novelraw Chapter 1292: Anything Money Can Solve Isn’t a Problem
Chapter 1292: Anything Money Can Solve Isn’t a Problem
Back then, she exhausted all her efforts and schemes but couldn’t unlock the secret of this Jade Pendant. The old man didn’t use a hand formation; he simply held it for a moment and managed to repair it. Such alchemy technique, Han Yan had never seen or heard of before."Thank you, sir, for your help. May I ask your name..." Han Yan lifted her head once more, her expression even more surprised, and she couldn’t utter another word.
There was no one in front of her, as if the old man had never appeared at all.
"No...it can’t be that we saw a ghost, right? In broad daylight, how could he disappear just like that?" Beside her, Xiu Ming widened his eyes with a ghostly expression, his voice trembling slightly.
Han Yan was also deeply shaken. With her keen Six Senses, she wouldn’t miss anything within a few meters of her, let alone right in front of her. Yet the old man vanished into thin air without her noticing.
She certainly didn’t think she had seen a ghost but believed that the old man’s power was so high that even her keen Six Senses couldn’t lock onto him.
"Is that old man a human or a ghost? Could there be some conspiracy?" The more Xiu Ming thought about it, the more uneasy he felt, expressing his concern.
"Don’t worry. He probably means no harm," Han Yan said.
With such incredible power, if he wanted to harm her, there would be no need for so much effort. He could just strike her. Moreover, there was no reason to help her repair the Jade Pendant. Regardless of who he was or what his purpose was, in the end, he did Han Yan a great favor. She didn’t believe he had any ill intentions.
"By the way, how did he know the secret of my rebirth?" As Han Yan thought of this, a name flashed through her mind: Lu Guantian.
Her rebirth was something even her parents hadn’t noticed. Perhaps only a Star Divination Master with real skills could detect the clue. Qu Shanling’s master, Lu Guantian, was undoubtedly one of them. Moreover, this Lu Guantian seemed to be connected to her in many ways. Many things were linked to him, even her rebirth, so it was not surprising Han Yan thought of him.
But upon thinking more, Han Yan found it unlikely. As far as she knew, Lu Guantian wasn’t very strong and had been hiding from the Holy Court for years. The power of the old man just witnessed was unfathomable, rivaling that of the top Sword Saints.
Unable to make sense of it, Lady Mu decided not to dwell on it.
She carefully memorized the mountains and rivers displayed in the Jade Pendant, then tossed it into the Star Disk Space.
"Lord Mu, where are we heading now?" Xiu Ming, who had a moment ago looked like he’d seen a ghost in broad daylight, quickly regained his spirit, looking at the bustling street scene with enthusiasm.
As for those millions in debt notes, with interest rates even higher than loan sharks, he had long thrown those concerns away. Seeing how carefree this guy was, even Han Yan couldn’t help but admire his thick nerves.
"First, we’ll buy a carriage and find an inn to rest for the night. We’ll set off again in the morning," Han Yan said.
With the night approaching, there was no way they could reach the Capital today, so it would be better to buy a carriage and depart the next day. At the speed of the Red Charcoal Cloud Smoke Beast, it wouldn’t be much slower. Moreover, after days of fleeing in the Longyan Mountain range, Han Yan was exhausted and just wanted a bath and a good night’s sleep.
"Alright, and let’s find a place to eat a good meal," Xiu Ming said, his eyes lighting up and swallowing his saliva.
"Do you have money?" Han Yan asked irritably.
"I’ll write a debt note, at eight percent interest," Xiu Ming shamelessly said, unfazed by his debts at all.
Han Yan shook her head, helpless about this guy’s lazy nature. No wonder the current emperor of Shangyue didn’t view this guy favorably.
Xiu Ming grabbed a passerby to ask for directions, and the two headed toward the workshop that specialized in selling carriages.
Shortly after they left, at the corner of the street, a figure appeared from nowhere—it was the old man who had vanished earlier.
"Seems like that girl guessed my origins. Should I just tell her the truth?" the old man murmured to himself, then shook his head, "Forget it, even if I said it, she might not believe it. Better to let her discover it herself. For her, it’s also a fortuitous opportunity. Besides, that old monster would never suspect that I’ve already recovered from my injuries. If the secret is accidentally revealed, all efforts would be wasted."
Having said that, the old man gently flickered and vanished once more.
Upon reaching the workshop, they saw a bustling crowd in front, full of noise and excitement.
"What’s going on up ahead?" Xiu Ming, being used to ordering people around as the young prince, casually grabbed a passerby to ask.
"I heard they found some spies from Anyun Country. Lord City Master is about to arrest and punish them," the person said. Seeing that although Xiu Ming was dusty, he had an air of a noble family’s son and didn’t dare get angry, answered truthfully.
"Spies from Anyun Country? Let’s go have a look. These spies from Anyun are really bold, sneaking into Dingbian City. If they infiltrate the Capital, that would be disastrous. I say, they should have their hands and feet broken and paraded through the streets," Xiu Ming said, afraid of missing the fun, completely forgetting Han Yan’s identity.
"Oh, really?" Han Yan said, looking at him coldly.
"Uh..." Xiu Ming was initially stunned, but then he finally realized Han Yan’s identity, turning his face pale with fright.
Fearing that Han Yan’s anger might lead her to beat him up, after all, these days in the Longyan Mountain range, he witnessed Han Yan in action. If she wanted to hit him, he couldn’t even muster the will to resist.
"At ten percent interest a month, change the debt note later," Han Yan said coldly.
"Oh, alright," Xiu Ming said with a face full of delight.
"Do you have a lot of money?" Han Yan, having never seen someone so happy to be laden with high-interest debt, couldn’t help but ask.
"Not really. It’s just that ten percent and eight percent interest aren’t that different, so it doesn’t matter," Xiu Ming answered honestly, true to his nature of being unfazed by more debt. Moreover, if money can solve it, it isn’t a problem. Compared to being beaten, spending money is preferable for the dandy young prince.
Han Yan suddenly felt a bit of regret. To deal with such a thick-skinned person, perhaps a good beating would work better.
"Lord City Master said I am a spy. May I ask if you have any evidence?" At this moment, a hoarse voice came from the front, unyielding and somewhat familiar.
Curious, Han Yan was too lazy to argue with Xiu Ming and quickly walked forward.