[Hetu][Heavenly Demon][Episode 8 Chapter 7]

Chapter Seven: News from the Capital
Before he could even speak, a booming voice came from behind him: "What are you doing back here again?"
Turning around, Yang Cun was so startled he took two steps back, raising his hand to attack.
However, behind him was nothing but emptiness.
It was too eerie; even if he had misheard, he couldn't relax. Activating all his defenses, Yang Cun

sensed the surroundings and rushed towards what should be the main hall.
A stretch of yellow sand lay silently, mockingly still. Looking at the place, which seemed no different from anywhere else, Yang Cun

remembered that the main hall of the Vajra Seal had been destroyed during the last battle with those ghosts. So now… the mercury pool that allowed him

to leave was gone too…
Even though there was nothing there, Yang Cun still felt a sense of impending danger. Every hair on his

back stood on end, eager to know what awaited him next.
Silence, an eerie and chilling silence. Even with his exceptional skills and daring, Yang Cun couldn't help but

feel Looking up at the sky, which blended seamlessly with the ground, he sneered fiercely, "You think you can trap me like this

? Let's see what you're capable of."
This was purely a self-consoling statement. Last time he was able to leave because of the Earth Slave; this time, he could only rely on himself,

and the disparity between him and Vajra Seal was immense. Yang Cun began to regret his past recklessness.
Curiosity killed the cat; his curiosity had killed him.
A dark light gleamed in his eyes, faintly tinged with crimson. Giving up wasn't his style; even if it meant being shattered to pieces, he would

fight. A phantom white blade of light appeared in his hand, and with all his might, he slashed it towards the sky. This

couldn't break through; no one knew this better than him. This strike was a test.
"Whoosh..."
The blade of light shattered in mid-air, as if colliding with something unseen. The despairing yellow of the heavens and earth was

enveloped in white light. The eerie white light emitted a radiance so dazzling it could blind anyone, yet

Yang Cun calmly met it, feeling no discomfort.
At that moment, his pupils were pure gold.
Just as he was about to launch a second attack, another voice rang out: "My lord, there's no need for this. You

can leave this world as you please, without any hindrance."
Yang Cun recognized the voice; it was Lin Guan's, weak as if he might stop breathing at any moment.
"Brother Lin? Where are you? Why don't you show yourself?"
Frowning, Yang Cun demanded in a deep voice.
"Speak plainly. I didn't expect your skill to have improved again. After taking this blow, do you think I still have

the energy to come out?"
Lin Guan's tone sounded quite dissatisfied.
However, Yang Cun still sensed the underlying meaning: "I injured you just now? Where are you?"
"I told you I'm already part of the Vajra Seal, and you didn't hold back."
The complaining voice definitely sounded like Lin Guan's, but since he was there, why didn't he come out?
In a flash, the white light in the air gradually dissipated, revealing a naked man floating in mid-air, his body

adorned with strange, clear emblems.
"Guard Lin..."
he called out, then fell silent. The Guard Lin who appeared was not the same as before; his pale skin

had turned completely golden, gleaming with a beautiful yet utterly cold metallic luster, and his eyes had become

entirely golden. Shock and horror overwhelmed him; even the turbulent emotions within him couldn't compare. This was all expected.
"My skill has improved? I haven't been cultivating at all. Brother Lin, I've come to ask you something."
Suppressing the strange feelings surging within him, Yang Cun asked the question that concerned him most.
"Heh..."
Perhaps due to being assimilated by the Vajra Seal, Guard Lin's laughter sounded hollow and weak, devoid of

any life. "Your Excellency is mistaken. Your question has nothing to do with the Vajra Seal."
"Nothing to do with it?"
Yang Cun clearly didn't believe it. "I heard someone say that the patron killed... and then lost all reason."
"Hehe, fire generates yin and yang, a cycle that repeats itself. Congratulations, Your Excellency."
Lin Guan's voice was unusually joyful, and it was unclear what he was so happy about.
"Hmm?"
Yang Cun was surprised, clearly not understanding the various reasons. He frowned and looked up. He could no longer see anything in the air,

returning to its initial state, dull and irritating. He tried to take a step, and instantly felt a strong

sense of fear wash over him, while the surrounding air began to vibrate restlessly.
This fear did not come from within himself, but was transmitted from the outside. What was the Vajra Seal afraid of?
Taking another step, the space began to twist irregularly, finally revealing an opening. Yang Cun

