Chapter 122
Pan Shulin felt as if the giant rock pressing on his heart had finally been lifted, his entire body relaxing.
The kneeling ger saw this and hurriedly congratulated him: "Congratulations, young master. The ger we bribed to deliver the letter to Xi Yao has died. Besides Xi Yao himself, no one else will know that Xi Yao's departure was not voluntary, and even fewer will know that Xi Yao was once murdered. And Xi Yao himself cannot remember this event. That is to say, as long as Xi Yao does not recover his memory, no one will investigate this matter further, and even less will they trace it back to us."
Pan Shulin curled his lips into a smile: "I heard the city lord agreed to let that ancient beastman be Xi Yao's guardian?"
The ger was startled for a moment before replying: "Yes, he moved in to live together last night. I heard people say that Xi Yao and that ancient beastman are extremely clingy with each other."
As he spoke, the ger made an expression as if he was disgusted enough to have goosebumps fall all over the floor, saying: "Clearly not yet married, they are sticky and clingy all day long, as if afraid others don't know they were married before..."
Hearing this, the joy in Pan Shulin's eyes actually increased: "So you're saying, Xi Yao has forgotten Brother Bai and is no longer clinging to Brother Bai?"
The ger was startled, thought for a moment and said: "That seems to be the case, but..."
He thought about it and said: "At last night's banquet, from the city lord's meaning, that Young Master Cheng is still Xi Yao's fiance... I haven't heard about the engagement being called off either..."
Pan Shulin remembered how he pleaded for mercy at the banquet but was instead lectured by the city lord, his face instantly darkened: "He clearly already has an ancient beastman, yet in the end, he still monopolizes Brother Bai."
A flash of jealousy and viciousness passed through his eyes, his expression seeming as if he wished he could slice Xi Yao into a thousand pieces.
Seeing this, the ger hurriedly advised: "Young master, Xi Yao is currently very much in the spotlight, you must not act impulsively. I see that Xi Yao and the ancient beastman have such good feelings for each other. If this continues, the engagement with Young Master Cheng will be broken sooner or later. When that time comes, it will be your opportunity."
Hearing this, Pan Shulin's expression eased considerably, but a trace of unwillingness remained in his eyes: "It's just that like this, it lets Xi Yao off too easily."
"After all, he is the city lord's younger brother," the ger replied.
Pan Shulin snorted coldly: "He just relies on this status of his. Without this status, he is nothing."
"Enough." Pan Shulin stood up and helped the ger to his feet: "As long as he doesn't remember, and doesn't pester Brother Bai, it's not that I necessarily want him dead."
After saying this, Pan Shulin seemed to think of something, a faint blush coloring his face, his slightly closed eyes brimming with spring feelings. He said: "Come, let's go see Brother Bai."
Wang Jin took Yuan Heng shopping from one end of the street to the other.
This Ning'an City was developed extremely well, no different from the city Wang Jin lived in during his previous life.
Wang Jin carried his money pouch and browsed the stalls... buying whatever he wanted.
The various vendors, seeing the heavy money pouch in Wang Jin's hand, all gave him extremely enthusiastic smiles, calling out to him...
Wang Jin watched, feeling as if he had returned to the past, when he was still the wealthy young master with ample family resources, greeted by thousands when he went out...
This long-lost feeling was extremely satisfying. Wang Jin shopped to his heart's content for a while, buying everything he was even slightly interested in.
Fortunately, the silver Xi Ning gave him was sufficient.
"..." The young ger in front was like a bird that had been caged for too long, suddenly gaining freedom.
The ger shopped with such familiarity and ease, his petite figure swiftly weaving through the crowd. Although Yuan Heng followed closely behind him, he felt for the first time, for some reason, that the distance between him and the ger was immense, so vast it seemed as if entire centuries separated them.
In Danmu tribe, and even in his former ancient beast tribe, such streets had never appeared, such prosperous times...
Everything about Ning'an City felt unfamiliar to him, but his ger was so familiar with this way of life...
Yuan Heng suddenly remembered what Xi Ning had said to him... and seemed to understand the meaning behind Xi Ning making him a guardian...
The man's finger joints trembled slightly, curling up tightly. Indeed, he currently was not qualified enough to stand beside the ger...
The ger stared at the things on the street with shining eyes, his extremely joyful appearance making one wish they could present him with everything on the whole street. But... the silver he used for buying was not his, it was Xi Ning's... He didn't even have any silver to buy the things the ger liked...
Yuan Heng pressed his lips together tightly, his finger joints clenched until they turned white...
Wang Jin, attracted by the things on the street, completely failed to notice the man's distress.
Only after spending almost all the silver did Wang Jin, along with Yuan Heng who was carrying a pile of things, rent a beast carriage and return to the pavilion.
This beast carriage was not like Xi Ning's, this one was pulled by beastmen transformed into their beast forms...
These beastmen were all relatively weak in physique, or had some disabilities from hunting, doing these jobs in the city to earn a living.
Wang Jin took it for granted, this wasn't his first time riding such a carriage. When he went to find Yuan Heng before, Uncle Shan had also rented him such a carriage.
But it was Yuan Heng's first time...
The man's face darkened the moment he got on the beast cart. His finger joints rested on his knees, bent, tightly gripping the clothes there, wrinkling them.
"Ger..."
He called out to the excited Wang Jin. Wang Jin was fiddling with the things he bought and responded somewhat absently.
"..." Yuan Heng heard this, silently closed his mouth, and turned his head away.
Wang Jin waited for a long time without getting a response from Yuan Heng, so he looked up to check on him. He saw the man sitting silently to the side, his long eyelashes hiding the myriad thoughts in his eyes, his lips pressed tightly together and turned downward. Although to an outsider he might seem expressionless, Wang Jin had been with him for so long that he knew every slight change in the man...
This expression of the man's clearly indicated he was sulking.
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