Ling Chuxi studied the cloth banner, and noticed that the words were written better, looking suspiciously like the handwriting of Li Shaoqiu. Why were these two people swindling and cheating again? He hadn’t mentioned Jiang Wuhen, so why had Li Shaoqiu suddenly joined him? Could this fellow have gotten addicted to being a cheat? Had he hidden his identity so he could experience this unscrupulous life?
“Let me take her pulse.” Jiang Wuhen opened his eyes slightly and stretched out three fingers, then closed his eyes once again. That proud face truly had the air of a reclusive expert.
The nouveau riche pushed a squirming young maiden forward, allowing the godly doctor Jiang to take her pulse.
After a while, Jiang Wuhen opened his eyes. “Congratulations.”
The man looked at Jiang Wuhen in confusion.
“Congratulations, your daughter is pregnant. That’s 100 gold taels,” Jiang Wuhen announced, then stretched out his hand to receive the money.
‘Pregnant!’ Ling Chuxi and the others unconsciously glanced at Fu Huayi. That word had really traumatized them.
This time however, they were not the only ones who were troubled. The nouveau riche and his bevy of bodyguards looked horrified, and the young maiden looked pale and panicked, not knowing what to do.
“What? What are you saying? You actually dare to question my daughter’s innocence?!” The man exploded furiously and pointed at Jiang Wuhen, so angry that his entire body was shaking uncontrollably.
“Master, it’s actually my hand that he grabbed…” A servant said weakly.
Jiang Wuhen’s eyes widened and he looked down at the wrist he was holding. Instantly, the blood drained from his face.
“… Well then, it seems like it is not such a happy matter after all.” Jiang Wuhen looked around quickly, looking for a chance to escape.
“You dare taint my daughter’s innocence! Break both of his legs, and while you’re at it, break his third leg too!” The nouveau riche roared in anger, and a group of bodyguards and servants leapt up instantly as Jiang Wuhen shot to his feet.
After that, under the fierce chasing and hollering of the group of family servants, Jiang Wuhen and Li Shaoqiu ran for their lives. Even at such a critical juncture, Jiang Wuhen did not forget to carry his infamous cloth banner.
Amidst the screaming and shouting, the eye-catching cloth banner fluttered in the wind.
“Should we… help them?” Baili Han asked, since he and Li Shaoqiu could be considered acquaintances.
“Forget it, they’re shameful. Furthermore, they’re already used to this.” Ling Chuxi shook her head and quickly jumped into the carriage.
“Say, your sickness wasn’t diagnosed by him, was it?” Lan Xinyu asked Fu Huayi teasingly.
“Good thing it wasn’t.” Fu Huayi rolled her eyes. ‘If it really was him who came to diagnose my sickness, I don’t think it would have been something as simple as being pregnant.’
Seeing the two men running over in their direction, the others quickly turned away as if they did not know them, and swiftly entered the carriage.
No one noticed that as the carriage drove past, Jiang Wuhen raised his head and looked at the window of The Village Restaurant, paused for a moment, and then continued running ahead.
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In the night, by the peaceful lakeside, Ling Yichen stood for a long time, his gaze lonely and conflicted.
The Great Fulfilment Pinnacle stage was just a step away from the realm of True Essence, but this step was like an invisible barrier that split him and Ling Chuxi into two totally different worlds.
He once thought of just being by her side to protect her, but did he really still have that ability? Was he qualified to stand by her side? A sense of helplessness rose in Ling Yichen’s heart. No matter how hard he worked to cultivate, he still could not keep up with her.