"I'm sorry, Hong Dou…",This came from Yun Ming's mouth. He thought about it again and again; even if it made Hong Dou angry, he couldn't not go. Yun Kui Mountain's accounts were still a million short.
If the sect were still prosperous, he could, of course, follow his master's words, enjoy the best teaching and resources, and only focus on cultivation.
Then he would naturally take over the position of sect leader.
But the sect taught and raised him.
His master, senior brothers, and senior sisters doted on him.
His junior brothers and junior sisters respected him.
Now that the sect was in trouble, he had the ability and opportunity, yet he wouldn't repay the sect's kindness? That would be inhuman!
As for Hong Dou, he would coax her when he returned.
After all, his talent was something that couldn't be explained clearly in a short time; he could only let facts speak for themselves.
Visibly, Hong Dou's breathing quickened.
"Good words can't stop a fated ghost! Dad, aren't you going to do anything?"
"Uncle Nan, since Senior Brother brought me here, you must be aware of it. I'll leave Hong Dou to you. I'll apologize when I get back…", Yun Ming turned his head to the pouting girl and said.
"Don't sulk. When I get back, you can hit me however you want~"
Immediately after, he fled, running to the back kitchen to ask the pastry chef to personally get some pastries. The pastry chef was very familiar with him, so there was no problem.
In that small lounge, only Chen Nan and Hong Dou remained.
Hong Dou was actually her nickname, but Chen Zhiyi liked the nickname her mother gave her very much, so she rarely used her given name.
"Hong Dou, this matter actually…"
Before she could finish, she was interrupted, the girl's tone carrying a hint of pique.
"You've all discussed it, so why are you telling me? In the future, find an outsider to inherit Yin Cha Xian… I'm going to be busy."
Hong Dou said no more.
She knew she couldn't stop him, and seeing her father's unhurried manner, she also realized that she had probably misunderstood Yun Ming.
She made a fool of herself… The anxiety and worry from before instantly vanished, leaving her feeling somewhat at a loss. She felt a little wronged… No, she wasn't wronged at all.
Yun Ming could go wherever he wanted; what did it have to do with her? At most, there would just be one less customer in the future.
She slowly let out a breath, wiped the corners of her eyes, and a bright, business-like smile reappeared on her face, looking very cute.
Snow melted, and winter sparkled.
On the other side, Yun Ming, who had snuck out the back door, was caught by Chen Nan and lectured severely, "You've eaten Hong Dou's pastries for so many years, can't you be more considerate, kid?"
"Don't you know her temper?"
"She's definitely going to sulk for a few days. You're not here, kid, but I'm going to suffer greatly."
Yun Ming honestly admitted his mistake and didn't talk back.
When he got the money, he would definitely invite Hong Dou out to play first. No matter how expensive the things he bought were, he wouldn't feel a pinch or even bat an eye!
Moreover, Hong Dou should still be quite easy to coax, right? It wasn't as exaggerated as Uncle Nan said. Every time he apologized, Hong Dou forgave him.
Thinking this, he grabbed the pastry box and quickly fled, otherwise, he didn't know how long Uncle Nan would keep lecturing him here.
Chen Nan watched the young man's receding figure, also slowly exhaling, the smile on his face gradually fading, replaced by a hint of worry.
Wei Fei Territory was under the jurisdiction of Yun Kui Mountain. The Municipal Government and TOPS Group actually had relatively limited influence over this area.
No other reason: Yun Kui Mountain had been famous for a long time and possessed great martial power.
Residents had long been accustomed to the Yun Kui Mountain disciples suppressing the Void or handling disputes; this had a history of several hundred years.
But since most of the previous generation of Yun Kui Mountain masters died while suppressing the Void, and Xuan Mingzi was also nearing his great age, and the master of Sui Bian Temple was planning to wander the world, it was a period of transition.
This also gave many forces ideas, after all, Wei Fei Territory had rich mineral resources and was abundant in Brilliance Porcelain.
Brilliance Porcelain was also an excellent material for resisting the erosion of the Void.
This was a huge profit that could drive people mad. At this time, Yun Kui Mountain needed a leader to step forward and stabilize the situation.
