Xu Qingzhou stood up, his white robe fluttering elegantly in the candlelight. He clasped his hands around a folding fan.
"Please, Lady, rember what you said, and also rember what I, Xu, have said."
With that, the folding fan snapped open with a "pa" and he slowly waved it, his voice lingering.
"The world knows, I, Xu Qingzhou, can only relieve one woman's worry in my lifeti."
"Now that the worry is relieved, our fate is also at its end. Let us part ways, never to et again."
After speaking, he turned gracefully and stepped towards the door to leave.
Mo Shengge remained standing in place, bewildered, staring at the young man in white as he walked away.
Suddenly, she rembered sothing and called out.
"Mister, wait?"
Xu Qingzhou paused in his step but did not turn around, and the fan in his hand did not stop.
"Does the Lady have sothing to say?"
Mo Shengge hurriedly took out a jade bottle from her sleeve and held it in her palm.
She smiled faintly, "Mister forgot sothing. Without this, Ning Feng's efforts would be in vain."
Xu Qingzhou's lips curled slightly as he shook his fan.
"A re poison, easily broken. Why would I need the Lady's antidote? The Lady should keep it for herself—hahaha."
With that, he didn't linger and left straight away.
The moonlight was bright, like a dream, like a shadow. Mo Shengge watched Xu Qingzhou's figure fade into the distance until it disappeared, then she withdrew her gaze.
She sat back in her original place, her eyes lowered, staring at the jade bottle in her hand, her gaze filled with hidden sorrow, her face showing unprecedented seriousness.
A young man, a scholar, and also a great mister.
Able to speak a multitude of truths, yet also able to know what others do not.
In front of him, even though she had hidden herself deeply, he still saw through her.
How powerful, truly terrifying.
"A remarkable person, an immortal fallen into the mortal world, Mister Forgetting Worries, I hope you won't deceive —"
Xu Qingzhou left the official post hall, called Ning Feng, and exited through the main gate, swaggering away towards Frostsky City under the watchful eyes of hundreds.
"Ning Tou has really left—"
"That's good, following this Mister Forgetting Worries, he won't have to live our life of licking blood off the blade anymore."
"Hope Ning Tou can have a good end."
"Why say such things, this is our fate, we don't have Ning Tou's good fortune—"
The road is long and far, I will seek it high and low.
Xu Qingzhou still sat on horseback, Ning Feng quietly leading the horse. The road back was the sa as the road there.
But for Ning Feng, it felt a bit lighter.
Xu Qingzhou was quietly searching in the Worry-Free General Store for the dicine to cure Ning Feng's poison.
It wasn't that he was foolish, refusing the woman's dicine and choosing to buy it himself.
It was intentional; he needed Mo Shengge to understand that he was strong, mysterious, and omnipotent.
Only then would Mo Shengge fear him, be wary, and not dare to have improper thoughts.
As the saying goes: Won and petty people are hard to guard against.
Mo Shengge was a woman, but her actions were sowhat like a petty person.
As for why he helped her—he had said that all young ladies in the world were treated equally. Since he ca, he would relieve the worry. The reward for this should be considerable.
Money delivered to the door, how could he refuse? Besides, he promised Ning Feng to save him, a gentleman's promise is worth a thousand gold.
With Mo Shengge's ability, she would probably find the person before dawn, and by then, his reward would be in hand.
Suddenly, Xu Qingzhou's eyes lit up, and he thought to himself, "Found it."
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"Fortunately, this thing isn't expensive, hehe, bought it."
[Host, would you like to spend 700 rit Points to purchase a Ten Thousand Curse Removal Pill?]
"Confirm!"
[Purchase successful, 700 rit Points deducted, remaining rit Points 6200, item has been issued to the host's Storage Bag.]
Xu Qingzhou looked at the balance reminder, a trace of worry unconsciously appearing in his eyes.
"Sigh, when can I break ten thousand?"
They say it's hard to eat shit and earn money, and it's really not false. His rit Points really weren't increasing.
They say relieving worries can earn rit Points, but so worries also require spending rit Points. So cost little, and he can earn, but so cost a lot, and he ends up losing.
Calculating this way, he really doesn't earn much by the end of the month.
It's just those steadfast Attribute Points that keep him going.
He just hoped this reward would be more, having traveled so far, he couldn't afford to lose again.
Thinking this, he willed a pill the size of a fingernail into his hand.
"Ning Feng, stop for a mont."
"Whoa—" Ning Feng heard and quickly stopped the horse, turning back to ask, "Mister, what's wrong?"
Xu Qingzhou dismounted, twisting his waist ungracefully, "Riding is quite jarring, let's walk for a bit."
"This road is indeed a bit bumpy."
Xu Qingzhou smiled slightly, "Let's walk and talk."
"Alright."
As they walked, Xu Qingzhou asked, "Ning Feng, what are your plans next?"
Ning Feng thought for a mont, "I haven't thought about it."
"Do you have a place you want to go or sothing you want to do?" Xu Qingzhou asked again.
Ning Feng still shook his head, looking confused. He had never thought about these things. He had thought about freedom, longed for it, but never considered what to do after gaining it.
"Really no thoughts at all?"
Ning Feng gave a bitter smile, "Not afraid of Mister laughing, I didn't dare to think before. I just wanted to leave that dark place, anywhere but there."
"But Mister knows, leaving is easier said than done. Without Mister, it would only be a dream. As for what Mister said about what to do and where to go, I thought about it a long ti ago, but after thinking, life seed slower and more bitter, so I stopped thinking about it—"
Xu Qingzhou shook his head, yes, why think about impossible things, as an assassin, he was rational.
A poor soul.
Xu Qingzhou suddenly stopped, and Ning Feng followed suit. The forr turned around, looking at the latter.
He smiled calmly, like a spring breeze.
"You can start thinking about it now."
Ning Feng was stunned, "Mister, what did you say?"
Xu Qingzhou suddenly grabbed Ning Feng's hand and gently placed the pill he had been holding into Ning Feng's palm.
Ning Feng's eyes were filled with confusion, his gaze shifting between Xu Qingzhou and the pill in his palm.
"Mister, this is—"
Xu Qingzhou released Ning Feng's hand and nodded seriously.
"That's right, take it, and you'll truly be free."
Ning Feng's hand trembled uncontrollably. Although he knew Mister would give it to him, when he held it, it felt like a dream.
His inner excitent was indescribable. A grown man, his eyes slowly reddened.
He tightly held the pill, looking up at Xu Qingzhou.
"Mister—"
Words of gratitude were countless, ant to be spoken, but at the tip of his tongue, it was just a single "Mister."
And only a single "Mister."
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