Translator: Misty Cloud Translations Editor: Misty Cloud Translations
Outside the door, Zhuo Junyue kept knocking. “Open the door.”
Feng Jiu held back the urge to get up. She wanted to sleep, but the constant knocking on the door disturbed her. Finally, she lifted the quilt and opened the door, glaring at the man who stood outside with his hand raised to knock at the door.
“Didn’t I tell you already? I don’t have to go. Your second uncle invited the old man. If I’m going, it will take great pains to explain. Besides, I’m not hungry now. Just go. Don’t worry about me. I may go out later after getting up.”
With that, she scratched her head, closed the door, went back inside and lied down on the bed to continue sleeping.
Outside the courtyard, the old man heard this. He stroked his beard and commented. “It’s alright if she’s not going. Anyway, your second uncle didn’t tell her to go. Let’s go!” He called Zhuo Junyue and walked out quickly.
Zhuo Junyue paused a bit. “I’ll have some meal prepared for you, then.” He turned around and left after saying this.
Feng Jiu didn’t sleep enough and soon fell into slumber. Later, she woke up hungry.
After finished getting ready and went out, she saw the sky had darkened and the lights in the house had been lit. Seeing the good night scene, she thought of going out for a stroll.
However, when she walked out of the yard, she remembered that Zhuo Junyue seemed to say that he would have some meal prepared for her. Forget it, she’d better get something to eat when she strolled around outside!
With this thought, her face lit up with an expectant smile. She then walked briskly out of the mansion.
In the East Mansion, the Old Madam didn’t see Feng Jiu appear at the table, so she asked, “Why didn’t Feng Jiu come with you?”
“Never mind her. She wanted to sleep when we got out. Junyue already told the kitchen to prepare a meal for her. It doesn’t matter, let’s eat our own meal.” Smiling, the old man took a sip of the wine and said to the host, “This wine is indeed rich and mellow. It must have been stored for many years, right?”
Patriarch Zhuo was surprised that his mother would ask about the young man dressed in azure who came with Sage Hun Yuan. While he was pondering the peculiar thing about the young man, he heard Sage Hun Yuan’s comment and couldn’t help smiling. “It’s been some years. If Immortal Lord likes it, I’ll send you two jars later.”
“Hahaha, then the old man will accept them gladly.” He burst into laughter, feeling delighted.
Meanwhile, after leaving the house, Feng Jiu wandered around. She liked to eat local food, especially some snacks at the street stall. After a round, she came to a stall and sat down and ate snacks whose names she had never heard before.
“Did you hear? Recently, Black Market’s various markets have been destroyed and its many industries have suffered heavy losses. Black Market has mostly been closed recently. I wonder if the problem has been solved yet?”
Sitting in the corner eating food, Feng Jiu and her eyebrows were raised slightly. She looked toward the back and saw two or three cultivators at another table eating while chatting.
“Was the black market trampled by others? Why didn’t I hear that?”
Several people who were chatting heard the question of the young man in azure. They looked at him and then answered with a smile.”What can you do if you hear about it? Those who dare to fight against Black Market must have great influence. Let me tell you, I also heard that the master of the Black Market was seriously injured and his condition is very bad.”
Surprised, Feng Jiu asked, “How could that happen?”
