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Double release!
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After Wenren Heng left the inn, carrying his umbrella, he went to another inn on the same street.
Compared to the other inn, this one hadnât lit the lanterns outside and even upstairs was pitch black. If there hadnât been a small, sad candle lighting the lobby, the whole inn wouldâve appeared as if itâd been swallowed by the night. Standing amidst the falling rain, the building seemed to exude an aura of lonely suffering.
He looked at it for a moment and then went inside.
All his subordinates were waiting and immediately came out to welcome him. The one leading them was a man around thirty, with extremely ordinary features. Ordinarily, he wouldâve been the kind of person who was immediately forgotten after introducing himself, if not for the scar lining the left side of his face, adding a somewhat fierce air, allowing him to be easily remembered.
When the scarred man reached Wenren Hengâs side, he said in a quiet voice, âSect Master, that room that had been set on fire has long since been repaired. When we went upstairs, we didnât find anything that was left behind.â
To Wenren Heng, this was not unexpected. Even if they had searched for clues on the day of the incident, there was a high chance everything wouldâve already been burned away.
He put away his umbrella and looked at the people in the lobby.
He had brought only five men with him when he left, two of whom he had left with his Junior Brother, with the remainder having been sent here. Although the men were few, they were all from Jianghu, bodies full of killing intent. The moment the innkeeper saw them, he was so scared he lost control of his bladder.
The innkeeper had been woken up in the middle of the night by the men and had hastily put on only his inner robes. His face deathly pale with legs trembling, he sat on the bench in fearful anticipation as he looked outside. But who couldâve guessed that who should come but a cultured and refined young sir. He stared foolishly for a moment before calling out, âNoble sir, please spare my life. This lowly creature really doesnât know who set the fire!â
âThereâs no need to be afraid. I have only a few things I want to ask, and Iâll leave after Iâm done,â Wenren Heng said. âI shouldâve come in the morning, but there were some things I couldnât put off, so I could only come and disturb you at night.â
The way he spoke wasnât bad, and he was refined and courteous. The innkeeperâs heart which had been high up in his throat slowly calmed back down, and he stood up after conversing for a while. Wenren Heng delicately asked the other about that dayâs events. Unfortunately, much to his dismay, the innkeeper had not seen any suspicious people or occurrences at the time.
Seeing the other becoming silent, the innkeeper swore, âItâs true! The room suddenly caught on fire! And other than that injured young sir, I saw no one else ever enter or leave that room. Besides, my inn has been burned so badly that I canât even do any business. If I knew who had actually set the fire, I wouldnât let them off!â
Wenren Heng rubbed his head and walked around the inn once before deciding that there was no need to stay any longer. Leaving some coin, he took his men and left.
In the past few days, the rain had been falling in long and continuous bursts and the pavements had already accumulated some water. From the rainfall came soft and light ripples in the water. Since it was already very late at night, there was not another soul in sight on the streets other than them. Listening to the sound of rain pattering on his umbrella, Wenren Heng asked, âThese past few days, there hasnât been anyone following?â
The scarred man replied, âNo, only our men.â
âNo oneâs been followingâŚâ Wenren Heng muttered.
The scarred man asked, âDo you want some subordinates to go ask some common people tomorrow, see if they remember anything from that day?â
Wenren Heng said, âNo need. I just thought it somewhat strange.â
It was strange that someone was able to injure his Junior Brother. Even more strange was that after injuring him, the perpetrator didnât stay to make sure he was dead and simply set everything on fire. And even after his Junior Brother was rescued, there was not a trace of the other person, as if the instigator just decided to let him go[1].
He wrinkled his brows.
âFor these next few days, take care to pay more attention to movements behind you, see if thereâs anyone following. And send some people to ask after Miracle Doctor Jiâs whereabouts. IâŚâ As Wenren Heng was speaking, a familiar figure appeared ahead. The moment he saw the person, he went forward and asked, âWhatâs wrong with you?â
âThis subordinate is incapable.â Rushing over, the man in black kneeled on one leg. Not daring to delay, he let out everything in a rush.
After the Sect Master left, they had received orders to guard the young sir. He had gone to the bathroom for barely the length of time it took to finish half a cup of tea, only to return and discover the door to the young sirâs room wide open and that the young sir and his colleague had both disappeared. He had already searched everywhere but had seen neither hide nor hair of either party, not even a signal that his colleague could have left behind.
Wenren Heng had already had the man stand up long ago, walking and talking, and before long, they had returned to the inn. Looking at the room which bore no trace of a struggle, Wenren Hengâs expression did not change, but a trace of heaviness could be detected within his eyes.
