Otherworld Advance Team-Chapter 1731 - 1724: Traveling Together

"How did you know?" Cheng Ziang continued to ask.

"When I went home with Qingtang to arrange the funeral, I found the genealogy of the Yichuan Clan and the letters from her parents. Although Qingtang’s family had been expelled, they still had the Yichuan Clan’s genealogy. It’s really puzzling how those enemies found out their identity."

Xing Hu said, clenching his fist, his face showing regret as if he was blaming himself for not being able to protect Qingtang’s family.

"Our families are related, and the two of us were close since childhood. Qingtang’s parents treated me like a son, they met a tragic end, and I couldn’t avenge them. It’s truly sad."

"Don’t say that, after all, you’re just starting out," Cheng Ziang softly comforted him.

"Look on the bright side, brother," Hu Daoke raised his glass to comfort him, "Life is full of disappointments, mourning the past doesn’t help."

"So what are your plans now?" Cheng Ziang pondered and asked. freēwēbηovel.c૦m

"I’m thinking of sending Qingtang back to Yin State, back to the Yichuan Clan. After all, she is the descendant of the Yichuan Clan. The Yichuan Clan in Yin State always treats its young members well. If Qingtang can be restored to her clan, it would surely be a good thing for her." Xing Hu took a sip of his drink and said.

"But in that case, what about your engagement with her..."

Hu Daoke’s words were cut off by a kick from Cheng Ziang, and he immediately shut his mouth, saying no more.

"It’s okay..." Xing Hu shook his head, showing a bitter smile, "Qingtang and I are like siblings. Even if we can’t be together, we’re still family. As long as she... is happy... it’s enough..."

"This..." Everyone looked at each other, unable to help looking at Qingtang.

Qingtang’s response was vague. Facing the questioning eyes, she simply bowed her head deeply to avoid them, without making any response.

At that moment, Cheng Ziang suddenly understood the look Qingtang had given him earlier.

So that’s it, she probably thinks that now she’ll be a great lady of the Yichuan Clan, so her expectations have risen.

Of course, Cheng Ziang preferred to believe it was just his imagination, as Qingtang wasn’t the kind of person who cared about social standing, otherwise he would truly feel it was unjust for Xing Hu.

"What do you plan to do after sending Qingtang back to the Yichuan Clan?" Cheng Ziang asked after pondering for a moment.

"I haven’t thought about it," Xing Hu shook his head and said honestly, "Maybe, maybe I’ll seek out the enemies and avenge Qingtang’s parents."

"That’s a vendetta between large families. You’re just an ordinary person; is it really wise to get involved?" Cheng Ziang couldn’t help but ask with concern.

"But I can’t just not avenge them," Xing Hu suddenly became agitated, "Qingtang’s parents treated me like their own. They were murdered, and I can’t just sit idly by. I must avenge them no matter what."

"Have you thought about it," Cheng Ziang pursed his lips and continued, "if Qingtang joins the Yichuan Clan, why not stay and become a son-in-law of the clan? That way, your livelihood will be secure, and you can use the Yichuan Clan’s influence to seek revenge."

"This..." Hearing this suggestion, Xing Hu was momentarily stunned, blushing as he looked at Qingtang.

Qingtang still kept her head bowed deeply, avoiding eye contact with him. Xing Hu sighed deeply and shook his head, "This kind of thing should be Qingtang’s choice. Please don’t pressure her. No matter what decision she makes in the end, I will respect her choice."

"A pheasant flying into a phoenix’s nest, childhood sweethearts should be left unspoken." Seeing their situation, Hu Daoke raised his glass and made a sharp jab.

However, he spoke in Chinese, so Xing Hu and Qingtang couldn’t understand what he said.

"Alright, this is their business, don’t be sarcastic," Cheng Ziang gave him a look and said in Chinese.

"Just venting. Damn it, the eldest among us is the prince of Ilanadale. Doesn’t he still serve us tea and hospitality without looking down on anyone? The Yichuan Clan is nothing." Hu Daoke downed his drink in one gulp, his tone unmasking his derision.

