Chapter 374: Attack in the Night (1/2)

Chapter 374: Attack in the Night

Translator: EndlessFantasy TranslationEditor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Up ahead was their destination, Emerald City. Ye Chong did not return to his solo travels yet, since Han Yue had not repaid him in full. It was not that Han Yue was stingy, but he did not have much cash on him. Of course, he had also been careless in not agreeing on a sum when they made their bargain. This was a vexing problem for Han Yue.

How much should he give the man? Han Yue was deeply troubled. He had quite an amount of cash with him, about 30 Yan-zuan. That was a substantial figure for just about anyone, but paying only 30 Yan-zuan to such a terrifying alchemist … What if he offended that man? After all, the man had used the legendary Green Tempest to save them. If he did not reward the man generously, even Han Yue would think himself stingy.

”Then ask him!” Han Yue thought to himself, but he really did not want to speak to that strange man. It was not just him. The rest of the group dared not speak to the God of Death. In fact, not even a fly could be spotted within 10 meters of Ye Chong. In the end, Han Yue braced himself and spoke to the man, and was given the reply - ”Up to you.”

Ye Chong had no idea of the local currency and its value, so he came up with this reply.

”Up to you” could mean a lot of things. In the end, Han Yue suggested to Ye Chong that he pay him when they reached Emerald City. The city was under the power of the Han Family, so it would also be more advantageous for him.

Ye Chong studied the map, and found that Emerald City was the closest and only city within reasonable distance, so he agreed. He needed to resupply in the city anyway.

Han Yue had quickly handed over a map to Ye Chong. After studying the map, Ye Chong found that he was quite a distance from the Wang Village. Black Forest was much larger than he expected. He could not believe his luck.

On the other hand, how were Rui Bing and the rest doing? He could he be certain that they had encountered some problems. It had been so many days since, how were they?

”Let’s keep ourselves alive!” Ye Chong muttered to himself.

After handing over the map to Ye Chong, Han Yue did not wish to stay in his company for a second longer, and quickly took his leave. Ye Chong did not delay his exit, and saw him to the door.

”What’s that strange man doing alone in his tent everyday?” A voice outside was saying.

”Who knows? Aren’t alchemists all mysterious people?” Another voice responded.

The first voice laughed. ”Hehe, careful you don’t let Bibia hear you, or you’ll be in for trouble.”

”Cheh, Bibia is fine, he’ll just let you suffer a bit. If it’s that strange man, probably no one’ll be left to claim your body after.”

”Yea yea. Don’t worry, I don’t plan on claiming your body, who knows what kind of poison will be left on you,” the other person said.

Ye Chong wanted to roll his eyes so high up. He had heard so many similar conversations these days. No one dared to go near him, and his tent was steered clear of. Ye Chong did not plan to chat with them too, so he stayed in his own tent to research everyday.

Seeing Ye Chong always staying in, the other people began to speak more freely. They did not expect Ye Chong to be able to hear every word they said. Han Yue had kept all tents close to each other for safety reasons. Ye Chong’s sharp hearing also allowed him to hear almost everything in the campsite.

These days, he was the hottest topic of discussion.

However, another conversation caught his attention. He focused on the weak, soft voice.

”That strange man’s crazy! So cruel! Heavens, to think that there’s someone so crazy out there!” It was a woman’s voice. There were only two women in the entire campsite - the Old Mistress and her maidservant. This must be the maidservant speaking.

”Haha, Ying’er, you’re wrong there. The more ruthless you are against the enemy, the better your chances are of survival,” the Old Mistress spoke warmly and lovingly.

”Mistress, he’s still too ruthless. Ying’er couldn’t sleep these days with those nightmares. So scary! He’s just like his ancestor,” Ying’er complained tenderly.

”Oh, his ancestor? Did Ying’er hear about something outside?” The Old Mistress asked, curious.

”Yes, they’ve been discussing it these days.” The maidservant Ying’er recited the origin of the Green Tempest excitedly.