Chapter Fourteen: The Raid on the Mansion

  "Hsss... Pffft..." He exhaled a mouthful of murky smoke, and Yun Qi sat back against the stone table, sitting on the stone bench with his eyes slightly closed, a relaxed expression, and a slightly raised corner of his mouth, looking like he was savoring the pleasure.

  This was the first puff of smoke he had inhaled since coming to this world, and it instantly gave Yun Qi a feeling of returning to his own world. It felt so good, everyone says that smoking is harmful to the body, but how many people know the comfort and enjoyment of lighting up a cigarette when you've been busy all day and then relaxing afterwards?

  As the sky had darkened, Yang Wenjing didn't stay any longer and returned to her own boudoir early. After several days of training, she also felt that her body was much better than before. Every time she finished practicing martial arts, taking a flower petal bath was absolutely a pleasure.

  Two people, two different ways, yet the same enjoyment.

  Yang Wenguan watched from the other side as Yun Qi inhaled and exhaled mist, pinching his nose and thought: Is it really that comfortable? He himself felt uncomfortable with that smell and wanted to cough. But Yun Qi had a look of comfort all over his face, showing skepticism.

  He lit one and felt a little weaker, Yun Qi was about to finish the last bit of his cigarette, he put it out with his foot and carelessly threw it into the flowerbed. He continued to lean against the stone table, savoring the aftertaste. It had been a long time since he last smoked, at this moment, he felt weak all over, dizzy in the head. Haha, he remembered that this was the feeling he used to have when he first started smoking.

  With a lighter in hand, he was fiddling with it, with his legs crossed and his toes twitching, looking like a worldly rogue. Having just finished smoking a cigarette, his mood had improved a lot, and without turning around, he said: "Wen Guan, guess what I used to do?" He didn't even refer to himself as "xiao" in front of the young master anymore, anyway, there was no one else around, so he felt it wasn't necessary to pretend to be respectful.

  The smoke had long since dissipated, and Yang Wenguan sat a bit closer, inexplicably puzzled by Yun Qi's sudden mention of the past. He replied, "Don't tell me you used to be a prince?"

  Yun Qiyan was stunned for a moment, then smiled.

  "Can't be true, right?" Yang Wenguang saw Yun Qi smiling and thought he had hit the mark.

  "No, in our place, a hundred years ago, there was no such thing as royalty. It's just ordinary people who are in charge and elect a leader to represent them and serve the people."

  Yang Wenguan was stunned, his brain reacting slowly, and said: "Won't that make the world chaotic? Without an emperor, who would be the greatest? And if a commoner commits a crime, how would they be punished?"

  "Hehe, although we don't have an emperor, we also have a perfect law. Although it's not possible for everyone to stay up all night and sleep with their doors open, ordinary people can still restrain themselves and live in peace and contentment. And the biggest thing is that it's all up to the people themselves." Yun Qi replied.

  Yang Wenguan listened and shook his head, saying: "I don't understand."

  "Never mind, I can't explain it clearly anyway. Let me tell you, I'm a soldier." Yun Qi always felt proud when talking about being a soldier, and it was the same in this world too.

  "A soldier?" Yang Wenguang asked curiously.

  "Ah! And it's the strongest kind among soldiers."

  "Is it like the imperial guards beside the emperor? Each one has the ability to fight against a hundred?" Yang Wenguan was not only curious, but also slightly excited. The imperial guards beside the emperor in the palace were all extraordinary, although there were not many of them, only a few hundred people, but any one of them could be at least a commander of a thousand men in an ordinary military camp.

  Yun Qi thought for a moment, but didn't know what Yang Wenguang meant by "personal bodyguard". However, judging from his tone, it might be similar to the bodyguards of Zhongnanhai in his own world. He nodded and said, "About that."

  "Wow! You're really something. Why don't you teach me a few more tricks? Later, when I'm as good as you are, I'll become a general too."

  "Learning kung fu should not be greedy for more, being overly cautious will ultimately lead to nothing accomplished, and going into madness."

  "Cut! Is it that serious?!"

  "It has happened in our hometown before."

  "Uh...then you tell me."

  "Oh no... young master... it's late, go to sleep."

  "I'm not sleepy yet."

  "The little one is very sleepy..."

  "Let's talk about it later..."

  "Master!!!"

  "Uh... okay... right, tomorrow I and my sister are going to burn incense, you come along too."

  "What's the point of burning incense?"

  "I don't know either, every month at this time, my sister has to go, and I stay home bored, but also take the opportunity to have a day of fun."

  "Got it." He responded with a yawn, and muttered to himself: What's the point of burning incense anyway? I'm the least superstitious person.

  At nightfall...

  A man in black suddenly appeared on the roof of the Yang mansion, and his current position was right above Yang Wenguang's bedroom. He was looking around, seemingly searching for something.

  "Hey! Old brother on the roof, what are you doing up so late at night? Are you practicing qigong?"

  The one speaking was Yun Qi, who was already standing in the courtyard with his arms crossed and looking up at the man in black. It turned out that Yun Qi had been sleeping in the house, but the habits he developed from years of being in special forces made him always maintain a bit of vigilance even when he was asleep, so as soon as there was any movement, he could immediately react.

  While sleeping, a faint rustling sound suddenly came into his ears. He opened his eyes and carefully distinguished the sound, which was coming from the roof. Yunqi's room was right next to Yang Wenguang's bedroom. With a quick movement, he put on his clothes and rushed to the courtyard, where he saw what had just happened.

