Chapter Thirty: Going to Smash the Scene

  That night, Han Xueyan stayed at the Yang residence, and it just so happened that there were several rooms in Yang Wenxin's small courtyard. Usually, only Yang Wenxin and Cuihong lived there, leaving many empty rooms. As it turned out, the two got along well, and Cuihong cleaned up a room next to Yang Wenxin's until it was spotless, and Han Xueyan moved in.

  Afterwards, the old master did not bother Yang Wenguang again, but instead praised him for doing something right for the first time. This made Yang Wenguang feel honored and surprised. At this moment, he was sitting on a stone bench in his own courtyard, staring with wide eyes, and looking incredulous as he spoke to Yún Qī (Cloud Seven) in front of him: "Yún Qī! My old master... praised me today! I didn't mishear, did I? Was it really praising me?"

  "Master! You've asked for the ninth time already!" Yun Qi was speechless, and he couldn't help but want to slap Yang Wenguang, who had a smug look on his face, unconscious.

  "I'm just confirming!" Yang Wenguang explained.

  "I'm going to sleep..." Yun Qi said, yawning, and turned around to head towards his own room.

  "Ah! I said! Let's chat for a while!" Due to the many unprecedented events that occurred today, Yang Wenguang's brain was still in an excited state and didn't want to sleep yet. But being alone was boring, so he hoped Yunqi could keep him company.

  "Master, I'm so sleepy!" Yun Qi yawned repeatedly, his voice filled with extreme dissatisfaction.

  "I'm your young master! I order you to stay with me a little longer!"

  Yun Qi's face was tired, he turned around and walked in front of the young master again, then mysteriously said: "Young Master, tomorrow I'll take you to a fresh and exciting place! Are you going or not?"

  "Wow! Where is this place?"

  "Keep it confidential for now."

  "Oh! Then... is there a fight?"

  "Good grief!"

  "Heh heh. I know now. I know where you're taking me!"

  Looking at Yang Wenguang's treacherous appearance, Yun Qi couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine. He took a few steps back, covering his chest with both hands and said nervously: "Young Master... I... uh... do you know where I'm taking you?"

  Yang Wenguan rolled his eyes speechlessly, watching Yun Qi's actions with a mixture of laughter and tears. However, he quickly changed his expression, looked around to make sure no one was listening, and whispered: "You like Han Xueyan, don't you?"

  When Yang Wenguan suddenly asked this, Yun Qi didn't know what to do, his heart suddenly became very nervous, thumping non-stop, and he pretended to calm down, saying: "What are you talking about? It's so late, I don't even know what you're talking about!"

  "Haha, earlier in the hall, I saw it myself, you stared at Han Xueyan with your eyes wide open for a good half an hour!" Yang Wenguan said.

  Yun Qi heard the dark passage was terrible, and he had indeed been paying attention to Han Xueyan, so much so that he forgot Yang Wenguang was still beside him. Now he's really embarrassed. Being ridiculed by a little kid nearly ten years younger than himself, his old face turned red, and he nervously said: "That, the love of beauty is universal, I was just admiring her from a purely appreciative angle, what do you know about it, you little brat!"

  "Load! Load harder! And you still dare to call me a little kid, I'm your young master, can you talk to your young master like this?" This is what Yang Wenguan thought in his heart, but at the moment he couldn't joke around anymore, so he changed his tone and said seriously: "Tomorrow, are you planning on going to the brothel to cause trouble and get her things back or not?"

  It was all seen through, Yun Qi felt that his old face had nowhere to hide, got up and walked towards his own room, saying as he went: "Go or not!"

  "Go! Of course go! Such a good thing to punish evil forces and promote goodness, how can the young master who hates evil like an enemy be absent!"

  ………

  On the second day, early in the morning, Yang Wenguan was still asleep when Yun Qi pulled him up. With a strong sleepiness, he asked: "What's going on? What time is it? Let me sleep for a while!"

  "Didn't you say you'd go to the brothel and retrieve the things for Miss Han?" Yun Qi asked.

  "What's the time now?! It's too early, isn't it? The brothel doesn't open until afternoon! Ugh... Let me sleep a bit more!" Yang Wenguang said drowsily, then yawned and turned over to continue sleeping.

  "Whoosh!" Yun Qi suddenly flipped up the quilt.

