She Holds the World After Being Reborn
Chapter 223: He who achieves great things does not quibble over small amounts of money

Chapter 223: Chapter 223: He who achieves great things does not quibble over small amounts of money

Yan Wanqing and Qin Wu arrived to find the area already embroiled in chaos, with no one daring to intervene.

The simple-minded elder brother and sister-in-law stood aside, seemingly used to such occurrences.

"With people coming from the south and heading north, it’s common to encounter ill-tempered strangers. Fights are quite normal," the elder brother remarked before taking his fishing net and heading to the lake.

Living off the land and the water.

This lake was the only one within a hundred miles that had fish, so the brother and sister-in-law decided to settle here.

The sister-in-law watched her husband leave and simply leaned against a tree, squinting as she watched, muttering something under her breath.

Yan Wanqing, with her exceptional hearing, realized that the woman was counting their losses.

"One tael for a basket, ten for a table... the more they smash, the less we need to work for the rest of the year."

Yan Wanqing: "..." What a simple family.

"If you don’t stop now, I won’t be polite any longer," shouted a lean man amidst the scuffle.

He kept dodging, but his opponent was relentless, picking up anything he could find and hurling it towards him.

"Come on, coward, who’s afraid of who!" The speaker was a burly and rotund man, looking sturdy and strong, with a large totem tattoo on his back, giving him a fierce and menacing appearance.

"That’s what you said!" the skinny man shouted, "Piji, come out and take him down!"

As he spoke, a young man dressed in black suddenly appeared atop the roof, striking the burly bald man with a palm. Caught off guard, the man staggered backward three or four steps.

When the man came to his senses, the young man’s long sword had already followed through.

The burly man had no choice but to keep retreating, buffeted by the powerful Inner Strength; he resembled a large meatball swept up by a fierce wind, utterly disheveled.

The lean man looked up and laughed loudly: "Die, you fatso, for your arrogance and madness, you should know there’s always someone better; when traveling, you must learn to keep a low profile."

As the long sword neared the burly man’s throat, the young man showed no sign of stopping.

All fun and jest aside, if a life were lost in the commotion, things would escalate significantly.

The sister-in-law couldn’t stand idly by any longer, and just as she was about to speak out, she saw Yan Wanqing cry out loudly, "Stop!"

Simultaneously, beneath the opposite eaves, a jujube shot towards the chubby man.

The jujube struck the sword blade, sending Piji reeling back and crashing into a tree stump, coughing up blood.

The burly man took the opportunity to move forward to teach Piji a lesson.

Li’an’s cold voice rose: "Aku."

The fat man referred to as Aku clenched his molars and managed to say, "Next time, you won’t be so lucky."

Piji snorted disdainfully, got up off the ground, and prepared to strike with his long sword in hand.

"Piji." At that moment, Yan Wanqing called out placidly.

Upon hearing her voice, delight filled Piji’s eyes: "My lord!"

Yan Wanqing nodded her head, and the young man hiding in the corner stood upright—It was none other than Chai You.

Chai You, disheveled with a scraggly beard, bore no resemblance to his once elegant and dashing appearance at the Prince’s estate.

Four words, too pitiful to watch.

Yan Wanqing frowned as she saw Chai You approaching her joyfully and took a subtle step backward.

The scent was a bit overpowering.

Chai You, unconcerned, began, "Piji, young one, what did I say? There’s no need for exhaustive efforts when fortune comes unbidden. If I hadn’t insisted on taking a bath in this lake, you wouldn’t have found your lord so quickly, right?"

Piji kept silent but his eyes reddened as he gazed at Yan Wanqing.

When he received news of Yan Wanqing’s disappearance, he was on the outskirts of Xiliang City. Thus, he and Chai You decided to rush over through the night.

Now seeing Yan Wanqing standing before him, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"My lord’s face." Piji stepped forward and observed the scabs on Yan Wanqing’s face.

Yan Wanqing smiled and said, "It’s nothing."

Yet, a hint of murderous intent flickered in Piji’s eyes.

Who’s so bold as to dare to injure the master’s face!

"Today is indeed a good day, bustling with excitement. I need to go take a bath to properly celebrate," Chai You said as he strode toward the lake.

The fatty known as Aku glared at Chai You viciously.

As Chai You passed by him, he stopped, "You’re looking at me like that; could it be you’re thinking of coming over to drown me when I get in the water later?"

Aku’s thoughts were hit right on the mark, and his plump lips trembled twice before he huffed coldly and turned his face away.

"That won’t do," Chai You said, looking at the young man in white under the eaves, "This fat one must be your subordinate, right? You should keep him in check; I am an official appointed by the Imperial Court."

"Whoever claims to be an Imperial Court-appointed official showing up here, bragging without proof," Aku muttered under his breath.

Li’an finally shifted his gaze from Yan Wanqing and looked towards Chai You.

He nodded, "It’s all a misunderstanding. Your master and I are friends as well."

"That makes things easy then." Without any more worries, Chai You went off to bathe with an open and upright manner.

Aku glared hatefully at the direction in which he left.

"I hope you take what I said seriously. The Sect Hierarch assigned you to follow me, not to cause me trouble," Li’an’s emotionless voice sounded in Aku’s ear.

What was strange was that it seemed like no one else had heard it at all.

Remembering the things the Sect Hierarch had instructed him before departing, Aku could only suppress the anger in his heart.

"This was all a misunderstanding, brother, don’t blame me. This is my subordinate, still a kid," Yan Wanqing said, smiling as he spoke to Li’an.

Piji came over unwillingly, his hand still numb from that jujube just now.

He was eager to see who was so divine as to inflict internal damage on him with a single jujube.

But the instant he lifted his eyes, he was stunned into stillness.

The eldest son!

"Piji, apologize," Yan Wanqing said with a smile, looking at Piji.

Piji, doubting his master’s attitude internally, didn’t dare to recognize him and just obediently apologized.

Aku didn’t expect the young man to admit his mistake so quickly. With no outlet for his frustration, he could only huff coldly and waddle away with his fatty body.

From the first glance at Piji, Li’an felt an inexplicably familiar sensation, the feeling of lost nostalgia swept over him once more.

As clever as he was, he didn’t miss the shock in Piji’s eyes.

"Your brother’s subordinate seems quite spirited," Yan Wanqing gave him a way out.

A flicker of coldness appeared in Li’an’s eyes, but his face showed no emotion, "He is not my subordinate, just... someone from within the family sent to protect me."

Otherwise, a person like Aku would have died many times over by his own hand already.

Yan Wanqing did not ignore the mention of ’family’ and made a mental note of it.

Considering the previous encounter between Gesang and his brother and now Aku, along with the totem on Aku’s back... Yan Wanqing believed that his brother must be deeply intertwined with the Radiant Church, possibly assuming an extremely important role within it.

Otherwise, with Aku’s fiery temperament, how could he be so obedient to his brother’s words?

There must be a significant story behind this.

Yan Wanqing reined in his thoughts and suddenly stretched out his hand towards Qin Wu.

"Sister, give me the money."

The onlooking Qin Wu said, "What money?"

"Don’t we have to pay for the damage we caused?" Yan Wanqing stated matter-of-factly.

Qin Wu was stunned, "If you have to pay, then you pay. Why are you asking me for it?"

"Sister, it’s so unlike you to say that, we were just sharing sisterly love moments ago," Yan Wanqing hinted meaningfully.

Remembering the olive branch she had extended to Yan Wanqing earlier, Qin Wu took a deep breath.

Those who aspire to greatness do not fuss over small expenses.

"Aman, bring the money pouch."

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