A Fire in the Backyard
When Zheng Yunan learned that Wu Di had returned to the clan, she'd been preparing to enter seclusion and consolidate her cultivation before the clan's grand competition. However, she gave up on that thought and ran to Wu Di's residence.
With the Skyspan Trading Company present, the Wu Family didn't dare slight Wu Di in the slightest. Whether in terms of feng shui or decorations, the residence they'd assigned him was exquisite.
"How come I don't see that senior with you?"
Zheng Yunan asked from her seat in front of a lotus pond. That senior had left a deep impression on her.
"Master, he's … … busy with other matters."
Wu Di naturally couldn't tell her that his master was currently being held captive by the Skyspan Trading Company. All he could do was make up an excuse and brush the topic aside.
"See? You're already calling that senior 'Master'. I told you he wanted to take you as his disciple."
Zheng Yunan smiled sweetly. When she saw that Wu Di had found a good teacher, she was genuinely happy for him.
"Let me tell you a secret you don't know about. I heard it from my grandfather. Raging Flame City changes city lords every hundred years, right? The Wang Family's current city lord has been in office for almost a hundred years. In a few days, I heard that the other two clans will be sending people over to exchange pointers during the clan's grand competition. In truth, it's all for the sake of seeing the younger generation's abilities. That way, they'll decide which clan will be the next city lord. "
"Really?"
There was a lot of information in this piece of information. The decision to choose the next city lord had been made by the younger generation. This overturned thousands of years of tradition.
Wu Di's eyes were filled with shock. Zheng Yunan nodded confidently.
"My grandfather probably wouldn't lie to me. When the time comes, the other two clans will send their elites. If you can make a name for yourself in the competition, our clan's opinion of you will definitely change … … Wu Di, don't overthink things. I'm not … … "
In truth, Zheng Yunan just wanted to encourage Wu Di to do his best during the competition. However, when she saw the change in his expression, she tried to explain, only to discover that she didn't quite understand.
"It's fine. I don't mind."
When he saw her flustered expression, Wu Di smiled and waved his hand. In the entire clan, only she and her grandfather were kinder to him. He knew Zheng Yunan meant well. How could he possibly resent her?
"If it was a few days ago, I might have cared about the opinions of my family members. But now, they can look at me however they want. As long as Master doesn't despise me, that's enough. As for this clan … is it still considered a home to me? "
For example, if the Skyspan Trading Company hadn't escorted him back to his clan, he was certain that he wouldn't have been able to survive. If that attendant hadn't called him Young Master Wu, the clan definitely wouldn't have assigned him this residence, even if he was the son of the clan leader.
The strong were respected, and if he wanted to gain enough respect, he had to make himself strong enough. Right now, all he cared about was his own strength. As for what others thought of him, aside from his master, Ye Zichen, he didn't care.
"Actually …"
Zheng Yunan looked as if she wanted to console him, but Wu Di cut her off.
"That's enough. Can you sit here with me for a while?"
With that, Wu Di lay down stiffly. He gazed up at the fiery clouds in the sky, illuminated by the setting sun. He couldn't help but mutter to himself.
"I wonder how Master is doing."
There was no need to worry about Ye Zichen at all. His master was probably living a better life than anyone else.
He'd finished all the plates of beef the servants had brought him, and there were many jugs of immortal brew scattered around him. Some were still dripping wine.
After eating and drinking to his heart's content, Ye Zichen lay down on his straw mat and fell into a deep sleep.
"I said, let's have fire …."
Ye Zichen muttered to himself in his sleep. His hands subconsciously rose, and he crossed them in a series of hand seals.
Fwoosh.
A flame suddenly appeared in his palms. It was completely white, and it flickered in the wind like will-o '-the-wisps.
"Blaze of fire ….."
Ye Zichen muttered the same words he'd heard in his sleep. Then, as if he'd just added some incredible fuel to the flames, they rose half a meter into the air.
The light of the flames penetrated his eyelids and shone into his eyes, making him see a ball of fire in his sleep. However, he was in no mood to pay attention to it …..
In his dream, in his sea of consciousness, he waved his right hand and pushed the flames away.
At the same time, he threw the flame in his right hand towards the pile of firewood in the firewood room.
Whoosh.
The flames raged.
…..
Night had fallen.
The people who'd gone after the black-robed men had returned. Xue Honghong sat in the front hall and frowned at the people inside.
"How did it go? Did you find the lost auction items?"
"We did."
One of the attendants handed over two storage rings. Xue Honghong accepted the rings, then scanned them with her immortal awareness. When she discovered that nothing was missing, she sighed in relief.
Then she asked, "Did you catch them?"
In truth, she was just asking casually. They'd already clashed with the black-robed men countless times, but they'd never caught any of them alive.
As expected, the people in the hall shook their heads, their expressions dark.
"Just like before, when we caught them, they died on the spot. We still haven't figured out the cause of their deaths, but one of them managed to escape with heavy injuries. A few of our brothers are still out there covering for him. "
"Damn it!"
Xue Honghong slammed the armrest of her chair. The black-robed men had suddenly appeared five years ago. During that time, they'd robbed the Skyspan Merchant Convoys at least ten times.
She'd mobilized all the resources at her disposal to investigate their existence, but hadn't found a single clue.
This time, she'd personally led the black-robed men to steal the auction items without anyone noticing. Fortunately, they'd recovered all the items, but she still didn't know which faction they belonged to.
"These black-robed men …."
"There's a fire! Put it out!"
At that moment, the servants' anxious, angry shouts rang out from the courtyard. Practically every single servant in the residence carried buckets of water as they scurried back and forth between the front hall and the rear courtyard. Quite a few of the merchant convoys' attendants were among them.
Xue Honghong pushed aside her questions about the black-robed men, rose to her feet, and walked out the door.
The instant she stepped out, she saw the rear courtyard blaze high into the sky. The flames spread ferociously, threatening to engulf all the guest rooms in the rear courtyard.
"How could there be a fire?"
Unbeknownst to her, just as everyone else was wondering why there was a fire or trying to help put it out, Xue Honghong gnashed her teeth so hard that they creaked. Her slender frame trembled with rage.
Others might not know, but she did ….
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