Chapter 321: Disguise As A Servan (1/2)

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After a brief pause, Nan Xun twisted his lips into a sharp, mocking smile and took a couple steps backward, his eyes blazing with rage. “I didn't know you'd be so petty, Nan Jihan. You don't deserve your t.i.tle. Good, enjoy your time on the throne.”

He turned to leave, his movement so sharp it was as if he was declaring Nan Jihan his enemy if they ever met again.

Nan Jihan sighed, watching him walk away.

Oleg Cragfiend entered the main hall and sat down on a divan. He poured himself a cup of tea, savoring the flavor.

“I don't get why you're not willing to help. Isn't she your disciple? Aren't you worried about her condition?” Nan Jihan furrowed his brows. He'd been conditioned to worry about Jun Huang's health when she was at her weakest. He worried that she'd still be as ill the next time they met. He couldn't stop his frustration from seeping into his tone.

Oleg Cragfiend glanced at him. “You didn't sound particularly eager for me to help Nan Xun.”

Nan Jihan scratched his head awkwardly and admitted, “I don't like Nan Xun. I don't like how little he's done for Baiyu even after all the sacrifice she's made for him. However, you must know that I… don't want her to suffer. I was simply venting my anger. Of course I want her to get better. Why don't you help her?”

Oleg Cragfiend gave him a meaningful look and shook his head. “Things are more complicated than it seems. We can no longer be of help.”

His words didn't make sense to Nan Jihan. After a long pause, Oleg Cragfiend sighed and continued, “Don't worry too much. The poison has been cleansed from her system, and from my diagnosis last time, she's weakened, but not in any real danger. The fact that Nan Xun had come himself rather than sent a servant proves my point.”

“But why are you unwilling to leave with Nan Xun?” Nan Jihan couldn't figure out an answer. Why would the poison master ask him to tell Nan Xun he'd already left knowing what Nan Xun had come for?

Oleg Cragfiend glanced at his thoughtful expression and walked up to the window, looking at the gathering clouds outside. After a pause, he said gravely, “There is someone we can't see watching him.”

Nan Jihan was even more confused, but Oleg Cragfiend didn't seem willing to explain. They stood there in silent company.

Nan Xun's anger gradually died down after leaving the palace. He stayed the night at the relay station and immediately set out for Eastern Wu. He was too concerned to leave Jun Huang to deal with those with unknown agenda on her own. He decided to stay to protect her and keep her company.

He didn't just barge into the manor like he had last time. Instead, he came up with a plan.

He was lucky that the manor was looking for servants. Anyone interested were welcomed to apply for the job.

He was going to get it no matter what he had to do. He changed into some cheap clothes and made himself look like an average peasant before entering the manor with a group of applicants.

After a round of selection, Nan Xun and the remaining candidates were led to the main building of the manor. The housekeeper would make the final judgement. He raised an eyebrow at the dozen of men standing in the courtyard. He patted each of their muscular shoulders and nodded.

“What are you good at?” the housekeeper asked Nan Xun, considering him like he would a commodity.

Nan Xun lowered his eyes and responded respectfully, “I'm poor and know only how to do crude manual work. I'm not as talented as the others here, but, um, my mother said I'm a thorough sweeper.”

The housekeeper looked at the brown-nose of a servant standing next to him, who rushed to the housekeeper with a servile smile and said, “What a coincidence. The young mistress is in need of a good sweeper. And this one is built st.u.r.dy. If dangers strike, he'll make a good human s.h.i.+eld.”

“Have you done a background check?” the housekeeper asked, stroking his beard.

The servant nodded. “I have. He's a simple and honest man. Nothing suspicious about his background.”

The housekeeper relaxed and patted Nan Xun on the shoulder. “Follow the servant to the lady's residence. She happens to need a sweeper. However, you know what you're getting into. You better watch yourself. You'll be rewarded for doing your job well.”

Nan Xun nodded and followed after the servant, his lips curved into a smile after he turned around. It wasn't difficult for a prince like him to forge a credible ident.i.ty. And he'd found out beforehand that there was a vacancy at Jun Huang's residence for a sweeper.