Chapter 329: Daily Life
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
After the short storm ended, the entire town was silent for a long time before there was a sound again.
At the entrance of the alley, the goons originally working in the gambling den were temporarily put to work by Ye Jingtang and called over to clean the damaged street and buildings.
The damage to the street wasn’t serious, and only a lot of street bricks had been shattered. But Eighth Master Fan’s corpse wasn’t easy to handle. His chest had exploded from a kick, and his flesh and blood had splattered all over a wall. The two goons carrying buckets to wash it had pale faces. If they weren’t afraid of being killed by the King of Hell of the Black Office, they would have quit on the spot.
The others were in a much better state. The corpses of Xuanyuan Hongzhi and the other two were carried to the side of the street and covered with white cloth. A few people had sewed their heads back on and cleaned up the blood.
Yao Wenzhong’s foundation was indeed solid. His entire body had almost been beaten to pieces, but he still hadn’t stopped breathing. He had fainted from the severe injuries.
If Ye Jingtang didn’t leave anyone alive, it would be difficult for him to report the situation to the Imperial Court. For this reason, he left Yao Wenzhong on his last breath and waited for the Black Office to come over to hand him over to the officials to deal with.
In addition, because more than ten buildings had been heavily damaged, Ye Jingtang even found the officials in town and asked them to calculate the losses one by one and compensate the victims with a sum of silver.
After he finished all of this, the sky had alreadly turned completely dark, and the bright moon was hanging above the branches.
Ye Jingtang held the Sudden Inspiration Sword and returned to the vicinity of the gambling den. The yellow-robed youth waiting by the street quickly walked over. “Sir, are you injured?”
“I’m fine. I’ve already sent someone to inform the officials. Someone will probably come over tomorrow morning. Stay nearby for the night, and don’t run around…”
After Ye Jingtang gave a few reminders, he went to an inn not far away.
On the roof of the inn, the bird was dutifully keeping watch. The shadows of two women appeared on the window.
Ye Jingtang went up the stairs to the second floor and arrived outside the room. He could hear a soft conversation coming from inside.
“We agreed to stall until Ye Jingtang came over. Why did you rush forward?”
“I’m a spear user. If 1 don’t fight to pressure him, am I going to jump on the walls like you?”
“It’s fine if you charged forward, but what did you mean by using the Wind Pool Reverse Blood the moment you met? You were having a good time fighting just now, but now you know how painful it is?”
“This is the key to fighting. If you don’t fight, forget it. If you fight, you have to use your full strength…”
Ye Jingtang pushed open the door and looked at the two people quarreling.
There was a bright candlelight in the clean room. Luo Ning had taken off her face scarf and bamboo hat and was sitting on her side on the bed. There was a hot water basin in front of her, and she was holding a towel in her hand, gently wiping, and applying medicine.
Pei Xiangjun had taken off her suit and was lying on the bed with a pillow in her arms, revealing her snow-white back and shoulders. From the side, Ye Jingtang could see a large white ball being pressed down under her chest.
Because Pei Xiangjun had used the Wind Pool Reverse Blood, red marks had appeared on her spine from the back of her neck to the back of her waist. At the end of the red marks was her fleshy and plump moon.
They had already done the deed. Pei Xiangjun was a little more open-minded and wasn’t wear thin underpants. When Ye Jingtang entered, she moved slightly, wanting to pull up the thin blanket to cover herself. But after thinking about it, she blushed and stopped.
Ye Jingtang closed the door. His eyes were full of heartache. He came closer and looked carefully. “Does it hurt?”
“It doesn’t hurt. It’s just a small injury…”
“You aren’t in pain? Who was the one who shouted ‘gently, gently’ just now?”
When Luo Ning saw Pei Xiangjun putting on a brave front, displeasure appeared in her eyes. She raised her hand and patted the silky-smooth and snow-white moon lightly, making a soft ‘plop-‘ sound. “If it doesn’t hurt, why don’t you apply the medicine yourself?”
Ye Jingtang sat down in front of Ning’er, held her hand that was using the family rule, and rubbed Third Lady’s sore spots. “Just talk. Why are you hitting her?”
Seeing that Ye Jingtang was being biased again, Luo Ning pulled away his groping hand. “She hit me this morning. Why didn’t you stop her?”
“Because you were disobedient, right, Jingtang?” Pei Xiangjun was being doted on by Ye Jingtang, and a hint of pride flashed across her eyes. Seeing that Ye Jingtang couldn’t touch her anymore, she even twisted her waist and hips slightly toward him as a reward…
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Under the dim yellow candlelight, Ye Jingtang saw a thin line of fat between the bright moon. His eyes widened visibly. He wanted to maintain the calm demeanor of a husband, but his eyes wouldn’t listen to him, and he couldn’t move them away.
Sitting in the middle, Luo Ning saw Ye Jingtang staring straight at the back of the Third Lady’s waist. Embarrassment flashed across her eyes. She pressed the flirtatious Third Lady back and turned Ye Jingtang’s face away. “What are you looking at? Go take a bath quickly. The water is ready for you. Why did you use so much strength to hit Old Eighth Fan? It’s really…”
Ye Jingtang had kicked out with all his might, exploding his pants and boot. He had yet to change them. He looked down and saw that he was indeed unsightly. He turned his head, kissed Ning’er’s cold face, then stood up and went behind the screen to wash up.