saw his own body outside the opening, and also the talismans surrounding him.
"Hmm?"
He only had time to utter a question before his body was involuntarily pulled away by a powerful force, and his consciousness became

blurred.
In the normal world, the sun was already shining brightly. Yang Cun opened his eyes and the first thing he saw was Wang Dong's worried

gaze.
"My lord, are you alright?"
"I'm fine,"
Yang Cun replied, getting up to stretch his arms and asking, "When did you return? How are the repairs

at ?"
Living in the exorbitantly expensive Yipinlou, with no one to pay for it, it was better to go home. Such a large

place, he could do whatever he wanted without worrying about the flies swarming around him. As for what Lin Guan had said about fire generating

yin and yang , he genuinely didn't understand. He'd ask Wang Dong later; the old man was knowledgeable and might be able to

clear up his doubts.
"Reporting to my lord, we arrived early this morning. Seeing you meditating, we didn't dare disturb you,"
Wang Dong replied. Actually, it wasn't that they didn't dare disturb you, but rather that they couldn't get close at all.
"Hmm,"
Yang Cun nodded casually, not paying any attention. Glancing at Yang Tongbao standing beside him, who seemed

hesitant , Yang Cun couldn't help but frown and ask, "What's wrong?"
"News has arrived from the capital,"
Yang Tongbao said, deliberately lowering his voice. Yang Cun looked closely and noticed that both of them wore grave expressions.
"What happened?"
Yang Cun asked in surprise, his first thought being of Prince Rong. Could it be that the amiable prince was restless again?

"Oh no, his son is still in the hands of the Demonic Sect woman. Could it be that he's gone berserk because of this?"
Wang Dong glanced at Yang Tongbao, who quickly understood and turned to close the door.
Under the flowering tree in the courtyard, Yang Cun

saw An Ning's aggrieved and awkward little face as she carried tea through the crack in the door. He wanted to smile at her, but the door was closed.
Strange, that girl seems angry? But what is she angry about? Just as he was wondering, he suddenly realized,

how could he have forgotten Li Caiyu? The sisters hadn't returned all night, and he had brought back another woman, and even had

a one-night stand with her. Could that little girl be jealous? "Hehe..."
The image of that tender, youthful body appeared in his mind, and Yang Cun couldn't help but feel aroused.
"Lord? Lord?"
Wasn't he supposed to be talking about news from the capital? Why is the Duke smiling so strangely?

He exchanged a glance with Wang Dong, who looked knowing, so Yang Tongbao had no choice but to boldly call out.
"Huh? What?"
Yang Cun, realizing what was happening, looked extremely embarrassed. He quickly suppressed his lewd smile and adopted a serious

demeanor. "Ahem, wasn't there news from the capital? What is it?"
Yang Tongbao gave a wry smile, took out a letter sealed with wax from his sleeve, and presented it respectfully.

"Your Excellency, please read it yourself."
If he had read it, he wouldn't be so distracted.
"Uncle, this is your letter."
The letter read. It was Yang Shu's handwriting, which Yang Cun recognized. As Wang Dong and Yang Tongbao

tore open the seal amidst their unusually solemn expressions, Yang Cun was also affected and dared not even breathe.
What had caused such a strange atmosphere? Yang Cun, who had casually sat down in a chair, unfolded the letter and glanced at it

briefly before suddenly standing up.
"The Crown Prince has passed away..."
the letter read.
Yang Qinli? This news was also sudden for Yang Cun. "How could he just die like that?"
Yang Cun couldn't help but murmur his doubts. Of course, there was shock, but to say he felt sadness

or was a joke. Damn it, he dared to lay a hand on his own woman; he deserved to die. However, he

was simply puzzled. Even if the sixteen-year-old Crown Prince had been weakened by wine and women, he wouldn't just die like that, would he? Yang Shu's letter didn't elaborate on this

point , instead including many words of concern for him.
"My lord,"
Yang Cun muttered to himself, causing Yang Tongbao's face to tremble. He glanced at Wang Dong and said, "Uncle Dong,

you should speak."
"Hmm? Is there really more to this than meets the eye?"
He knew there was something fishy going on.
"Young master, you are wise,"
Wang Dong nodded, his stern demeanor concealing a strange excitement that left Yang Cun puzzled.

