Chapter 95 An Unexpected Result
Ye Liuyun strode towards the vegetable market.
The market in the early morning is full of the vitality of life.
Ye Liuyun walked through the bustling crowd, his eye for choosing vegetables was extremely accurate.
He first squatted down in front of the fish stall, his slender fingers lightly tapping in the wooden bucket, and selected a black fish with a bluish-black back and strong breathing.
Then he went to the butcher shop and asked for a piece of top-quality pork belly with a good balance of fat and lean meat.
Then, he selected several fresh bok choy and bright red peppers from the vegetable stall.
Back in the courtyard, Ye Liuyun immediately went into the kitchen.
The rhythmic sound of chopping vegetables could be heard from the kitchen.
As soon as the pork belly hits the pot, a rich aroma mingles with the caramelized scent of sugar, instantly rising to the surface, and its color gradually turns a deep reddish-brown.
He cleaned the blackfish skillfully, heated oil in a wok, added chili peppers and pickled cabbage, and poured the hot oil over the blackfish slices. The pickled cabbage fish was ready.
Xiaoya was helping out on the side, her eyes glistening with tears of excitement.
She felt that her life had never been as hopeful as it was today.
Xiaoya couldn't help but express her gratitude.
"We will always remember your great kindness and virtue."
Ye Liuyun stirred the vegetables in the pan while suppressing a laugh.
He used to think that masters should roam the world, so why would anyone want to retire to the mountains and live such an ordinary life?
But the warmth and everyday life he experienced over the past month actually gave him a feeling that "it's not so bad after all."
There's no need to be on edge every day.
After leaving Nottingham, he also wants to find a quiet small town to settle down in.
The chef is too tired; perhaps he could find an Academy to become a teacher and educate people.
If fate allows, he can find a beautiful wife, and even if their views on the three aspects of life are not entirely the same, they can still understand each other through communication.
As noon approached, a sumptuous feast was ready.
The braised pork belly was arranged shakily on the plate, the pickled fish exuded an enticing aroma, and there were several refreshing stir-fried dishes, making it a feast for the eyes, nose, and palate.
Ye Liuyun and Xiaoya sat down at the table, waiting for Wang Sheng to return with good news.
However, time passed second by second.
The midday sun gradually became dazzling and slowly began to set in the west.
The food on the table had long since lost its heat.
Xiaoya couldn't sit still any longer and asked in confusion:
"Does this mean I have to try teaching students on the very first day? So I have to wait until the academy lets out?"
Ye Liuyun pondered for a moment, then nodded and said:
"That possibility cannot be ruled out. It's okay, I'll just heat up the food when he gets back."
However, by dinnertime, the sun had completely sunk below the horizon, and the sounds of people returning home filled the streets outside, but that familiar figure still hadn't appeared.
Xiaoya's face began to turn pale, her fingers twisted the hem of her clothes, and her eyes were filled with unease.
Ye Liuyun abruptly stood up, his previously gentle expression instantly turning cold, and a solemn look appeared on his face as he gave the instructions:
"You stay at home and don't go anywhere."
"I'll go to the Academy to find him."
Xiaoya nodded worriedly.
When Ye Liuyun rushed to Notting Academy, the students had already left school, and the campus seemed rather empty.
He pushed open the door to the dean's office.
"Dean, excuse me. I wanted to ask if Wang Sheng came today? How did the interview go?"
Ye Liuyun got straight to the point, his tone carrying a hint of barely perceptible anxiety.
Upon seeing Ye Liuyun, the dean's previously tired face immediately broke into a smile, and he showered him with praise as if doing him a favor:
"He's here! Of course he's here! Ye Liuyun, the person you recommended is indeed excellent. His insights into soul beasts are very insightful. I've decided to hire him."
Ye Liuyun had no time for these polite words and frowned as he interrupted:
"He hasn't come back yet. When did he leave?"
The dean paused in surprise for a moment, then thought for a moment and said:
"He left around noon. The interviews ended around 11 a.m.
Did he say where he went?"
The dean shook his head.
"I'd like to invite him to stay for a simple meal.
"But Wang Sheng was very excited. He said that there was a very important person at home waiting for him to bring good news. He didn't want to stay a moment longer and left in a hurry with the token."
Ye Liuyun's heart sank. After thanking the dean, he turned and walked out of the office.
The only way from Notting Academy to Wang Sheng's courtyard.
Ye Liuyun carefully observed the street this time, and would go up to ask any vendors he saw.
His complexion was extremely poor, and his oppressive aura terrified many small vendors.
Have you ever seen a man around twenty years old, with a strong build, wearing a faded white shirt?
Ye Liuyun asked questions along the way.
Finally, at a pastry stall, the owner looked up, sized up Ye Liuyun, and casually asked:
"Is the person you're talking about the young man who just became a teacher today?"
A glimmer of hope suddenly ignited in Ye Liuyun's heart, and he eagerly took a step forward:
"Yes! It's him! When did you see him? Where did he go?"
However, the pastry shop owner stopped what he was doing, speaking in a calm tone as if he were talking about something trivial:
"Don't bother looking anymore, the person is dead."
Ye Liuyun froze on the spot, his mind even going blank for a moment.
He doubted he had misheard, and, full of questions, managed to squeeze out a single word:
"ah?"
The boss sighed and said wistfully:
"That young man was very happy today and bought the best pastries from me."
He said he had passed the teacher's exam, that his brother loved good food, and that his wife had never eaten anything good. He specially picked out a bag and rushed home.
"Who knew I'd be so unlucky? I don't know if someone was causing trouble for me on that street corner or what, but a passing Soul Master attacked and injured me. I wasn't dead yet; I lay there panting for a while before I passed away."
The boss shook his head and continued:
"Then the city guards came and, finding him in the way, simply dragged him to the mass grave outside the city and dumped him there."
Ye Liuyun found everything before his eyes absurd and hilarious; how could anything be so unlucky?
He thanked the boss and rushed towards the mass grave outside the city.
The air in the mass grave was filled with a putrid, deathly aura.
The first thing Ye Liuyun saw when he arrived at the pile of corpses was a familiar body on the outermost edge of the skeletons.
It was Wang Sheng.
He was still wearing that faded white shirt, but the chest area was sunken in, and the carefully wrapped bag of pastries in his arms was soaked with blood, with the pastries scattered on the ground covered in dirt.
"He...died just like that?"
Ye Liuyun stood beside the corpse, completely lost in a daze.
The fleeting feeling of life being so easily lost gave him a sense of absurdity he had never experienced before.
Why?
Why is it that someone who wants to make a living doesn't even have the chance to eat a decent meal?
After the confusion comes a raging fire of anger.
He thought of the gang Wang Sheng used to hang out with, and he thought of Kuang Lei Bao.
Ye Liuyun slowly raised his hand, and a large amount of Blue Silver Grass gently rose from the ground, engulfing Wang Sheng's corpse in the soil.
"May he rest in peace."
Ye Liuyun murmured softly, his voice as calm as the stillness before a storm.
He stood up, his body radiating an overwhelming sense of oppression.
He didn't turn around, but dragged the murderous aura that had almost solidified into reality as he walked step by step into the city.
"Brother, I'll avenge you."
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