Chapter 131 - Chapter 131: Chapter 131 Encounter with Liu Yiyuan at the Black Market (1/2)
Chapter 131: Chapter 131 Encounter with Liu Yiyuan at the Black Market
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“By the way, where is the Elixir Valley Heir?”
“I’ve long heard about it, but I’ve never actually seen him.”
“Lin Jing, have you seen him?”
It was Huang Qingling’s first visit to the black market, and she was a bit excited, talking non-stop.
“I should have… seen him, I suppose…” Lin Jing felt a bit embarrassed.
“Let’s go, let’s look for him right now…”
As Huang Qingling spoke, she stretched out her slender, jade-like hand, grabbed Lin Jing’s hand, and started walking forward.
“He probably hasn’t come out today.”
“How would you know?” Huang Qingling looked at Lin Jing with suspicion.
“Just guessing, guessing…” Lin Jing said awkwardly.
“Yeah, right.”
After speaking, Huang Qingling gave Lin Jing a sideways glance.
Having said that, Huang Qingling continued to pull Lin Jing along, walking forward.
It wasn’t until they stopped in front of a market stall that they paused.
“This is the place. The Elixir Valley Heir used to sell his Elixir Medicines at this very stall.”
Lin Jing pointed at a market stall.
At that time…
Someone else was setting up shop at the stall, also selling Elixir Medicines, but without displaying the Elixir Valley Heir’s sign.
In fact, his stall didn’t have a single Pure Elixir on display.
Lin Jing used to set up shop at this stall for convenience’s sake. If someone was already here, he would set up nearby.
People had gotten used to this over time.
“Look, the Elixir Valley Heir’s sign isn’t even displayed; clearly, the Elixir Valley Heir isn’t here,” Lin Jing said.
“Shall we look elsewhere then? Maybe he changed locations today,” Huang Qingling suggested.
“Alright…”
Lin Jing couldn’t argue, so he agreed to Huang Qingling’s suggestion. However, just as they were about to leave, a voice came from behind them.
“Sister Qing Ling, what brings you here?”
Recognizing the voice as Liu Yiyuan’s, Lin Jing turned to see that he had also come to the black market.
Lin Jing and Huang Qingling turned around, and sure enough, they saw Liu Yiyuan, accompanied by a young man in red.
Lin Jing had only recently learned his name.
Scion of the Li Family, Li Yao.
“Sister Qing Ling, you…”
Liu Yiyuan stopped midsentence, looking down to see Huang Qingling holding hands with a man, fury rising in his heart.
“You are…”
About to ask who the man was, he caught sight of a familiar face. A face that reminded him of the humiliation he had suffered—a memory he could never forget.
“It’s you…”
Liu Yiyuan said, and then he took out his Flying Sword as if he was about to attack.
“Brother Liu! Stay calm!”
Li Yao suddenly spoke out loudly, trying to hold him back.
Stall owners and passersby alike turned to look at the commotion.
When they saw Liu Yiyuan brandishing his Flying Sword, everyone quickly stepped back, keeping a safe distance to avoid any trouble.
Yet no one left; they all stood at a distance, watching with a mix of anxiety and eagerness, waiting for the show to unfold.
After all, it had been many years since anyone dared to cause trouble in the black market.
With such an exciting scene before them, they certainly didn’t want to miss it.
Liu Yiyuan was jolted back to his senses by the loud exclamation, swiftly retracting his Flying Sword.
Seeing this, the crowd knew there would be no fight to watch.
“Tch… ”
A murmur of disappointment rippled through the people.
“I thought there was someone who wasn’t afraid of dying, daring to cause trouble in the black market,” they said, then dispersed, leaving behind a few idle stall owners still interested in the situation.