Chapter 58: I’m your adoptive father! (1/2)

Translator: Claire.KK

Gazing Chen Pavilion had its unique way to deliver message and muddy the water. Therefore, a blackmail from some mystery person was sent to Chen’s three days later—Thirty million high quality spirit stones for Chen Mo’s life!

No spirit stones, no life!

Thirty million high quality spirit stones were neither more of less for a big family to afford easily. Besides, Chen Mo’s special identity as the young chief of Chen’s ensured the success of the kidnap because the message was spread out, it would be a shame for Chen’s not to redeem him.

Chen’s chief master felt so furious that his teeth were almost gnashed into pieces, cursing secretly that this worthless thing should left the family for the evil spawn. Chen Mo was clear at the beginning that the bastard had thrown his junior brother home with his legs broken yet he still left the whole family behind just for the bastard. Now, he should still incur such a trouble for the family!

Totally trash without conscience!

‘Redeem him! Break his legs once he’s back home!’

Chen family wouldn’t know the thirty million spirit stones was just a start before more unexpected would greet them.

However, Chen Mo was totally ignorant of Chen’s reactions. He was right detained at the branch of Gazing Chen Pavilion and treated with dainty dishes and good spirit liquors on the white jade table. The rich aroma drifting into his nose, induced his sense of smell to surrender and have a try.

Beside Chen Mo, two beauties in yarn clothes stood still after serving him the liquor. And another two played Qin (a seven-stringed plucked instrument in some ways similar to the zither) or blew Xiao (a vertical bamboo flute) behind the yarn screen, with the tune lingering in the room continuously. Presently, all contributed to an extravagant scene!

But Chen Mo remained frozen, with his face much dim, “What do you want? Just go straight to the point!”

“Well, we should thank fate for bringing us together. Why does brother Chen have to be so callous?” Bai Yi took a sip of the liquor and entertained him with enthusiasm, “If you felt bored, this little brother is willing to play go chess with you.”

Chen Mo kept silent, the blue veins in his forehead throbbing. He finally understood why Mu Chen felt annoyed at his teasing in view of the current situation caused by the person in front of him who was more unreasonable and obstinate!

At this moment, a servant holding a box came over and reported respectfully, “My Lord, God-killing Hall receives a new order that someone affords three million spirit stones for Palace Master Mu’s life.”

“Mu Chen’s life?” Chen Mo was shocked.

Bai Yi waved his hand indifferently, “Since Pills Concocting Competition starts, more and more competitors came to buy Palace Master Mu’s life in higher and higher prices. Accept the money and kill the other in accordance with the old rules. There is no such thing to refuse spirit stones right at the door.” He grabbed the abacus beside him and stretched his hand to crackle it, nodding with great satisfaction, ‘Money comes in!’

Only the dumb ass wouldn’t earn the money right at hand! Even breaking the skeleton of a dead person could contribute to a few drips of oil, not to mention people alive.

Chen Mo ventured, “Won’t your lord be scared to damage Gazing Chen Pavilion’s prestige?”

“Our Lord certainly won’t do that. Palace Master Mu is his sweetheart, so he surely will protect him well.”

“I’m saying your real lord.”

“Alas! Every single word you’re saying sounds confusing. We only have one lord.” Bai Yi answered seriously, his eyes opening wide as if saying bluntly “look at my pure eyes of sincerity”. But Chen Mo just took a more skeptical view to his attitude, waving the sleeves furiously and sitting beside the window.

Bai Yi clapped his hands, signaling for the maids to serve this distinguished guest well without any desolation.

Chen Mo went dark again, with an impulse to throw the table.

Mu Chen, however, was confused why Chen Mo hadn’t come to visit him for so long a time since they were both at Pill City. But this doubt didn’t exist too long before Gu Yunjue attracted all his attention.

“Master, come here and sit down. This disciple is going to push you in this chair around for sightseeing.”

“Where did you get this chair?” Mu Chen refused Gu coldly. This evil disciple should become fond of the pushing chair game and flew anywhere with the chair. It just couldn’t be more shameful!

Although the chair was quite comfortable and could shift in sizes for either lying or sitting and able to float in the air without extra help, Mu Chen just felt embarrassed to receive so much attention sitting on it.

Nevertheless, Gu Yunjue asserted eloquently the falsehood, his face being so serious that no one could perceive his robbery. “I bought it. A few days before, I bought a catalogue on which listed bunches of good stuff in selling. And they deliver whatever hit customers’ fancy. This chair costs many spirit stones!”

Mu Chen suddenly felt regretful giving his disciple too much pocket money. Now that he bought this chair, he might bring more strange things to him later on.

“Master, come and sit down!”

“No!”

“Come on!”

“No!”

“I won’t leave you alone to move this chair. Instead, I’ll push it for you!”

“I’ve said no! You are going to defy your master? How dare you!” Mu Chen lifted the foot, kicked little disciple in his shin and tramped on it in succession, quite detesting the idea. But he didn’t know that his being like that attracted Gu Yunjue’s more desire to tease him. The two were playing delightfully when there came several knocks on the door.

Mu Chen took the chance and gave Gu another kick in his thigh, ordering him solemnly, “Open the door!”

Gu Yunjue had no choice but to put down the chair with much regret.

There at the door stood a middle-aged man with both robe and crown in black, who exhibited quite imposing an aura in his strapping build. He was no stranger to all in Pill City—the City Master, Bo Yuntian.

Mu Chen stood up and looked at the visitor surprisingly. With his identity and age taken into consideration, Master of Pill City should condescend to visit a pill cultivator.

In Mu Chen’s memories, he should only have intersection with Pill City in herb transactions decades later in his last life. City Master Bo was exactly a representative of those who were rich but silly. Every time Mu Chen bought herbs from City Master Bo, this man would give Mu a half discount generously and many collateral gifts. Mu Chen certainly didn’t know Bo Jinyu in his last life according his disposition. As he wouldn’t go around Pill City nor watch the competition among the four sects, he certainly wouldn’t meet with this coquettish lantern.

However, the other seemed quite complicated with surprise, nostalgia and incredibility mixing in his eyes, “You should look so alike with that person. Is your mother named Chen Yixin? I’m her sworn brother.”

Mu Chen nodded but didn’t know what to say. He wanted to stop the conversation of this topic. However, the other hadn’t mentioned his father while started from his mother’s old friend as well as his elder, so Mu Chen couldn’t just evict Bo out but to stand still coldly without saying a word.

Gu Yunjue edged to make space for the other to come in.

Bo Yuntian walked in, found a chair himself and sat down, looking at Mu Chen’s face while recalling memories, “One hundred years ago, your father had entrusted me to conceal your origin and take care of you as my son before things went wrong with him. But your mother was loath to deprive your family name Mu and insisted to take you back to Chen’s. After a hundred years, you’ve grown up now.”

Mu Chen’s eyes flashed slightly and then calmed down as he heard the three words, “things went wrong”.