What was he so happy about the Crown Prince's death? Was he gloating? This was hardly the behavior of a good minister.
Fortunately, Wang Dong's next words quickly cleared up his doubts.
"The messenger from the capital said he received a royal decree to inform the young master that the Crown Prince has passed away,

and according to the imperial physicians, his blood is poisoned."
"What?"
This revelation caused a huge uproar. As soon as Wang Dong finished speaking, Yang Cun's mind raced faster than a computer, quickly understanding

Yang Shu's true meaning. He was momentarily unsure whether to worry or be happy.
Glancing at the face still contorted in his own thoughts, Wang Dong's old face also contorted. "The Prince

didn't explicitly , probably to avoid unnecessary trouble. Judging from the current situation..."
"Who did it?"
Yang Cun suddenly approached, his dark eyes gleaming like a restless beast.
That blatant, barely suppressed eagerness made Wang Dong freeze, his mouth agape,

momentarily stunned.
"Ahem..."
Yang Cun awkwardly retreated, coughing twice to ease his embarrassment, knowing he had overreacted

and frightened this well-informed old man.
Fortunately, Wang Dong wasn't one to be short-sighted. He quickly realized what was going on, his old face flushed with embarrassment, and he said,

"We still don't know exactly who did it. The news came immediately, but I'm afraid Your Highness doesn't have

any ."
"No,"
Yang Cun narrowed his eyes, already understanding, and coldly smiled, " There aren't many

people in the capital who could do this, who would do this, and who also have the opportunity and ability to do this. I estimate that Shu'er already knows the answer." 　　His tone softened, recalling the dignified and sharp-eyed old emperor, before continuing, "Not only that, but I'm afraid His Majesty already knows the answer." 　　"You mean..." 　　Yang Tongbao, his face full of seriousness, interjected, glancing at Wang Dong, "Is it Prince Rong?" 　　Influenced by Yang Cun, he couldn't help but think of the amiable Prince Rong. 　　"Stop talking nonsense." 　　As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Dong shouted sharply, turning around to open the door and looking around the corridor outside. 　　"Don't worry... there's no problem with safety." 　　Knowing that Wang Dong was worried about being overheard and causing trouble by speaking carelessly, Yang Cun reassured him. 　　He had anticipated this, so he hadn't relaxed his vigilance from beginning to end, constantly paying attention to the movements outside. Apart from the sounds that should be An Qiao and An Ning walking around in the courtyard, there was nothing suspicious. 　　After confirming again, Wang Dong entered with peace of mind, closed the door, and pondered, "What do you think, young master?" 　　"This matter... I'm afraid it wasn't just Prince Rong who did it." 　　Yang Cun shook his head, knowing that if Prince Rong alone had such audacity, he probably wouldn't have waited until today. 　　"Hmm? Does Your Excellency mean that others were involved?" 　　Wang Dong had a slight guess in his heart, but it was just a guess after all. Wang Dong didn't say it aloud, but wanted to see if Yang Cun's thoughts were the same as his. 　　Sitting back in his chair, Yang Cun tapped the armrests with his fingers, making a crisp "knock-knock" sound. His expression yet tinged with anticipation. He said, "Perhaps even the wise Prince Zhao Yunming, who guards the Northeast, isn't content with his lot ." 　　Otherwise, how could he justify having Long Chi lead him to those arsenals? Is making a move now a sign that preparations are underway?

" Ready? Zhao Qinyun even hosted a banquet for me yesterday, and she did it so subtly. No wonder they're so eager

to win me over; it turns out we've reached a critical juncture that will determine success or failure."
"Prince Ding?"
Yang Tongbao, a soldier, was unlike Wang Dong in terms of age and experience. His rigid and serious personality,

unlike Wang Dong's smoothness, was evident in his furrowed brows. "Isn't he Prince Xian? And he's in the Northeast,

not close to the capital."
He had his doubts, but since it was Yang Cun who said it, he felt somewhat certain.
"Who cares who he is? Let him do whatever he wants."
It's none of my business… well, okay, if things really get chaotic, Yang Cun was absolutely certain

he wouldn't escape involvement, but for now, he'd enjoy the freedom of one day at a time. But thinking of Yang Shu, the worry on his

face couldn't disappear. He frowned and asked, "When did this happen?"
"Reporting to Your Excellency,"
Yang Tongbao quickly bowed and replied, "The messenger arrived at top speed in less than ten days. This

must If we calculate carefully, it definitely couldn't have been more than half a month."
"Half a month?"
Yang Cun sighed and shook his head, saying, "Even ten days is enough time for many things to happen, let

alone half a month. Who knows how chaotic the capital is now."
"Is Young Master worried about the Prince?"
Wang Dong saw through him at a glance and comforted him, "You don't need to worry. The Prince is strong enough; he'll be fine."
Yang Shu was a Six-Dan master, and Yang Cun knew he would be alright. Moreover, he also possessed the power of the Five Elements.

