Disciple, go down the mountain and wreak havoc on your martial sister
Chapter 54 - 54 53 500 Million

54: Chapter 53: 500 Million 54: Chapter 53: 500 Million Although he was already convinced that Chu Yi was not a problem, the necessary checks still had to be done.

By the time they finished the inspection, it was almost dawn.

After receiving the inspection report, Zhong Hua finally completely let go of his worries.

“Chu Yi, you can go back now.”

“After making me suffer all night, aren’t you going to give me anything for it?”

As soon as Chu Yi spoke, Zhong Hua’s face inevitably stiffened.

Even though he had helped to stall a disembodied evil and cooperated with the inspections all night long, but…

“The landlord’s family has no surplus grain either.”

Zhong Hua didn’t think twice before refusing.

“You really are stingy.”

Chu Yi curled his lip: “Then, at least, you could provide transportation for coming and going, right?”

“That’s doable!”

After someone put a blindfold on Chu Yi and saw him off in the car, Zhong Hua suddenly sighed.

“Uncle Zhong, is it really okay to leave the wooden box with him?”

Li Xin walked over to him and asked in a serious tone.

The wooden box was so mysterious that Zhong Hua didn’t dare to keep it at the base until he could figure out exactly what it was.

You should know that underneath this base, all sorts of monsters and supernatural entities are being held captive.

If anything went wrong, it would create a huge mess.

So, after careful consideration, Zhong Hua decided to entrust the wooden box to Chu Yi for safekeeping, at least he wouldn’t be affected by it.

“Hurry up and send the photos and samples to headquarters; we need to investigate the origins of that wooden box as soon as possible.”

“Yes!”

…

“That’s good, stop here.”

When they were almost home, Chu Yi suddenly spoke out.

The people in the car were taken aback; you’re wearing a blindfold, how do you know where we are?

Without bothering with them, as soon as the car stopped, Chu Yi got out and headed to a breakfast stall by the roadside.

“Boss, five tiers of steamed buns, ten sticks of fried dough, six cups of soy milk, three bowls of preserved egg and pork porridge, they’ll pay.”

Chu Yi pointed behind him; the escorts in the car’s corners twitched.

Carrying a big bag of breakfast, Chu Yi waved to the people in the car before heading straight home.

“Time for breakfast!”

As soon as he entered, Chu Yi called out loudly.

A moment later, Feng Qian walked out of her room with a stern face and rolled her eyes at him.

“Here, I got you some preserved egg and pork porridge especially; have some.”

Chu Yi, seeming unaware, opened a bowl of porridge for her and placed it in front of her.

Obviously, she still remembered what happened last night.

Shame, if Zhao Shan hadn’t suddenly run off, with my usual moves, by now we probably would have…

“Martial Uncle, good morning.”

The door to the second bedroom opened, and Wu Xue walked out, yawning and greeting Chu Yi.

“Morning, come over…

uh…”

Chu Yi’s words suddenly halted, his eyes widening.

Seeing this, Feng Qian involuntarily turned to look.

“Pfft!”

A mouthful of porridge nearly sprayed out as she choked and coughed nonstop.

“Martial Auntie, what’s wrong?”

Wu Xue looked puzzled.

“Your clothes!

Where are your clothes?”

Feng Qian, slightly flushed, said after regaining her composure.

Clothes?

Wu Xue looked down in confusion; what’s the problem?

Isn’t it normal to wear only little shorts?

I often used to when I was at my master’s home…

Suddenly, Wu Xue froze, her face turning red at a visible speed to the tips of her ears.

This isn’t my master’s home; this is my martial uncle’s place!

“Ah!”

With a shriek, Wu Xue swiftly covered her chest and dashed back into her room.

A few seconds later, Feng Qian suddenly asked, “Does it look good?”

“Not bad, but it’s a bit small compared to you…”

“You lecher!”

Feng Qian picked up her porridge bowl and also stormed back to her room, fuming.

“A surprise first thing in the morning, really nice.”

Chu Yi sat down for breakfast and casually checked the two rooms with Heavenly Eye.

Feng Qian was scrolling through her phone while drinking porridge, while Wu Xue had just finished getting dressed and was walking out.

“Uncle-Master…

good morning.”

She had changed into one of Feng Qian’s T-shirts and jeans, her face still slightly red, but those fox-like seductive eyes somehow made her seem flirtatious.

No wonder ancient emperors skipped the early court sessions.

If such a test were presented to the officials, who could resist?

“Come over and eat.”

“Okay.”

Wu Xue nodded lightly, sat down at the dining table, and hung her head low, not daring to even look at Chu Yi.

But Chu Yi was looking at her; although she didn’t have Feng Qian’s assets, her abs and mermaid line definitely scored extra points.

“Uncle-Master, why do you keep staring there?”

Caught in his gaze, Wu Xue asked shyly.

“Eh…

nothing, just that your clothes looked familiar.”

Chu Yi made up an excuse, then quickly changed the subject, “By the way, Wu Xue, when is your master coming back?”

“Not sure.”

“Oh.” Chu Yi nodded, then asked, “So this ‘Green Plum Liquor’, what’s the deal with it?

Does your master know you’re in this business?”

“Yes, she does.”

“Hmm?”

Chu Yi’s brow furrowed.

A disciple causing chaos with martial arts, and the master knew but didn’t stop it?

“Because ‘Green Plum Liquor’ is my master.”

Chu Yi was stunned.

So the recently famous assassin was my martial elder sister?

That couldn’t be right; wasn’t my elder sister afraid of our master coming back to clean up her mess?

“Don’t joke with your uncle-master.”

“I’m not joking, ‘Green Plum Liquor’ is really my master, it’s just…”

Wu Xue hesitated, appearing somewhat troubled.

“If you don’t explain clearly, I’m going to have to ask your master about it later.”

“If I tell you, you can’t tell anyone else, okay?”

“Okay.”

Wu Xue took a deep breath and whispered, “Actually…

there was a time my master really loved superhero movies, like Iron Man, Green Man, and all that, and then she just…just…”

Chu Yi’s mouth twitched: “Your master got carried away by the movies and wanted to be a vigilante hero?”

Are you sure this isn’t some kind of joke?

Nevertheless, Wu Xue nodded earnestly: “Yes, after she watched an Avengers movie, she started to go clean up the underworld in the name of ‘Green Plum Liquor’.”

Chu Yi was speechless.

That martial elder sister of mine wasn’t so foolish before, was she?

How could she become a fool after one trip down the mountain?

The glitzy world is blinding.

“What happened afterward?”

“My master actually took down a few criminal gangs, and then she became famous.

Someone fabricated a job for her to kill a bad guy, and when she went there she discovered that the man was an undercover journalist.

She accidentally crippled him.

After that, she threw the person who issued the hit into the river and then left.”

“Oh, she felt guilty because she made a mistake.”

Chu Yi showed understanding and asked back, “How about you?

Are you planning to take over your master’s mantle?”

Wu Xue shook her head: “Of course not, it’s just that I ran out of money, so…”

“How much can you make doing something like this?

Really?”

Chu Yi said, half-laughing, half-crying.

Because she was short of money for food, she became an assassin; it’s like she’s playing a game, isn’t it?

At that moment, Wu Xue held up five fingers.

Chu Yi laughed, “Five million?

I’m quite valuable, aren’t I?

That’s enough for five months of my salary.”

Wu Xue shook her head.

Chu Yi was taken aback: “Fifty million?

That’s quite a high valuation.”

“It’s five billion!

And it increases by a hundred million every day.”