"Big brother, what are you blabbing about!"
If the person in question wasn’t Gu Youyou, Yue Rujing might have consoled her own sister, telling her to give up on such thoughts, because in his opinion, his sisters were simply not a good match for his elder fellow disciple.
But when it came to Gu Youyou... forget it.
Giving her a bit of bad luck seemed rather nice too.
"Zijin, it seems that Second Miss holds quite a grudge against me," Gu Youyou got straight to the point, "when are we moving out?"
Jin Zijin paused for a moment and then said, "Axue is the only legitimate daughter in the Marquis Residence; her temper is inevitably somewhat spoiled and it’s common for her to look down on others."
Gu Youyou, born into a noble family, felt she could perhaps understand; it was about a sense of superiority, she had felt it herself in the past.
"When are we moving out?"
This was what she cared about; after all, she couldn’t keep wracking her brain every day to match wits with them. In their territory, any battle was surely her loss.
Jin Zijin smiled and said, "The house isn’t in bad condition, I’ve already had a look this morning and had some repairs done. Let’s move there in three days."
He took a cloak and draped it over her, saying, "Let’s go, I’ll take you out to see. The wind is strong outside and it’s somewhat chilly; wearing this will warm you a bit."
So he had risen early in the morning to look at the house; Gu Youyou followed him out of the Marquis Residence, contented.
In September, it would have already been quite cold in the north, but this was the south, so there was only a hint of chill in the air.
Perhaps it was because a cold spell follows each autumn rain; although it had rained last night and the ground was no longer slippery, the chilly breeze felt notably cold against the skin.
Gu Youyou hadn’t expected Jin Zijin’s house to be a two-story building facing the street with a small courtyard at the back.
It couldn’t compare with the splendor of the Lingnan Marquis Residence, but it held its own charm.
It was like the difference between a modern villa and a well-furnished apartment in a commercial area.
A few people were busy inside, appearing to be renovating.
Looking at the house... Gu Youyou grew curious and asked, "Didn’t you say that you were orphaned and grew up in a Taoist Temple? How come you have a house here in Lingnan?"
Jin Zijin felt panic inside but silently cursed the never-ending chain of lies. He had said this was his hometown and she asked where the family was located.
Well, great, having dragged Yue Rujing early in the morning to get a house ready, now she was questioning how the house came about?
Really... an unending hassle!
He caught a glimpse of a blind man holding a "Fortune Telling" sign at the street corner and suddenly came up with a plan, a faint smile curving his lips.
Jin Zijin maintained his composure, and said indifferently to Gu Youyou, "Not all Dao Family disciples stay on the mountain living off handouts; when the time comes, they travel the world to make a living.
The place I came to back then was Lingnan. For a living, well, I knew nothing else, so I could only tell fortunes and read horoscopes, which was quite passable. So I bought this house and set up a fortune telling stall as my business."
"You, you, you..." Gu Youyou was dumbfounded for a long while.
As an atheist, the thing she scorned the most was so-called fortune tellers and guides, and after all this, it turned out she had married a charlatan.
You might as well have been a poor hunter.
Gu Youyou made an instant decision regarding the use of this house.
"How much can fortune telling swindle? Let’s do this; no more telling fortunes from now on. Open a clinic for me on the first floor, I can’t waste my medical skills."
He broke out in sweat, truly fearing that Gu Youyou would have him continue running a fortune telling stall.
"Alright, as you wish."