Pei Xiangjun raised her feet and swayed them gently in the air. She quietly looked at Ye Jingtang, who was undressing behind the screen, not knowing what she was admiring.
Luo Ning was also peeking from the corner of her eye. However, her goal was not to feast her eyes but to see if the little thief was ready to fight again.
Seeing that it was really so, Luo Ning quickly turned her gaze away and patted the back of Pei Xiangjun’s waist. “Ye Jingtang’s body hasn’t recuperated yet. You’ve made yourself like this. How are you going to help him recuperate at night?”
Pei Xiangjun blinked her almond-shaped eyes. “I was the first to fight during the day, and I have to be the first to fight at night. What do we need you for then? It’s not like he’s stabbing you with a knife. As long as you’re willing to go all out, I don’t believe he can really kill you.”
Luo Ning felt that Pei Xiangjun was like a newborn calf who was not afraid of grass. She didn’t know what it meant to be in an abyss of suffering. She said coldly, “Okay, after you recover from your injuries, try letting Ye Jingtang recuperate with you for a day and a night. If you can still say this afterward, 1 will consider you impressive.”
Pei Xiangjun was actually a little afraid in her heart, but at worst, she would ask Jingtang to go easy on her. What was there to be afraid of? “I’ll try it…”
Behind the screen, Ye Jingtang was bathing in the bathtub. When he heard that the two girls were thinking of ways to reward him, he couldn’t help finding it funny. He didn’t interrupt until they stopped talking and asked, “What should we do with this Sudden Inspiration Sword?”
The Sudden Inspiration Sword ranked among the top ten famous swords. Since the previous dynasty, it had been a family heirloom of Tu Province’s Thousand Crane Villa. All the previous masters of the sword were either Sword Saints or Grandmasters. Not to mention its indestructible quality, just due to its origin, it was a legendary collectible that was hard to find even with ten thousand gold coins.
Ye Jingtang wanted to give this sword to Dumdum, but the Thousand Crane Villa had a very good reputation in Jianghu. It was not an exaggeration to evaluate it as an entire sect of sword heroes. He felt that it was unchivalrous to find the sword of the late young master and take it for himself.
Luo Ning looked at the sword and deliberated for a moment. “I’ve been to the Thousand Crane Villa before and was warmly welcomed. 1 was even taught some swordsmanship. Hmm… This sword is an inheritance of the Thousand Crane Villa. Why don’t you return it and ask them to teach you the Dragon Qi Sword? You should be able to learn it.”
Pei Xiangjun had the same opinion, but when she heard about learning the sword, she still interrupted, “Aside from being good-looking and light, swords are completely inferior to sabers in actual combat. It takes 120% of the effort to learn 8o% of the saber’s combat strength. Those swordsmen in Jianghu call themselves ‘sword freaks, sword immortals, and sword devils’. But when they really encounter trouble, the weapons in their hands are each longer than the other…”
Pei Xiangjun’s words were actually a bit inaccurate. In Jianghu, this was true not only for those who used swords but also for other weapon users. Even Ye Jingtang would definitely not use a saber to find excitement when he could use a long weapon if he wasn’t confident.
Luo Ning knew that Pei Xiangjun was secretly mocking her low combat strength and said unhappily, “Do I still need you to teach me the principle that an inch longer is an inch stronger? The spear is powerful, but I can wrap the sword around my waist. Can Ye Jingtang wrap a spear around his waist?”
“I didn’t see you use it when you had it wrapped around your waist either…” “You!”
While Ye Jingtang listened to the conversation, he instinctively looked down. He wanted to make a joke, but after thinking about it, he decided not to. After all, if he said some things, Ning’er would definitely come over with her sword.
After washing up, Ye Jingtang got up and jumped out of the bathtub. He wiped his body with a towel and picked up a change of clothes.
Seeing this, Pei Xiangjun said considerately, “Why are you getting dressed? You’re going to take your clothes off later anyway. Just let the vixen help you recuperate.”
“You’re a tiger, aren’t you? Since you’re so concerned about him, you go first…” While speaking, Luo Ning moved closer to the head of the bed and rubbed the big moon with her hands, revealing the plumpness. “Little thief, come here!”
“Sigh…” Ye Jingtang blinked and stopped putting on his outer robe. Because Third Lady’s back was injured, he didn’t go straight to the point as instructed and only teased her with his hand.
“Mm-” Pei Xiangjun’s vision was blocked by Luo Ning. Before she could figure out the situation, her shoulders trembled slightly from the indescribable touch. Her face turned red, but she didn’t struggle. She just hugged the pillow and bit her lower lip.
Seeing Ning’er’s cold gaze, Ye Jingtang stopped while he was ahead. He smiled and said, “Alright, let’s rest. We still have to rush back tomorrow morning. We’ll probably have to set off when the people from the Black Office arrive.”
Seeing that Ye Jingtang knew his limits, Luo Ning raised her hand and patted the moon again.. Then she pulled him away and began to help with his daily recuperation…