"You can’t use saintly standards to measure ordinary people," Cheng Ziang said calmly.

In terms of status, none of the Advance Team members were necessarily higher than the others. Luo’er’s grandmother was the queen of the Wood Elf Kingdom, Cheng Ziang’s uncle was the king of Odelanqi, and Tangmo’s biological father was the supreme military leader of Ronisca.

The ones with relatively lower status in the Advance Team were Baiyue and Hu Daoke, but among the five of them, no one ever leveraged their status over the others. Instead, Luo’er meticulously took care of everyone, which made them all reliant on him.

"Perhaps the girl is just shy, hesitant to express herself. We shouldn’t meddle in such trouble needlessly," Baiyue slowly said.

"Since the two of you are heading north, why not travel together? That way, you can watch out for each other." Cheng Ziang suggested seriously as he looked at Xing Hu.

"That wouldn’t be appropriate..." Xing Hu’s joy was evident but soon replaced by a troubled expression.

"Don’t say that, we have shared life and death together. There’s no need to be so distant." Cheng Ziang said sincerely.

"Then, thank you all in advance." Xing Hu said, touched.

"No need to be formal. I’ll have Yue’er arrange a room for you later. Do you two want to share a room?" Cheng Ziang waved it off and asked.

"Um, it’s better not to..." Xing Hu looked at Qingtang and, after a moment’s hesitation, shook his head, "Earlier, I was short on cash, but now..."

"It seems we’ve interrupted your plans then." Cheng Ziang smiled slightly, teasingly.

"Not at all, I couldn’t be more grateful." Xing Hu gestured with his hand in denial.

Pausing, he showed an uneasy expression and cautiously asked, "Should I pay a visit to the Saint, to show politeness and avoid being rude?"

"No need to trouble yourself," Cheng Ziang shook his head, "it’s best not to disturb the Saint unnecessarily if there’s nothing urgent, as he doesn’t like interruptions. You can talk to us if there’s anything."

"That’s good to know." Xing Hu finally felt relieved.

Meanwhile, in Luo’er’s room, there was also a table of delicacies. Luo’er was being coaxed by Tangmo to eat the meatball she held in her mouth.

Fulajie’er sat right in the middle of the tableware like a dish, looking resignedly at the pair’s intimate actions. She seemed used to it, only sighing repeatedly.

"That Xing Hu has brought his wife to seek refuge with us," Fulajie’er reported.

"I know, where are they now?" Luo’er pushed Tangmo’s face away and asked.

"Just in the hall downstairs," Fulajie’er said, suddenly interested, and continued, "I didn’t expect that little girl to be a descendant of the Yichuan Clan in Yin State. Truly, small talents hide in the wild."

"Apparently, the Yichuan Clan treats its members well," Luo’er said.

"Of course, otherwise, why would she seek refuge with the Yichuan Clan," Fulajie’er said, suddenly looking up at Luo’er and asked, "you’re not thinking about Yichuan Ying, are you?"

"I wonder how she is now," Luo’er sighed and said, "we let her down since we couldn’t persuade the Demon Clan to abandon using biochemical weapons."

"You said the Yichuan Clan treats its young well. She should be recovering now, right? When you reach Shengyuan Prefecture, do you plan to visit her?" Fulajie’er asked.

"I’d better not. After all, we’re in her debt." Luo’er shook his head and said.

"Don’t say that," Fulajie’er said, "after all, we’re fighting on foreign soil, not the main party."

"Stop talking. Luo’er, eat this." Tangmo interjected, offering food at an inopportune moment.

"I’ll eat later," Luo’er waved her off, then continued to ask Fulajie’er, "Fula, what do you think of Xing Hu?"

"If you want my description," Fulajie’er bit her finger, pondered for a moment, then looked at him and said, "if you put it nicely, he’s straightforward and honest. If not so nicely, he’s a bit naive and easily manipulated."

"Hmm..." Listening to her, Luo’er nodded and fell into silence.

"What’s the matter, what are you thinking about?" Fulajie’er curiously tilted her head and asked.

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