The two men he had left behind were relatively skillful. To be able to steal away his Junior Brother in such a short amount of time must mean that the perpetrator was someone with very high martial arts. The perpetrator either was able to defeat his subordinate in a move or two or had captured the man sometime in the past day and replaced him, waiting for exactly this opportunity to steal a person away.
If it was the first, his subordinateâs martial skill was good enough that he shouldâve at least left behind some clue. Thus, it was more likely to be the second possibility.
The fact that the disguise was able to fool his eyes must mean the personâs technique had already reached a certain degree of perfection. With such a bold and daring move, they wouldnât recklessly leave town out of anxiety. And his Junior Brother had been hit in his sleep acupoint, with no ability to fight back. If the perpetrator had decided to steal him away alive, his life shouldnât be in danger at the moment.
In a flash, Wenren Heng made his decision and said, âBring some men to search nearby carefully for any signs. If none can be found, immediately return.â
The scarred man gave a, âYes,â and immediately left to give the order.
Wenren Heng walked around the room and discovered that his dagger was missing. Thinking of his Junior Brother in someone elseâs hands, his face turned pitch-black.
A short while later, the scarred man returned with the others and told him that nothing had been found.
Wenren Heng then called over one of his men and muttered a few words in his ear. After the man left, Wenren Heng indicated to the others to leave and guard the door, leaving only the scarred man by his side.
The scarred man wasnât stupid, and after the others left, he said, âXiao-Jia[2] was replaced?â
Wenren Heng said, âItâs possible. Later, return to the road we came from to search.â
The scarred manâs expression was dark, privately thinking that the only things theyâll find are likely to be corpses.
The man couldnât hold in his amazement. They had all spent nearly the entire day together, and the perpetrator had the skill to not let the mask slip for a single moment. He wrinkled his brows and asked, âIn Jianghu, who has this much strength?â
âWho knows who exactly he offendedâŚâ Wenren Heng muttered. After a pause, he asked, âHas there been movement recently from the Demonic Sect?â
The scarred man said, âNo.â
Wenren Heng nodded and poured himself a cup of tea but didnât drink it for a long time.
Seeing this, the scarred man didnât dare to disturb him and wisely shut his mouth.
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At the same moment, separated by a mere wall in an empty room, Xiao-Jia was sitting tied to a chair by Ye You, feeling completely miserable. He desperately wanted to leave the room, grab onto the Sect Masterâs legs, and weep. But seeing as that young sir had already fallen back asleep and his own acupoint had been hit, he probably wouldnât be released until tomorrow morning.
Naturally, Ye You wasnât actually asleep. Using the dagger, he had poked a small hole in the wall and had been lying curled up on the bed looking through it. He had listened to Wenren Hengâs back-and-forth with rapt attention. And only after waiting for a while to confirm that they werenât going to speak any further did he decide to give up.
If his guess wasnât wrong, then Wenren Hengâs next step was to search the inn. Ye You tskâd in his heart, and, carrying the dagger, he lazily sat up.
From the conversation and Wenren Hengâs attitude, Ye You at least knew that Wenren Heng harbored no ill intentions towards him. Perhaps this guy was aware of his identity, seeing as he mentioned the Demonic Sect at this critical moment, presumably it has something to do with Ye You.
Yes⌠Although the information wasnât much, at least he managed to drag out something useful, so Ye You was relatively satisfied.
Seeing the other getting up, Xiao-Jia immediately blanched, fearing that he was coming for another round.
Ye You didnât pay him any mind and left the room without a word. Meeting the frightening gaze of the black-clothed men, Ye You sauntered over and kicked the Sect Masterâs door open.
The two men inside vigilantly stood up, immediately looking to see whoâs stepping inside with his collar open and bandages peeking out â thankfully, this article was visible, or else the black-clothed men outside wouldnât have dared recognize him.
A visible flash of surprise passed through Wenren Hengâs face. He had thought of countless possibilities but never did he think that this person would just walk back on his own.
While he had previously looked calm, his heart had felt an extraordinary sense of urgency. At this moment, all his previous anxiety seemed to have returned to his chest all at once, truly leaving him a bit sore.
He hoarsely said, âYouâŚâ
Without waiting for him to finish speaking, Ye You haphazardly threw the dagger onto the table in front of him and then shamelessly climbed onto bed, closed his eyes, and went to sleep.
Wenren Heng, ââŚâ
The subordinates, ââŚâ
For an instant, the room was deathly still. The black-clothed men outside cautiously clung to the doorframe and looked inside. Seeing the Sect Master looking at them, they pointed at the room next door, indicating that that was where this person had come from.
Wenren Heng brought some men over and used the light outside to see the situation inside, only to see Xiao-Jia wearing clothes that had been cut into strips, tied web-like to a chair. He seemed to have been tied with a lot of consideration, with the ropes occasionally showing some skin, leaving a strange kind of beauty.
