I Am Your Natural Enemy-Chapter 466 - 191: Ghost Professional, Returning the Name (5k)_3

Chapter 466: Chapter 191: Ghost Professional, Returning the Name (5k)_3

A steward who fit every stereotype—looked just friendly, professional, and attentive.

"Thank you, Prince, thank you, sir."

After their chat, just as Wen Yan was about to leave, Lord Zhu gifted Wen Yan a jade pendant, with two big characters engraved on it.

Stable.

"Take it. I’ve had this for ages, but never had a use for it. These warhorses you brought are quite eye-catching, to be honest. You better put them away."

Wen Yan caught Lord Zhu’s gaze and couldn’t help laughing. He thought for a moment, then said,

"There’s one more thing I’d like to trouble you with, Prince."

"Go ahead, just say it."

"These warhorses, it’s not ideal to keep them in the stable all the time, and I don’t have anywhere to keep them either. Prince Zhu, could you take care of them for a while? 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

Except for the Blue Mane Horse—any of the others, if one catches your eye and the horse’s willing, just consider it a gift from me to you.

When I find a good place someday, I’ll come pick them up."

"Hahaha, what’s this? Just a small favor, no problem, leave them to me! No need to pick them up—I’ve already got the perfect paddock."

Lord Zhu burst out laughing, showing even his molars.

He just liked having warhorses around; whether they were his or not, he honestly didn’t care—just raising them was enough.

He’d even been thinking earlier whether he could shamelessly ask for one, and now, Wen Yan had left him dozens to look after.

Wen Yan waved at the Blue Mane Horse, and the freeloading horse trotted over, lips curled up in a goofy grin.

"Good horse, I’m heading off now. Want to come with me, or go with the others to the paddock?

The paddock’s big—you can really stretch your legs there.

If you come with me, there might be nowhere to run at all.

Don’t play dumb—I know you understand every word I say.

If you want to come with me, just step into the stable yourself."

Wen Yan held out the jade pendant for it to see.

The Blue Mane Horse looked back at the big herd, then at Wen Yan, finally lowered its head with a soft nicker and rubbed against Wen Yan’s arm.

Wen Yan couldn’t help himself—he stroked the Blue Mane Horse’s sleek coat, blessing it with a touch of Yang Energy.

"It’s your choice. Stay with the others—I’ll visit you whenever I’m free..."

But before Wen Yan could finish, the Blue Mane Horse grinned another toothy, silly smile, neighed loudly, and without hesitating, galloped forward, turning into a streak of light and diving into the jade pendant.

"Such a spiritual horse," Lord Zhu sighed beside him.

"Yeah, this rascal’s sharp as hell when it’s scamming for snacks."

Wen Yan had arrived carrying a bunch of things, not to mention a gaggle of ghosts. But in the end, he only left with the steward and the Blue Mane Horse. Oh, and the Little Fire Seed napping all this time in his collar.

He entrusted Lin Jue to Lord Zhu too, letting him handle things—no need to worry about Lin Jue returning his soul.

As for the Big Fire Basin, Lord Zhu would have someone ship it to Fuyu Mountain, and the rest of the stuff would be sent to Nanwu County.

Wen Yan left through the Ghost Market’s gate and returned to Nanwu County.

Back in the real world, the first thing he did was find a shop to buy a power bank and charge his phone, then called his elders to let them know he was safe. Next, he’d head home first, and after that, borrow the Shelves to make a trip over to Fuyu Mountain.

All these days, the elders at Fuyu Mountain must’ve worried themselves sick about him—probably didn’t even sleep well.

The Fourth Great-uncle Master, afraid any news would get delayed and mess things up, had been sending him updates at all hours in the middle of the night.

Once he got in the car, Wen Yan didn’t go back to the Scorching Sun Department, but headed straight for home.

He really couldn’t wait any longer.

...

Back in the Rakshasa Ghost Market, Lord Zhu was looking at the Grave Walker standing beside him.

"Sit down, will you? How come you came back with even more red tape than before you left?"

"Thank you, Prince." Once the Grave Walker was back, he didn’t look much happier, in fact, he looked kind of deflated.

Lord Zhu saw Grave Walker’s face and shook his head.

He stretched out his palm, a faint light gradually appearing in it, and then two crooked large characters surfaced above his hand.

Feng Wei.

"That’s your name.

Back then, I protected you, and in exchange, I took your name.

I also had to make your name disappear so I could protect you.

Now, it’s time I gave it back to you."

The most important part of what Lord Zhu told Wen Yan was hidden in those words.

Why did Lord Zhu know there were some ghosts who could exist just like Professionals among the living?

Because he himself was that kind of Professional.

He just put himself out in the open, using this method to keep himself disguised.

The Grave Walker saw the two characters in Lord Zhu’s palm and immediately stood up.

"Prince, no, no, that’s not what I meant."

Lord Zhu held out a hand, gesturing for the Grave Walker to sit back down.

"You’ve gotten much stronger, I can see it—and it looks like you had fun hanging out with Xiao Wen.

I was thinking maybe you’d just go with him, call it a day.

But I saw Xiao Wen; he never looked like he wanted to make you his.

He respects every single one of us—even for a horse, he’ll ask what the horse wants.

Gu Liang too—he lets Gu Liang make his own choices.

But in the end, he only didn’t ask you—so does that make you feel left out?

That’s because he really considers you a friend.

You have to understand that."

The Grave Walker froze, looking stunned. He really hadn’t thought about it that way before.

Honestly, he’d been hoping—either Wen Yan would ask for him, or Lord Zhu would give him to Wen Yan to be his coachman.

Lord Zhu saw the shock on Grave Walker’s face and smiled.

"You really need to change your way of thinking..."

He gently opened his palm, and those two crooked characters flew out, landing right on the Grave Walker.

The Grave Walker suddenly remembered—his name was Feng Wei.

Back then, he’d been chased and had come to Lord Zhu for protection.

"Now you’re a free man—stay and work for me, or go hang out with Xiao Wen, do as you wish.

If you stay here, you’re free while off the clock to go anywhere you want."

The Grave Walker stood up and thanked him sincerely.

"Thank you, Prince, I’d like to stay and work for you."

"Oh? You’re not leaving?"

The Grave Walker replied, a little embarrassed,

"I want to earn my own keep working for you, Prince.

Once I’ve saved up, then I’ll go to Nanwu County and treat Mr. Wen to dinner.

I’ve always been sponging off Mr. Wen for free all this time.

I want, just once, to treat him on my own effort."

Lord Zhu burst out laughing, stood up, and patted the Grave Walker’s shoulder.

"Feng Wei, you’ve got spirit. That’s great—between friends, there should always be give and take."