Even if someone wanted to harm him, they would have to consider their own strength first. At this critical juncture, the old emperor would

definitely use him as a shield, and that kid was foolishly willing to sacrifice his life for the Yang family's honor

. Hopefully, he wouldn't have a mental breakdown at this crucial moment; preserving his life was the most important thing. Yang Cun glanced at Yang Tongbao, knowing

he must also be worried about Yang Shu, and tentatively said, "Tongbao, Shu'er definitely

needs , so why don't you..."
Before he could finish, Yang Tongbao suddenly knelt down with a thud, his face resolute, and said, "This subordinate

is acting the Prince's orders to protect the Duke, and will naturally do my duty. Unless ordered by the Prince, this subordinate will not

go anywhere."
His rigidity was unyielding.
"Uh..."
Yang Cun was speechless, knowing these people had all undergone brainwashing, their minds filled with nothing but loyalty. He didn't press the matter further and had no

choice but to give up. After thinking for a moment, he ordered in a deep voice, "Send everyone out and keep an eye on the outside.

From today onwards, everyone is on high alert.

Keep ."
After Yang Cun finished giving his orders, he thought of the previously widely publicized matter of the poisonous corpse and asked,

"Is there any progress on the poisonous corpse matter?"
"Yes."
Yang Tongbao responded to his previous orders first, then paused slightly when Yang Cun asked, and lowered his head with a look of shame, saying,

"Not yet. The people I sent out to investigate have no leads." "
Hmm, withdraw them. Don't investigate for now."
If he wasn't mistaken, Yang Cun had already figured out all the details. The so-called poisonous corpse was probably not only used to appear in

the Dragon Pool, but also a reserve force prepared for this incident. Otherwise, how could such a coincidence happen? Even

a powerful dragon can't suppress a local snake. No matter how powerful they are, they may not be able to find what they want at will on someone else's territory.

It's best to remain still and wait for the right moment.
The only headache was not knowing how many of those medicinal corpses there were. If he were to be bitten by someone, "Tear

..."
Yang Cun shivered, shrinking his neck, his mind filled with the horrific image of the Chen family child when he was poisoned. The best
course of action now was to revisit Longchi. Of course, he could also take the opportunity to enjoy the alluring and

insane body of the beauty Gao Lianxin... The thought caused his erection to swell.
"Uh, well... that's settled then. I'll go out for a bit. Tongbao, take some men

and keep an eye on things outside. Uncle Dong, continue repairing the Duke's Mansion."
Damn it, just thinking about it made his heart ache. He didn't have much silver left.

With eat? He couldn't very well resort to embezzlement and bribery to amass a fortune, could he?
Hmm, that's a good idea. That's what he'll do.
"Young Master..."
Although he couldn't quite figure out Yang Cun's current state, Wang Dong understood his meaning. Although he didn't want

to interrupt , seeing his master's lewd and wicked smile, he couldn't help but say, "

The people sent by the Prince not only brought a letter, but also a considerable amount of silver notes, enough for expenses."
As soon as Wang Dong finished speaking, Yang Cun's expression stiffened, his heart filled with turmoil... Damn it,

was it really that obvious? Even a casual thought was written all over his face; he really wasn't cut out for evil. Sigh, what a pity

, he couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.
Only after speaking did Wang Dong realize he hadn't given his master any face. His face immediately turned red,

even more embarrassed than Yang Cun. He turned and left, muttering, "I'll go urge him to move into the Duke's mansion as soon as possible."
This demeanor was worlds apart from the Wang Dong who wielded a large halberd, his imposing figure inspiring fear