Wenren Heng, ââŚâ
The subordinates, ââŚâ
After a while, Wenren Heng finally learned the entire sequence of events from Xiao-Jiaâs trembling voice. His fellow colleague broke out in cold sweat, relieved beyond words that he had decided to go to the bathroom, or else he might have ended up in the exact same situation!
Xiao-Jia was traumatized and still hadnât recovered. At that time, while sitting in the pitch-black darkness, that young sir laughed maniacally as he cut apart his clothes, almost cutting into skin. Xiao-Jia almost peed his pants, so afraid was he that this manâs hand would tremble and cut him into tiny little pieces.
Wenren Heng asked, âSleepwalking?â
Xiao-Jia nodded violently. âIt was truly horrifying. Sect Master, you better sleep in a different room.â
It was at this time that the subordinate who had previously left on a different mission returned. Flabbergasted, he looked at Xiao-Jia. Pulling out the drug[3] that the Sect Master had asked him to prepare, he asked, âSect Master, do you still need this?â
Wenren Heng slowly let out a breath.
He had previously thought that the time had been so short, the perpetrator so bold, that the person had probably never left the inn. He was afraid that the person would use the confusion caused by an inquiry to escape, so he had planned to render everyone in the inn unconscious before starting to search. He didnât think thatâŚ
âNo, I donât. You can all go rest.â He stood up and, to Xiao-Jiaâs admiration, returned to the other guest room.
Ye You remained in his previous position, and it wasnât clear whether he was really asleep or not.
As he took off his clothes, Wenren Heng helplessly thought of his Junior Brotherâs previous attempts to discover his intentions. Having called his bluff, Wenren Heng had thought that the other would behave a little better tonight. Who wouldâve thought that he would pull something like this. He truly hasnât stopped since he got amnesia.[4]
He privately wished that he could give this kid a good spanking. But he knew that since getting amnesia, this person had not trusted anyone, which is why he had the audacity to do such a thing. If the same thing had happened to Wenren Heng himself, then he mightâve done even worse. So the only thing he could do was swallow his frustrations.
Wenren Heng finally looked at the person beside him, but even after much thought, he didnât understand. He had definitely pressed his Junior Brotherâs sleep acupoint, so how did this person undo it?
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The next day, after having his medicine applied by his Senior Brother and sporting a âlanternâ, Ye You left the room. Upon seeing the five men who suddenly appeared, he acted as if it was all a happy coincidence. âWho are they?â
Wenren Heng said, âThey are my subordinates. Theyâll be coming with us to find Miracle Doctor Ji.â
Ye You went, âOh,â and guilelessly finished eating before following his Junior Brother as they once again set out.
Having received the orders, the scarred man began searching for Miracle Doctor Jiâs whereabouts. He didnât expect an incident to happen so quickly. It wasnât even noon before he received the news. And with his face grim, he found the Sect Master and said, âMiracle Doctor Jiâs at the residence of Suzhouâs Wang family. Reportedly, the Wang Patriarch has fallen prey to the Lantern-Extinguishing Poison[5].â
Ye You felt a sudden prick in his heart from out of nowhere. He lifted his head and nonchalantly asked, âLantern-Extinguishing Poison?â
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[1] I kind of added some words to this to more accurately translate the intent of the sentence. (Chinese is a very succinct language, while English⌠is not.) The original Chinese said that the perpetrator just unexpectedly decided to ä¸çŽĄä¸ĺ, lit. not care, not ask. I added the ânot a trace of the otherâ because itâd sound a bit disjointed in English if I simply wrote, âthe instigator just decided to let him goâ.
[2] ĺ°ç˛ âLittle/youngâ Jia.
[3] This was actually censored in the original, but as you can see in the next lines, itâs 迡ćčĽ, aka a medicine that renders people unconscious. I just put drug here so that the sentence would flow better, and I thought that simply writing âknock out drugâ was very not-wuxia of me.
[4] Conversely, it hasnât been peaceful since he got amnesia. Iâm pretty sure the sentence is playing a bit on these two meanings.
[5] çćť ćŻ Uh, I just translated this literally, since Iâm not sure if the âlantern-extinguishingâ part is euphemistic or not. Iâll fix it if the author eventually explains what it is.
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This chapter was actually really fun to translate (especially in comparison to last chapter, which was a nightmare). I felt super sorry for how Wenren Heng was throughout the first half of this, so I sped through this chapter to get to their âreunionâ lmao.
Again, no guarantees when Iâll get around to the next chapter. Work suddenly got busy <del>and I also want to play some video games</del>, so next chapter might take a bit.