Crowned by the Treacherous Big Shot
Chapter 427 - 385: Xian’er, I’m Coming!_3

Chapter 427: Chapter 385: Xian’er, I’m Coming!_3

He was jealous of Lu Yuan’s father, but he was powerless against him, so he shifted all his resentment onto Lu Yuan.

He might even have had the same idea as the Thousand Mechanism Pavilion: to turn Lu Yuan into the sharpest blade in his hand and, one day, plunge it into that man’s chest.

The more he thought about it, the more terrifying it seemed.

But Lu Yuan didn’t let him succeed. Instead, he perished on the blade he had personally sharpened.

This is what people mean by "deserved retribution" and "those who commit unjust deeds will eventually perish."

"So, your father really has the surname Lu?"

Meng Qianqian said.

On the ground, Liu Qingyun, who was drunk beyond recognition, suddenly perked up her ears.

That despicable man’s surname is Lu?

Wasn’t it Qin engraved on his jade pendant?

Liu Qingyun gritted her teeth, yanked off the silver hat from her head, sat upright, and snapped: "No wonder I couldn’t find that heartless man no matter how many years I searched in Miaojiang; turns out his surname is Lu!"

Meng Qianqian widened her eyes: "Mother, you’re not drunk?"

Liu Qingyun, fuming: "Of course I’m drunk! And now I’ve sobered up again!"

Meng Qianqian blinked: "Is there a chance that the one who left after getting her fill... was you, Mother?"

Back then Liu Qingyun had indeed slipped away faster than a rabbit: "..."

Meng Qianqian seemed to have discovered something extraordinary. She giggled as she walked to Liu Qingyun’s side, squatted on the ground, and gazed at her like an innocent rabbit: "Mother, you’re so angry; could it be that you still have feelings for Father?"

Liu Qingyun said coldly, "Who are you calling Father? Did I agree?"

Meng Qianqian obediently replied, "Oh, I won’t call him that anymore."

Liu Qingyun rolled her eyes: "Who is thinking about him? Besides being handsome, having a good figure, a lovely voice, being gentle with women, generous, and skilled in martial arts, what else is there worth thinking about him for?"

Meng Qianqian: "..."

Liu Qingyun cleared her throat: "I’m going back to my room!"

Damn it, I drank too much tonight.

Why does just mentioning that man ignite a fire in my heart?

Actually, she lied to her son. He wasn’t dead; at least, he was alive when she had left him.

She had felt his breath with her fingers.

As for whether he died later or not, she couldn’t guarantee.

He hadn’t shown up all these years, so maybe he had died somewhere out there.

Even if he hadn’t, she wouldn’t let her son go looking for him.

After so many years without contact, it would be better for each of them to live their lives in peace without any interference.

After two months of trekking mountains and crossing rivers, the group finally entered Miaojiang.

Everyone had visibly tanned, especially Yu Zichuan, who insisted on sitting atop the carriage every day and had now turned into a little black charcoal.

Bai Yuwei and Treasure Piggy were not far behind either.

Back when Bai Yuwei traveled from Miaojiang to the Capital City, she had insisted on staying inside the carriage every day, fearing even a hint of sunburn, so she arrived in the Capital City looking fresh and radiant.

Now, however, she was pulled out hunting every day by Tan’er and fed by Treasure Piggy to her little minions.

Where was Bai Yuwei now? Clearly, she had turned into a black pearl!

"Xiao Bai, where is the Ni Family located?"

Tan’er poked her head out of the carriage to ask.

Bai Yuwei also leaned her head out of the window and pointed to a distant mountain: "See that mountain over there? Once we cross it, we’ll be there."

Tan’er asked curiously: "I heard that the Ni Family’s miasma in Miaojiang is really dangerous. You can die just from inhaling it. Where is the miasma?"

Bai Yuwei replied, "We’ve already passed the Miasma Forest."

"Huh?" Tan’er looked extremely disappointed. "We passed it? How come I didn’t notice?"

Narrowly bested by Tan’er all the time, Bai Yuwei finally found a chance to reclaim her dignity. She crossed her arms and said, "It’s a secret."

Meng Qianqian asked, "Did we take a shortcut?"

Ever since entering Miaojiang, they hadn’t seen many towns and seemed to be constantly traversing mountains.

Miaojiang had plenty of mountain ranges, but the Miao King Village couldn’t possibly be this remote.

"Doesn’t seem like a shortcut,"

Lu Yuan said, "Looks more like another route."

"Another route?"

Meng Qianqian looked puzzled.

At this moment, Bai Yuwei also started to notice something was off: "A’Man, which road is this? It’s only been a few months since I left Miaojiang, but why don’t I recognize any of these paths anymore?"

A’Man lifted the curtain, glanced outside, shook her head, and said, "Miss, I’ve never taken this route."

Bai Yuwei leaned half her body out of the window, turning her gaze toward the Miao King, who was comfortably riding on his horse instead of sitting in the cozy carriage. She asked, "Grandfather, did we take the wrong road?"

The Miao King tightened his grip on the reins, puffed out his chest, and declared, "No, this is the right road!"

Bai Yuwei said, "But this isn’t the road to Miao King Village."

The Miao King replied, "Who said I’m heading back to Miao King Village?"

Bai Yuwei asked suspiciously, "Then where are we going?"

The Miao King lifted his chin: "Witch Mountain!"

At sunset, the group arrived at a tranquil Miao Village.

The Miao King dismounted, tossed his whip into Shang Wuyou’s arms, placed his hands on his hips, and burst into loud laughter!

"Ohohoho! Xian’er! I’m here——"