How should I put it, my mind is a mess, and I’ve felt confused since I came to this world. This feeling leaves me with a great sense of insecurity.
So everything I do is done in a bewildered manner.
I like to have a backup plan for myself, and speaking too straightforwardly takes away the opportunity to have one.
They don’t plan to let me off the hook, but isn’t it perfect since I also want to start with them to find the person behind all this?
It’s better if we all remain bewildered, acting, after all, is a skill they have, and I have it too.
So, for Gu Youyou, this answer is not so important anymore.
Let him think it over. Gu Youyou took out her keys, deciding to open the door and enter the house first.
Abao in the yard was energetically scratching the wall; I hope he doesn’t scratch a hole through this adobe wall.
The locks in ancient times were the old-fashioned kind that opened with a turn of a key.
After unlocking, Gu Youyou stepped inside, and the man, seemingly having his answer, followed suit.
But Abao caught him. Almost the instant he entered the door, Abao fearlessly pounced on him.
The tiny body could actually jump more than a meter high.
The man had just figured out Abao’s trick last night, but today it wouldn’t be so easy for him to be touched again. He deftly sidestepped and avoided Abao’s charge.
"You little thing, I’m a guest, not a burglar. If you dare bite me again, I’ll stew you for meat," he warned.
Abao was really too small to bite anyone seriously. Gu Youyou beckoned to Abao, and he scurried over, of course, not forgetting to bare his teeth at the man from beside Gu Youyou.
The man chuckled and said, "The dog is taking advantage of its owner’s power."
Gu Youyou gave him a slight glance, wondering if he was intending to feign confusion.
It was getting late, so Gu Youyou went inside to cook, with Abao obediently following by her side.
While kindling the firewood, Gu Youyou patted Abao’s back and chuckled, "Abao, I guess in this world, you’re the only one who’s truly real."
The man who followed her inside stood at the kitchen doorway. He was dressed in white, and at a glance, it seemed much like what he wore last night, but on closer inspection, there were differences.
It seems this person has a thing for white clothes.
He probably thought the kitchen was dirty and had no intention of coming in; he just stood at the doorway watching Gu Youyou with amusement.
Gu Youyou cast him a cold glance, thinking: Damn it, keep looking, you’re not getting a share anyway.
Perhaps feeling that such a standoffish attitude was not too pleasant, the man took the initiative to start a conversation with Gu Youyou.
"Stop right there!" Gu Youyou immediately interrupted, "I thought I made myself clear."
"Oh...? Ah, haha, right, right, not ’cousin-in-law,’ then what should I call you? Youyou?"
Gritting her teeth, Gu Youyou set down the fire tongs and snapped, "Youyou is for you to call? Get out!"
"... Then what to call you? Should I just keep with ’cousin-in-law’?"
"Heh heh, how about I introduce myself first," the man said as he snapped open his folding fan, striking an extremely flamboyant pose, his face handsome, a smile playing at his lips, "I am Yue Rujing, the third disciple seated under Master Yunmeng of Tianzong, known in the martial arts world as ’Taoist Yue.’
Gu Youyou looked up in surprise at the man claiming to be a Taoist.
She had been thinking that Jin Zijin and the Imperial Family were related, and his relatives would most likely be from the Imperial Family too, but unexpectedly, he had a cousin who was a Taoist.
Speaking of which, this man who called himself ’Taoist Yue,’ he looked more like a frivolous scion of a wealthy family, how could he be a Taoist?
"You are a Taoist?" Gu Youyou asked.