Even if he was still just a young man.
And this young man was currently peeking around outside the Yin Cha Xian shop, to avoid being discovered by Hong Dou.
Yun Ming picked up a stone from the roadside and threw it with pinpoint accuracy at his senior brother, Xu Zhimo, who was leisurely drinking tea. This unreliable fellow had really messed him up.
If Xu Zhimo had said something earlier, he wouldn't have shown up this morning; Xu Zhimo could have just bought some pastries to honor his junior uncle.
Xu Zhimo accurately caught the incoming stone and raised an eyebrow.
Although his cultivation and talent were inferior to his junior brother's, these little tricks couldn't defeat him.
"Your junior brother has left, what are you still doing here?"
Hong Dou walked over, and another stone accurately hit Xu Zhimo's head. This time he didn't dodge, and the corner of his mouth twitched.
Pfft~
Hong Dou couldn't help but laugh, but quickly her face turned cold.
"If something happens to him, I'll be the first to report you to Master Xuan Mingzi."
"Sister Hong Dou, your favoritism is too obvious."
"None of your business…"
She muttered softly, but seeing another stone flying towards Xu Zhimo's head, this time she didn't laugh, pouting.
She caught the thrown stone and fiercely threw it towards the corner.
Idiot, do you think you're hiding very well?
When she looked back, Xu Zhimo was gone, and he hadn't left any tea money. Good, good… so they're cooperating now, huh?
Hong Dou's smile was a little strained. These people from Yun Kui Mountain only knew how to bully her. She was going to complain to her dad.
No, Dad was also helping outsiders bully her… Mom left, so no one loved her anymore.
A sudden surge of bitterness welled up in her chest. Hong Dou sniffled and decided to deduct Xu Zhimo's commission next time.
Meanwhile, Xu Zhimo, who had no morals and had skipped out on the bill, had already dragged his junior brother towards Sui Bian Temple, planning to visit his junior uncle.
"What were you and Hong Dou talking about just now?"
"Oh, she said she never wants to see you again."
"…"
Yun Ming was lost in thought, was she really that angry?
He thought about it, and the sensation from just now reflexively reappeared in his hand. He felt deeply guilty, and it was only right for Hong Dou to be angry.
Forget it, it's useless to think about it now. Let's ask Junior Uncle about the Qing Ming Sword first.
Before long, as the two hurried on their way, a Taoist temple came into view. The incense was burning brightly, and the Yun Kui Mountain disciples stationed there naturally noticed the two visitors and respectfully bowed.
"Senior Brother, Second Senior Brother."
"No need, no need. Junior Uncle didn't go out today, did she?"
The two disciples guarding the temple exchanged glances, a slight smile appearing on both their lips, "Junior Uncle is naturally still sleeping in the temple, but Junior Uncle gave instructions yesterday."
"If Second Senior Brother comes, he can go directly to her room. Senior Brother, please stop here and go to the market to buy another almond tofu and a lotus seed soup. She wants to eat them this morning."
"…"
Xu Zhimo had always known about the sect's favoritism, but he hadn't expected it to be this extreme. But who could blame them when they needed something from Junior Uncle?
"I knew it, sigh…"
He patted Yun Ming's shoulder, indicating that his senior brother could only accompany him this far. For the rest of the journey, he had to walk alone.
Take care.
Yun Ming spread his hands and walked towards the inner courtyard of Sui Bian Temple.
Passing through the full moon gate, a crooked tallow tree, transplanted by Junior Uncle, was planted in the courtyard, directly opposite the gate, with a swing hanging beneath it.
The side courtyard was very quiet; people coming to offer incense would not enter casually. Junior Uncle lived in Wuji Hall, which faced the cliff.
The morning sun cast its rays on the steps.
Yun Ming stopped at the door, unsure if his junior uncle was awake, but still knocked on the door.
"It's fine, Junior Nephew, bring my pastries in."
It was a clear, lazy, girlish voice. She sounded like she was still lying in bed. Yun Ming entered as instructed, and indeed, she was still lying inside.
She wasn't even wearing clothes, curled up in the quilt.
"Good Junior Nephew, help me get my clothes~"