; they were practically two different people.
The door creaked open, and Wang Dong, who had just stepped out, turned back and asked, "May I ask, young master,

have you encountered anything strange?"
"Hmm? Strange? No."
Does sleeping with a beautiful woman count? Of course not. It's perfectly normal, and besides, Wang Dong

probably wouldn't be interested in his private affairs.
"That's strange."
Frowning and pondering for a moment, Wang Dong said, "Young master's inner core... contains fire."
He was no longer an impulsive young man, so why would he lose his composure because of Yang Cun's sudden

approach ? It was because at that moment he clearly saw a flame surging deep within Yang Cun's pupils.
"Fire?"
Yang Cun recalled the saying in the Vajra Seal world, where forests govern fire to generate yin and yang. Yang Cun didn't know what

he was thinking; he only felt a jolt in his mind and asked, "Is this good or bad?"
"I don't know either."
Wang shook his head, hesitatingly saying, "If the young master doesn't feel any discomfort, perhaps it's nothing serious."
"Discomfort? No."
Not only did he not feel anything, he couldn't even sense any fire. Since he was alright, he was relieved. "

Alright , then I'll leave the rest to you."
"This subordinate wouldn't dare."
Yang Tongbao's attitude was extremely respectful, as if he couldn't bear the weight.
Yang Cun rolled his eyes and saw them out. They were all brothers, why bother? So polite, insisting on distinguishing between superiors and inferiors

, what a wicked concept. But the feeling of being high and mighty... hehe, it would be a lie to say he didn't like it.
As the two stepped out of the room, they indeed saw An Ning standing guard in the corridor, puffing out her cheeks, making it

clear she was angry and jealous.
Yang Cun's temples throbbed slightly. This precious An Ning wasn't as obedient and gentle as her sister An Qiao; her

lively and active nature was somewhat straightforward. At this moment, the overwhelming jealousy made Yang Cun's heart ache a little, and he couldn't bear to

really scold her, so he could only resort to coaxing.
This delicate little beauty, even jealousy is a childlike trait. To scold her? How could he bear it?
Smiling, Yang Cun walked over and grabbed An Ning's slender waist, knowing full well how sensitive this girl was, he

deliberately
rubbed and slid his hand. An Ning's face flushed instantly, and she struggled shyly, but her strength was no match for his. After a long

struggle couldn't break free and instead gained considerable advantage from Yang Cun. She tilted her head back, her big eyes suddenly flashing, and asked, "

What does that woman in your room do?"
"Uh…"
"Anning."
Before Yang Cun could answer, An Qiao's sharp rebuke rang out. Just because her sister didn't understand didn't mean she didn't.

How could they, as mere maids, interfere in the affairs of the Duke? Although she was also jealous, such a bold question

was clearly an overstepping of boundaries.
Stopping her sister, Anqiao bowed to Yang Cun again, saying, "Master, Anning is young and doesn't understand, please

don't be angry."
What did "young" mean? They were twin sisters, but in terms of maturity, they

were naturally on different levels.
Taking Anning's arm, Yang Cun reached out and lifted Anqiao's delicate chin, raising an eyebrow as he asked, "Qiaoqiao, are you

angry too?"
"This servant wouldn't dare."
Although she said this, turning her face away from his actions showed that she wasn't indifferent.
Enjoying the blessings of having two women was truly no easy task. Women being jealous was instinctive, getting them into bed was skill,

but keeping them at peace was an art. At least the ability to sweet-talk was essential, otherwise,

a drama of love and loss would unfold in his own backyard, which wouldn't be good. Adopting his usual

playful smile , Yang Cun released Anqiao's chin with his other hand, putting his arm around her waist, feeling quite pleased with himself with both of them

. But now he had to appease them both.
"Alright, my two little darlings, don't be angry. Um... I was drunk last night, so... I didn't

mean to , I really didn't mean to."
Drinking was a fact, but as for being drunk... hehe, saying it wasn't intentional? Luckily, it wasn't an oath; lies

just come out of his mouth.
"Master, you still haven't told me who that woman is."
An Ning's pouting lips never stopped, her awkwardness was obvious.
"Her? She's a maid I bought."
He subconsciously wanted to touch his nose, but couldn't bear to let go of the warm, soft body in his arms, so he gave up. Yang Cun

continued to explain, "She sold herself to bury her father, and I felt sorry for her, so I helped her."
"Ah? Sold herself to bury her father?"
An Qiao opened her mouth in surprise, suddenly feeling sympathy for Li Caiyu, who should still be unconscious.

