The Challenge of a Farmhouse Son-in-Law
Chapter 187 - 186 Another One Comes as One Leaves

Chapter 187: Chapter 186 Another One Comes as One Leaves

Upon hearing this, the shadow on the window flashed, and the next moment, he had already arrived in front of Jin Zijin’s bed.

Jin Zijin, dressed in a simple undergarment, was sitting calmly on the edge of the bed, looking at him and said, "Why have you come?"

The man opposite, dressed in black with a cloak, concealed his face, only revealing faint red lips and a smooth chin.

He raised his hand and took the cloak off his head, and his eagle-like sharp eyes turned to Jin Zijin sitting on the edge of the bed.

Perhaps it was because he had never seen him so disheveled before, he slightly furrowed his brows and said, "Do you intend to talk to me like this?"

Jin Zijin looked down at his clothes, having been a hunter for years, he no longer cared about such things, and simply stated, "If not like this, then how? Like last time?"

Last time, they had talked in the courtyard during a thunderstorm, which seemed even more of a mess.

The man in black twitched the corner of his mouth and then suddenly laughed out loud, saying, "Last time, I risked being struck by lightning to accompany you in the yard, getting drenched without letting me into the house. I specially chose a day with good weather without rain to visit you, and now you actually invited me inside. Where is that village girl bride of yours?"

Everyone kept asking about Gu Youyou, and when he remembered the letter of self-dismissal he received in the afternoon, Jin Zijin felt he lost face.

Even if it was all an act, he felt deeply embarrassed, and his face suddenly darkened, yet he maintained a calm tone and said, "Let’s stick to the matter at hand, why ask about her?"

He was clearly a bit angry, which slightly surprised the man in black.

He chuckled softly and said, "Alright, you don’t want to talk about her, I won’t ask. I’m just curious, you had proper business to attend to and yet you ran off to this godforsaken place to marry a village girl. What in the world were you thinking? Or should I say, what’s so special about that village girl that made you abandon your principles?"

Jin Zijin tilted his chin up, eyes half-closed.

"Is this your version of not asking?"

The man in black: "..."

"Haha... fine, I won’t ask. That girl is quite pretty, I understand men, but when you leave here, you had better cut ties cleanly. She’s of no use to you, make sure not to leave yourself vulnerable."

The man in black took a few steps forward, intending to sit down beside Jin Zijin on the bed. But even a clean and tidy farmers’ bed was hardly suitable for someone like him. After thinking for a moment, he retreated, pulled over a bamboo chair, and sat down.

He touched the armrest of the bamboo chair and even gave a laugh of praise, "Your craftsmanship is really quite good!"

"Get to the point," Jin Zijin obviously lost patience with his delay in starting the real discussion.

"What’s the rush? It’s not often I get to sit in a chair while visiting you."

Jin Zijin: "..."—his expression darkened further.

"Alright, alright, I’ll talk!" The man in black restrained the smile on his face, grew solemn, and said, "He’s gone, not in these mountains behind. You don’t have to pretend to be a hunter here anymore."

Jin Zijin’s expression became grave, and he raised an eyebrow, asking, "Where did he go?"

The man shook his head, troubled, "Without that medicine, considering his temperament, he’ll quickly regain his clarity. It won’t be easy to find him in this vast sea of people. How much longer can you hold on?"

After a moment of silence, Jin Zijin let out a low sigh, "I’m not sure!"

The man in black was startled, then also sighed softly, "Then... I will find him as quickly as I can. If it really doesn’t work out, you’ll have to go back to the Taoist Temple and seek help from that old Taoist Tianzong!"

"Didn’t you say he couldn’t be trusted?" Jin Zijin asked in surprise.

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