My Wife Is A Sword Immortal-Chapter 204 - 173 Stormy Rain

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Chapter 204: Chapter 173: Stormy Rain

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Chapter 204: Chapter 173: Stormy Rain

Night.

Zhao Rong and Fan Yushu, having finished their day’s work, bought wine and returned to the courtyard.

Tonight the moon was dark and the wind was high.

Zhao Rong, now in the open-air courtyard, lifted the bottle of wine and looked up, seeing not a single star.

He softly called out “Gui” several times in his heart, but still, no one answered.

“Ziyu, what are you thinking about?” Fan Yushu asked wearily.

Since the incident in the morning, he had been listless all day.

Zhao Rong looked away, “Nothing.”

Fan Yushu glanced at Zhao Rong again, his eyebrows lifting slightly.

They had already agreed that tonight they would not return until they were drunk.

Fan Yushu looked up at the sky and frowned, muttering to himself, “Looks like it’s going to rain, and not just a little.”

Being a native of Du You City, he knew the weather here quite well.

Afterward, they entered Fan Yushu’s room to drink.

What surprised Zhao Rong was that Fan Yushu didn’t seem intent on venting and complaining while drinking.

He didn’t tell Zhao Rong the story between him and Ye Lanzhi.

Inside the room, Fan Yushu leant on the chair and just buried his head in drinking.

It seemed he was the type who talked less the more he drank.

Zhao Rong didn’t mind, though; he wasn’t really there to chat. He was just a bit worried that Fan Yushu might take things too hard, so he came to keep him company. After all, Fan Yushu was the first classmate he had met upon entering the Academy, and he seemed to get along with him rather well.

The two just drank their wine, Fan Yushu glass after glass, while Zhao Rong would occasionally take a small sip and sometimes glance outside the window.

The night passed in silence.

It was hard to know how much time had gone by.

Fan Yushu leaned back in the chair, one hand grasping the armrest, the other stretching out three fingers to gently shake the wine glass, his gaze fixed on the swirling liquid, lost in thought.

“Ziyu,” he suddenly said.

Zhao Rong turned his gaze back from the window, “Hmm?”

Fan Yushu, with bleary eyes, leaned forward, his tone serious, “Do you know who I am?”

Zhao Rong looked at his mysteriously acting companion, the corners of his lips slightly lifting and then falling again, his expression serious.

“Hiss, who are you?”

“My surname is Fan.”

“Yeah, that’s right.”

“My surname is Fan.”

“I know.”

“My family lives in Du You East City.”

“And then?”

“I…” Fan Yushu glanced at Zhao Rong’s face, which still held an expectant look as if waiting for an answer, completely missing the hint.

He couldn’t help but sigh deeply—what an odd classmate he had met.

But then Fan Yushu remembered that Zhao Rong was not a local of Du You City and seemed to have only arrived in Du You City not long ago.

Suddenly losing a certain kind of enthusiasm, he laid it all out directly, “My grandfather is Fan Tao, my family has a residence on You Mountain, and there’s also a shop there, called the Thatched Cottage Store, which belongs to our family as well.”

After a few casual remarks, Fan Yushu said no more.

For instance, more than half of West City borrowed money from the Fan Family to expand their homes.

For example, there are a few centuries-old renowned shops on the mountains of Wangque Continent, and the Thatched Cottage Store is one of them.

Another example, his grandfather had once wanted to buy all the private residences on You Mountain, but the Lady in Purple hadn’t given her consent, and the owners of the other residences weren’t short of money, so the idea was abandoned. However, his grandfather still constantly grumbled about how nice it would be to live alone with the Lady in Purple on the mountain…

He didn’t elaborate further; what he had disclosed should be enough.

Fan Yushu suddenly threw back his head, tipped up the wine glass, and drank it dry, yet after finishing, he remained gazing up at a forty-five-degree angle, leaving half of his “delicate” pale face sided towards Zhao Rong, his eyes misty and melancholic.

This whole action was extremely showy.

Zhao Rong blinked and looked at Fan Yushu who was stealthily observing his reaction. After thinking for a moment, he spoke in a cautious tone, “The Fan Family you mentioned, is it impressive?”

Fan Yushu shrugged his shoulders, dropped the leg he was crossing, and slammed the wine glass on the table, but just before touching it, he gently set it down and waved his hand in the air, “It’s not a matter of being impressive or not, it’s really one of those, one of those rare kinds…”

He paused, still unable to find the right word, sighed deeply, “Forget it, let’s not talk about it.”

And once again he drank in a showy manner.

Zhao Rong nodded as if he understood, then suddenly remembered some details. He seemed to have seen the name of this Thatched Cottage Store at Longquan Crossing in the southern part of Wangque, and later on, at some Immortal family’s docks along the way. It was just that Liu Sanbian had been the one making purchases at those shops while he waited elsewhere, so he hadn’t paid much attention to them.

However, having a residence on You Mountain, he had heard Lu Wan mention it in passing.

So, like Wenruo, he was a rich descendant of an Immortal family’s business dynasty?

But… what did that have to do with him?

Zhao Rong took a sip of wine and nodded in appreciation, “Your family runs a quite widespread business.”

He remembered that even the Zhongxiu Pavilion, which gathered all the resources of Zhongnan Mountain, only had a branch in the northern part of Wangque.

Fan Yushu realized that Zhao Rong really didn’t know anything, that previously he was indeed a pristine scholar from the base of the mountain… Fan Yushu had thought that since Zhao Rong could become Lingfei’s husband, his identity and background might be related to one of the notable Zhao families on the mountain of Wangque Continent, especially since there was also a branch of the Zhao family in Du You City, which, like the Fan Family, was one of the top ten prestigious families and business dynasties…

“It’s not bad,” he replied offhandedly, “The Thatched Cottage Store my family runs can buy almost anything…”

Fan Yushu’s words suddenly cut off as he stared blankly at the glass of wine reflecting the orange candlelight.