Perhaps their shared plight, both being helpless girls, the uncomfortable feeling disappeared instantly, and she even

felt embarrassed.
"Master, that sister is quite pitiful too."
"Yes, who can argue with that? Her background is so pitiful. I couldn't bear to see her being bullied, so I bought her to keep

you two company."
Yang Cun's face convincingly showed a genuine pain and indignation. While shaking his head and sighing, he thought to himself,

"An Qiao is so obedient, so easy to comfort."
However, the statement about not being able to bear being bullied was a bit shameless. Didn't he turn into a wolf last night and devour

her completely, leaving not even a bone fragment?
An Qiao's expression softened, so there was nothing to worry about. He glanced at An Ning again. Although there was also sympathy in her eyes

, her stubbornness remained. Yang Cun lost the will to speak and went straight to his mouth, lowering his head to kiss her

delicate, jade-like earlobe, gently sucking on it and occasionally licking it with his tongue.
"Ah..."
After all, she was still a child, and even though it was her first time experiencing such things, she was still very shy. An Ning cried out in surprise, her face flushing crimson

as if it could drip blood. She dodged left and right, stammering, "Master...Master...what are you doing? Let...let go...

"
Her boldness stemmed from youthful ignorance and fearlessness, but such a provocative action, especially

in , overwhelmed her girlish reserve. A faint, almost imperceptible gasp could be heard in her voice.
Yang Cun felt the trembling of her small body and couldn't help but chuckle inwardly at how sensitive this little girl was. Yang Cun

did as she asked, releasing her mouth and instead blowing on her fair, jade-like neck.
The hot breath spread across her delicate, alluring skin, raising tiny, fine pink welts

. Summoning strength from who-knows-where, An Ning twisted her waist, stomped her foot, and forcefully pushed Yang Cun away, escaping his grasp and running off,

covering her face , leaving Yang Cun chuckling behind her.
"Master, you can't do this! It's daytime, and we're outside."
An Qiao's soft voice rang out, carrying a unique gentleness that made Yang Cun's heart flutter. He met

An Qiao's shy gaze and smiled, saying, "Qiao Qiao wants it too? Come, give me a kiss."
He then leaned in to kiss her.
"Master...Master...No, no..."
An Qiao panicked, reaching out her small hand to cover Yang Cun's mouth, saying, "Ningning is ignorant, I'll teach her.

And I'll take care of the older sister in your room. Master, please don't do such embarrassing things, otherwise

how can face anyone?"
"Phew, what's this? Compared to those modern people who openly share a passionate kiss in public, or even have sex

in a deserted corner of a park, what's a little kiss and hug? This society is really

incredibly conservative. But seeing how shy and sensible the beauty is, I'll let her go. Once the door's closed at night,

I can do whatever I want with her, right?"
With a mischievous lick of his soft palm, Yang Cun pretended to let An Qiao go.
"Ah..."
A tingling sensation came from his palm, and An Qiao cried out, quickly pulling her hand away. Her legs went weak, and she collapsed into Yang Cun's arms,

utterly shy.
A sweet, intoxicating fragrance filled Yang Cun's nostrils, and his mind went blank. Damn it,

I 'm getting aroused! Isn't this driving me crazy? If I didn't have something urgent to do, I could

drag this tempting thing into the room and pamper her properly. Trying to calm his breathing, Yang Cun suppressed the desire that An Qiao had unintentionally ignited

.
Come to think of it, why did he feel increasingly susceptible to teasing? He was more easily aroused than when he was a virgin. If he

indulged his desires without restraint, with these women around, he'd probably die of exhaustion in no time.
Shaking his head with a wry smile, Yang Cun quickly planted a kiss on An Qiao's forehead as a reward, saying, "Hmm, Qiao Qiao

is still sensible. The older sister in my room is called Li Caiyu, please keep an eye on her. I'm going out for a bit."
"Okay."
An Qiao nodded obediently, leaving Yang Cun's embrace, saying, "You go ahead, Master, I understand.

I'll also talk to Ning Ning."
"Never mind, she's still young."
Remembering how he'd left Li Caiyu in such a sorry state last night, he wanted to visit her, but he was afraid of

upsetting the two sisters, and then having to coax them himself. In the end, he wouldn't be able to do anything else. After some thought,

Yang Cun decided to postpone his visit to Li Caiyu. Besides, he felt comfortable leaving her with An Qiao, so he started to leave.
"Master, are you leaving already? We haven't had our meal yet."

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