Chapter 1024: Chapter 1022: Finding a Shortcut
Each of them had made their own gains, and once they had filled the required quota, Wufu and the others stopped wandering around Cloud Tower. As she put it, “Just enough is good; don’t drop the waterlon while picking up sesa seeds—being like a monkey picking corn is unacceptable behavior.”
“Young Master Xiao Wu, what do you an by a monkey picking corn?” Tie Yong asked curiously.
Wufu simply told the story and left everyone to ponder and understand the lesson on their own.
“You have a good mindset, Xiao Wu,” Master Gui complinted.
Wufu giggled, found a spot to sit down, and prepared to leave at dawn.
Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed Yang Yibin coming down from upstairs. Wufu squinted slightly and asked with a smile, “Has Young Master Yang gained anything?”
Seeing them each holding sothing, Yang Yibin’s expression was complicated beyond words, resembling envy, jealousy, and a bit of reluctance, as if those things were his but had been taken by others.
“Just a weapon, that’s all.” Yang Yibin raised the short knife in his hand.
Wufu said, “Congratulations. We’re leaving tomorrow, Young Master Yang…”
“You’re not planning on leaving
behind, are you?” Yang Yibin was shocked. “We agreed to leave together.”
“Are you sure?”
Yang Yibin nodded vigorously. He’d have to be crazy not to be sure. This group was obviously very capable, and following them out was beneficial without any downsides.
“As long as you don’t regret it!” Wufu said aningfully.
Yang Yibin’s pupils contracted slightly, as he tried to discern the aning in her eyes. But then Wufu said to Ah Jiu, “I’m going to find the old man to see if there’s a shortcut we can take to get out faster. I don’t want to go through another life-or-death situation.”
Ah Jiu hesitated for a mont, then nodded, “I’ll go with you.”
The two walked away slowly, while the others stayed to rest.
“Shortcut? There’s none!” The white-bearded old man lazily leaned against a wooden bed and snorted coldly, “You co in the way you go out, all depending on your skills! What, you had the skills to co here but none to leave?”
“Do you want the Fiery Burning Knife?” Wufu didn’t respond to his question and lazily replied instead.
“Fiery Burning Knife?” The white-bearded old man imdiately sat up and looked at her.
Wufu said, “It’s the wine you took, called Fiery Burning Knife, which I brewed.”
“You’re lying to .” The white-bearded old man looked her up and down. “What does a little girl like you know about brewing wine, especially such strong stuff?”
“The world is full of talent. What’s strange about
knowing? You’ve secluded yourself here, not knowing what’s happening out there doesn’t an there aren’t changes.”
The white-bearded old man frowned.
“For instance, do you know where the traitor of Cloud Fort is? Do you know who he is?” Wufu continued.
The white-bearded old man’s eyes imdiately sharpened as he asked, “Is he here too?”
Wufu shrugged, saying nothing.
The white-bearded old man lay back down, closed his eyes, and said, “What does Cloud Fort’s affairs have to do with ? I’m practically a dying man; a bunch of useless people can’t even find a person, should make way sooner.”
“Is that so, sorry to bother you.” Wufu turned to leave.
“Hold on.” The voice ca again from behind, “I don’t care about people, but not about the wine. Bring a hundred jars, and I’ll tell you.”
“Old man, I got here with skills, and I can leave with skills too.” Wufu chuckled. “Wine also costs to transport, ten jars.”
The white-bearded old man glared, ready to speak, but Wufu added, “If I get unhappy, I might just stop brewing altogether and let it vanish.”
“You!” The white-bearded old man turned his back in anger, saying nothing.
Wufu and Ah Jiu exchanged glances, ready to leave, when the old man’s voice ca again from behind, “Tomorrow morning, wait at the door for .”
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