli hesitated. True character required time to reveal itself.
“Unfortunately,” she mused, “I lack the time to observe him further.”
She sighed, placing the pen down. “Sister’s judgment will have to suffice. But if she brought him to the East Sea, he must be extraordinary.”
Her thoughts shifted. Could there be a future between Bai Wei and her sister? Would a hero finally save Xue Hanlei from her burdens?
Determined, Ao Hanli decided to watch closely and plan carefully, her mind already spinning strategies for the days to come.
Yingzhou
At the bustling port of New Tokyo, Xue Hanlei stretched and declared, “Back at last. It’s 4 PM. What’s the plan? Dragon Sakura’s on me if you’re free.”
“I’m heading to the hospital,” Bai Wei replied.
“So am I,” Yun Wuxin added.
“Suit yourselves,” Xue Hanlei said. “I’ll meet you later.”
The trio separated, and Xue Hanlei departed.
Bai Wei glanced at Yun Wuxin. “You go ahead.”
“Why?”
“Because you can fly, and I can’t.”
Yun Wuxin thought for a moment. “Flying swords can carry two.”
“I’ll take the tram.”
“Then I will too,” Yun Wuxin said, producing a tram card. “Flying swords don’t appeal to me.”
“Afraid of drawing attention?” Bai Wei asked.
“Both.” She looked out at the busy harbor. “I prefer the lively chaos of the human world to the cold solitude of White Jade City.”
Bai Wei gazed at the setting sun over the sea. “Your thoughts are far from those of a fairy.”
“Perhaps I never was,” Yun Wuxin whispered.
The tram arrived, and the two boarded. Neither noticed the single dark strand that had crept into Yun Wuxin’s snow-white hair.
Europa
Far away, Yun Chuyou woke abruptly, clutching her chest. Her heart raced with an inexplicable sense of unease.
Opening her hand, she found a few strands of silvery-white hair broken off in her palm.
A mysterious bond connected the siblings. Her voice trembled as she murmured, “Wuxin, why has your inner peace faltered once again?”
