Chapter 281 (2/2)

If a person from Sheng City were to praise her, they’d say her beauty would shine through even if the Sacred Lady stood next to her.

They might be underestimating the Sacred Lady’s beauty though, she only existed in myths and legends and they could only imagine what she looked like.

This group of people attracted little attention. Everyone else was busy and no one had the luxury to check out the ladies.

No one was too bothered that no one talked to them. In fact, after a long and tiring journey, they only wanted to get a place for a good night’s sleep. That was, provided they didn’t have more important things to do.

“Chen Pi…” said Strongman, frowning. He still thought this was a strange name.

[Note: Chen Pi= not only does this name sound weird, it sounds almost like the words ‘orange peel’ in chinese]

It would’ve been easier to accept if this was just a nickname- but no, that was his real name. It was very amusing to Strongman.

Chen Pi was a tanned boy dressed in rough linen. He looked weathered, a stark contrast from the rest standing next to him. One might think he didn’t belong.

Not a single one of the rest among these young adults looked like commoners. They all looked like aristocrats, even the ones who were not as wealthy still looked more put-together than Chen Pi.

It was unlikely Chen Pi wore these just because he liked it either, as he aura he exuded was as normals as any farmer, far from the airs of an aristocrat.

However, he was never looked down upon. So far, no one had treated him badly, but rather with utmost respect.

“Here! I’m here! I wasn’t asleep, I was just resting my eyes for a bit…” exclaimed Chen Pi, scratching his head.

“I didn’t say anything about you falling asleep… And even if you did, no one would blame you,” said Strongman faintly.

“Eh? Why did you call me then? Is there something you need help with?” asked Chen Pi, puzzled. In his experience, he was only called to either receive a scolding or an instruction.

“Sigh… Chen Pi… Look around, we’re at Sheng City!” frowned Strongman, pointing at the Holy Mountain.

“Ah, we’re here?! I’m going to visit the genius doctor, my mom’s recovery depends on him!” said Chen Pi hastily. He rushed back into the horse carriage, then carried a frail and weak old woman on his back.

This old woman was Chen Pi’s mother.

She looked so old she could be his grandmother, perhaps from all the suffering from her illness.

“Little Pi, what’s going on? Where are we going?”asked the old woman weakly. She wasn’t aware of their arrival.

The old woman still looked thin and fragile as ever in the sun, even the warmth didn’t perk her up.