  The black-clad person on the rooftop was also stunned at this moment. The person under the house saw that not only was he not afraid, but his face was calm and his mouth slightly curved upwards, as if mocking himself. Moreover, it was unknown whether it was due to carelessness or something else, how did he come into the courtyard without being noticed.

  Yun Qi finished speaking and didn't say another word, but simply stared at the person on the roof, and the surroundings fell silent once again.

  After a while.

  "Hey, I'm telling you, aren't you coming down? Isn't it cool up there?" Yun Qi asked again after yawning.

  "Hmm! Who are you?" The black-clad man on the roof asked in a low voice.

  "Huh? This question should be asked by me to you, how come you're asking me instead? However, since you've asked sincerely, I'll answer sincerely too. My name is Yun Qi, a servant in this mansion, and also the half-educated study companion of the young master."

  Yun Qi's heart was filled with frustration. If it were the past, he would have already taken action and then investigated afterwards. However, although the rooftop wasn't high, he himself didn't possess the so-called "light kung fu" of this era, making it easy to climb up, but he feared that as soon as he got up, the person would run away without a trace.

  "I thought it was someone, but it turned out to be just a small book boy. I advise you to hurry back to the house and rest. I won't hurt you, my coming here has nothing to do with you, don't make trouble." The man in black heard Yun Qi call himself a lowly book boy and slightly put down his guard, opening his mouth to intimidate him.

  "I'm so scared...” Yun Qi heard it and looked frightened, patted his chest a few times, pretending to turn around and go back inside. Before he even reached the door, this guy shouted loudly with his neck stretched out: "Someone's coming!!!! Catch the thief!!!!!!"

  "You... want to die!" The person on the roof saw that it had come to this, and tonight's goal seemed impossible to achieve. This man was really hateful, so he might as well be eliminated first, and then think of a way to escape.

  A black-clad figure leaped lightly from the rooftop and landed steadily in the courtyard, forming a claw with one hand to attack Yun Qi's chest.

  "Wow! So vicious, starting with the Grabbing Dragon Claw Hand!" Yun Qi said lightly, but he didn't dare to underestimate his opponent. He took a step back, performed a Tai Chi-style wrapping knee twist step, and with a light swing of his right hand, neutralized the opponent's claw force. Then, with his body arched back, his left fist shot towards the black-clad man's face.

  Niang Xi Pi, if you touch my chest, I'll ruin your face.

  The man in black did not expect a lowly person to react this way, one move was not successful, thinking of retreating, and instead of counterattacking, he retreated backwards. Yun Qi saw it with his own eyes, how could it be as he wished, a special forces soldier like him would be laughed at if he let a little thief escape from under his nose.

  The man in black took a step back, and Yun Qi took a step forward, as if sticking to the other person. The two of them exchanged blows, fighting for dozens of rounds, but seeing that no one had arrived yet, Yun Qi shouted loudly while continuing to fight: "Someone's coming!!!! Catch the thief!!!!!!"

  The man in black saw Yun Qi still shouting and was also panicked in his heart, and accidentally got hit by Yun Qi's knee on his abdomen.

  "Hmm!" Covering his lower abdomen, he took a few steps back, bent over and stared coldly at Yun Qi without moving.

  It seems that this blow was not light, although the face is covered with a black cloth, Yun Qi looks at the opponent's trembling body and can imagine what kind of expression is on his face.

  Before long, the sound of Ding's voice came from outside the courtyard, and there was also a faint light from torches. The black-clad man didn't think much more, turned around and was about to jump onto the roof, but Yun Qi wouldn't let that happen. Taking a step forward, she used the close-range short punch from her Chongyang boxing, making a palm with her right hand, sending it out at an angle, trying to pull off the black-clad man's mask. The black-clad man leaned his body back, and Yun Qi's hand didn't grab onto the mask, but instead grabbed a soft bundle of something, which upon closer inspection turned out to be the other person's chest.

  How is it so soft? Subconsciously pinched a bit, the other party was also stunned when Cloud Seven grabbed his chest, and then hurriedly pinched again with his hand in front of his chest, and let out an unnatural hum: "Hmm!"

  Yi ya! How did this voice sound so much like a woman? And thinking about the feeling of grasping in his hand, he suddenly understood that the black-clothed person in front of him was actually a woman. Yun Qi, who had always disliked bullying women, also slightly hesitated for a moment.

  Just as the two were making this gesture, the household servants in the mansion, holding wooden clubs and torches, rushed into the courtyard.

  The man in black didn't do as he pleased, using force to brush away the large hand grasping at his chest. He gave Yun Qi a fierce stare, as if to remember this humiliated appearance of hers. Taking advantage of Yun Qi's stunned state, he turned around and leapt up, following the apricot tree onto the rooftop, then vanished from sight.

  Yun Qi quickly reacted, the black-clad man had already disappeared, and he couldn't chase after him anymore. Seeing so many family guards rushing over, he was afraid that his martial arts skills would be hard to explain, so he covered his chest with his hand and exclaimed: "Ah! It hurts so much!" After saying this, his body went limp, and he pretended to faint.

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  I didn't get home until 11 o'clock, and after a tiring day, I wanted to rest early, but thinking of those book friends who come to support me every day, I persisted in writing a chapter of over 3000 words! I hope those with red tickets will still consider my hard work and give them to me.