Why do I have so many masters?-Chapter 352 - 48 Reunion (1/2)

The setting sun hung low in the west, the jade rabbit rising in the east.

The screams in the small town gradually subsided, eventually returning to tranquility.

In Reviving Spring Hall, only a few dozen villagers severely affected by poison still required care throughout the night, while the rest were able to walk with difficulty after purchasing their medicine and had returned to their homes.

Meng Yuexue had just finished writing the last prescription for a patient and sighed in relief.

Even she was feeling fatigued by now, wanting nothing more than to lay down and sleep. And as for the ordinary doctors, several elderly men had already collapsed on the ground, resting against each other in deep slumber; fatigue was evident on their faces.

Bing Hongcai looked up at the sky outside and, cupping his fists in a salute towards Meng Yuexue, let out a sigh with a smile,

"What a pity, it seems that I am ultimately fated not to meet that master."

"Miss Meng, I shall take my leave now. If there’s anything that needs attention, feel free to seek me out at the Ministry of Punishment in Xi Dingzhou City. If I can be of help, I certainly won’t refuse."

Meng Yuexue nodded, stood up, and walked Bing Hongcai to the door. He glanced back at the young woman’s face, stepped back, and blended into the night. As he was about to leave, he smiled again and said:

"Miss Meng, I believe that one day, you will achieve your dreams."

"Frankly, had I been ten years younger, I might have resigned my official position to stay by your side."

Meng Yuexue was momentarily stunned and said,

"That would be inappropriate."

Bing Hongcai laughed softly, did not speak, and with a cupped fist, bid farewell. He then soared into the air with extraordinary grace, stepping through the air. In a blink, he had disappeared without a trace, many miles away. Meng Yuexue withdrew her gaze, massaged her temples, and entered back into Reviving Spring Hall.

There were still a few patients in need of care.

Meanwhile, several miles away.

Bing Hongcai trod through the air, his posture dashing yet his face filled with a heavy melancholy.

The image of the young woman bathed in sunlight, looking up at him, kept flashing in his mind.

He touched his full-bearded face, his expression growing ever more gloomy. Unable to bear it, he spat to the side and with a step, his figure blazed forth like flowing fire, shooting out.

Soon, he could see the familiar lights of Xi Dingzhou City in the distance. His heart eased somewhat as he was about to enter the city, but his expression suddenly turned stiff.

"Damn..."

"Ah Liu!"

Atop a hill.

The young man who had been sent out for other reasons after seeking Bing Hongcai looked up at the blasting Qi Force without expression, not knowing where he had acquired a roll of records and spreading them on his lap. Within Bing Hongcai’s records, he began to write:

Bing Hongcai, aged thirty-seven.

Forgets friends at the sight of beauty.

Not recommended for handling cases involving women.

He wrote very slowly as if waiting for a certain moment, when suddenly a scream came from the sky:

"Ah Liu, stop!!"

The young man looked toward the blasting Qi Force emotionlessly. Though expressionless, Bing Hongcai could see the disdain in his eyes as the youth calmly pulled out a seal from his bosom and breathed on it.

After a glance at Bing Hongcai, he stamped it heavily onto the document.

"No, no, no!"

............…

Horse hooves struck the cold flagstones of the winter night, their crisp sound shattering the quiet darkness.

Clad in Vigorous Attire and carrying the Mo Blade, Wang Anfeng rode a lean horse into the town, gazing at the tranquil night and feeling a headache coming on.

Though he needed to dissipate the excess Vital Energy within him, he hadn’t expected to be delayed until this hour. In fact, he had managed to reduce some of the Vital Energy within him as dusk approached. Although not back to peak condition, he was able to call upon his Inner Strength; the issue was with his mount beneath him.

Its speed had more than halved.

This was hardly even a jog anymore, yet his horse face was filled with displeasure.

Wang Anfeng looked around and, seeing no one on the road and no one noticing him, leaned down and whispered near the horse’s ear:

"How about speeding up a bit?"

"What if I mix some soybeans into your fodder today?"

The chestnut horse glanced at the young man, snorted loudly, and was full of disdain.

Wang Anfeng raised his palm, showing a single finger in front of it, his face filled with heartache, and said:

"I’ll add an egg."

The lean chestnut horse shook its head, snorted loudly three times, and looked at the young man. Wang Anfeng’s mouth twitched slightly as he stretched out three fingers and said:

"Three?"

The horse happily nodded its head. The young man withdrew his fingers, fell silent for a moment, then suddenly grabbed the handle of his sword at his back.

The somber singing of the Mo Blade arose suddenly from the darkness of the night.

Following a dull whoosh, the thousand-pound Heavy Blade rested on the neck of the lean horse. The blade, completely black, was hidden in the night, only its cold, sharp edge exuding a chilling aura. Wang Anfeng leaned in close to the horse’s ear and firmly said:

"One and a half."

"I’ll share half with you, otherwise we’re having horse meat for breakfast tomorrow."

"Make your choice."

The lean horse’s eyes widened, and it dodged to the side as if frightened, its lips flapping open to reveal its large teeth. It snorted twice and then stopped moving, refusing to budge.

Wang Anfeng bit his teeth, feeling a stifled frustration in his chest.

Just then, a tentative voice came from the darkness ahead:

"Big Brother Wang?"

Wang Anfeng was slightly startled, then, quick as lightning, he retracted the sword to his back, his expression returning to normal as he sat upright on the horse. At the same time, the lean horse straightened its body, its eyes wide open and mane fluttering. Despite its gaunt appearance, it had a natural, proud posture, not ordinary at all.

Seeing the change in the lean horse, Wang Anfeng’s heart itched with annoyance, though his expression remained calm as he said:

"It’s me."

At that moment, the lean horse also turned its head to glance at the young man and snorted loudly.

It rolled its eyes and lifted its mouth, showing off a set of white teeth, displaying an expression of disdain that seemed unfit for just a horse.

Wang Anfeng’s hanging right hand trembled slightly.

What a stinky horse…

In the dark of the night, a young woman emerged, dressed in Vigorous Attire. Although her face showed signs of weariness, there was also a relaxed joy as she said:

"Big Brother Wang, it’s good that you’re alright…"

Wang Anfeng dismounted, nodded, and replied:

"It was a close call."

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Meng Yuexue pressed her lips together and said, "About that, it’s a long story… let’s discuss it once we return."

Wang Anfeng nodded, hurriedly took a few steps forward, grabbed the stinking, bad-tempered horse, and walked side by side with Meng Yuexue, saying:

"Coincidentally, I have something to discuss with you, Miss Meng."

"It’s about Brother Chuan’s matter."

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