  "Ah! You want to freeze me to death, young master! I said it's still early!" Although it was spring now, the morning and evening were still a bit wintry, and quite chilly. Yun Qi's words made Yang Wenguang shiver, instantly dispelling his sleepiness, and he sat up, staring at Yun Qi with dissatisfaction.

  Yun Qi said nothing, threw away the quilt in his hand and said: "Young master! If you want to do this kind of thing, you should do it early. If you wait until he opens the door, what's the point of doing it?"

  "Me too! Wait for me, I'll get up right away!"

  "Alright, I'll wait for you outside!"

  Looking at Yun Qi's back, Yang Wenguan suddenly shouted: "Hey! I found that you are getting less and less like a young master now! I am the master!"

  "Is there?" Yun Qi didn't turn his head back, he just stopped in his tracks and asked.

  "Of course! Who would let a servant lift their master's quilt?" Yang Wenguang said with displeasure.

  Yun Qi didn't speak for a while, then slowly opened his mouth and said: "Young Master, have you had any friends before?"

  “Fri….” Yang Wenguan was about to speak, but he froze, staring blankly at Yun Qi, swallowing the words that were about to come out. Ah! From childhood to adulthood, except for the flattery of servants, the doting of his mother, the care of his sister, and the strictness of his father, he really had no friends. In the past, there were some young masters from similar noble families who came to visit him, wanting to be sworn brothers, but he was too proud to befriend those prodigal sons. Calculating it this way, he really had no friends.

  Yun Qi didn't turn around, but he could guess what Yang Wenguan was thinking. So he said: "Young Master! Do you want more friends or more servants?"

  "Ah..." Yun Qi's words seemed to have struck a chord in Yang Wenguan's heart, what was the relationship between him and Yun Qi after all? He had thought about it before, although he was a small person, but from the time he taught himself martial arts, he never really considered him as an underling, and added to that, he usually spoke to him without the courtesy due to an underling, instead, he always felt that his relationship with Yun Qi was one of both teacher and friend. Thinking of this, Yang Wenguan smiled faintly and said: "Hehe, Yun Qi, you're right, what I need isn't an underling, what I lack is a true friend!"

  "Heh heh!" After hearing Yang Wenguan's words, Yun Qi smiled and walked out of the house, waiting for him in the courtyard.

  ………

  Two people dressed neatly came out of the Yang mansion, and the servants thought they were going for another run outside the city, so they didn't ask much, but just looked at Yun Qi with unspeakable envy in their hearts.

  The people of Sicheng are simple and honest, the city is large, but there is only one brothel and casino combined, other than that, it's all outside the city at Baihuahu Lake. But yesterday, I heard from Han Xueyan that it was in the city, so it should be easy to find. The two of them deliberately dressed up a bit, Yang Wenguan didn't wear his young master's clothes, but instead wore a coarse linen blue long shirt like Yun Qi, with a belt tied around his waist, looking just like a Jianghu person.

  Before long, the two of them stood in front of a building with a sign that read "Drunken Qing Pavilion". Next to the sign hung a couplet: "Wushan's Luo Fu wishes for mutual affection between monarchs, while Xiqin's unfastened hairpin is entwined with the gentleman's long drunkenness amidst flowers." The horizontal inscription read: "One Pillow of Golden Millet". At this moment, it was early morning, and the Qing Pavilion's gate was tightly closed, naturally appearing quiet.

  "Shall we force our way in, or..." Yang Wenguang asked.

  "We're not bandits," Yun Qi replied.

  "But we're just here to cause trouble!" Yang Wenguang said again.

  "Alright! Let me think again, it's not easy for someone on this main road to provoke the authorities!" Yun Qi replied.

  At this moment, the big gate in front of them opened, and a sturdy man walked out. The two men took a look, and this sturdy man was none other than one of the villains they had beaten up yesterday, who had lighter injuries. The sturdy man also saw Yun Qi and the others, and recognized them, secretly thinking that he was unlucky, turned around and ran inside, shouting: "Someone's coming! Someone's coming! Those two men from yesterday are killing their way in!"

  Yun Qi saw this and couldn't help but laugh, rubbing his nose as he said, "Let's go! This saves us some trouble!" With that, he took the lead and walked towards the main gate.

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  Today's first update!! Yesterday, in the book review section, I saw someone say that if I updated three chapters a day, they would greatly reward me with votes! Great!! I'll do my best! Yesterday, there was no update, it was my fault, yesterday I went to attend a friend's wedding... then... a catty of white wine down the hatch... then... nothing else. Slept!