A Dark Night Was Perfect for Arson

The two rows of people who had come to greet them began to disperse in twos and threes. Wen Chongzheng stood there motionless, as if frozen in place. Yue Qianchou's words had immediately made him feel the warmth of spring.

The gentleman clearly knows me, yet he pretends not to and deliberately says those things. This shows that the gentleman intends to help me... Wen Chongzheng was lost in his fantasies, already seeing the day he would be adorned in imperial robes, completely unaware that the people around him had already dispersed.

Utterly dejected, Wen Qing lowered his head slightly, then suddenly noticed Wen Chongzheng blankly. He walked over and kicked him in the calf, saying irritably, "Brother Wang, what are you daydreaming about? Did someone praise you so much that you went crazy?"

"Ah!" Wen Chongzheng suddenly realized his mistake, looked around, and found that he had indeed lost his composure. He quickly shook his head and said, "No, no." He then walked away on his own.

Wen Qing was stunned for a moment, then looked at his foot. He must have kicked it quite hard! How come he didn't even react?

Yue Qianchou and his companions looked around and found that the mansion of the secular power holder was indeed extraordinary in its grandeur.

Wen Youyuan followed him to the main hall. After dismissing his attendants, he found an opportunity and tentatively asked in a cautious tone, "Sir, do you also possess the arts of divination and fortune-telling?"

"That's what fortune tellers do, I don't have the time for that." Yue Qianchou scoffed and walked to the central seat reserved for the prince.

"Um..." Wen Youyuan hesitated for a moment, but since it concerned his son's future, he still braced himself and humbly asked, "Just now, you said that my son has an excellent face and will definitely be a person of great importance in the future. I am confused by this, and I ask you to enlighten me."

"I was just fooling your son, and you actually believed me?" Yue Qianchou glanced at him, then thought for a moment. There was no need to be so definitive. They still didn't know what was going on with this family, or whether they had any use to them. So he said mysteriously, "Heavenly secrets cannot be revealed, Your Highness, please don't ask any more questions."

These words were enough to Wen Youyuan pause for thought; they were truly profound and left much room for interpretation. Seeing his pensive expression, Yue Qianchou interrupted with a smile, "Your Highness, do you know if there's a place for the three of us to stay?"

"Ah! Yes, yes, yes, it's all ready. It's the little villa where the Princess used to live alone, very quiet." Wen Youyuan said, coming back to his senses. The accommodation he arranged for Yue Qianchou and the others was the best place in the entire embassy, originally for the Princess. But now that Mr. Nongzhu has arrived, the best place naturally has to be Mr. Nongzhu. So the Princess had no choice but to move and make do.

Afterwards, Wen Youyuan personally led the three to the elegant and tranquil villa. Several maids greeted them inside, and the house was already brightly lit. Yue Qianchou suddenly stopped in the courtyard, and the others stopped as well, no one knowing what he was thinking.

"Since this is where the Princess lives, how can we possibly take over her place? We should invite Princess back! There are plenty of rooms here anyway, so why don't we stay together?" Yue Qianchou said slowly.

Wen Youyuan was shocked, and a bad thought arose in his mind. Did he want the Princess to serve him in bed? He stammered and replied, "Sir, it's better not to! My niece has been unruly since childhood, and I'm really afraid of disturbing you."

"You're overthinking it. I have my own ways of dealing with her, she's so unruly." Yue Qianchou looked at Furong and said, "I'm going out for a bit later. I'm worried my wife will be lonely here by herself. Why don't we call the Princess over to keep her company? That way I can feel at ease."

Upon hearing that he was going out, Furong immediately begged, "I want to go too!"

"Be good," Yue Qianchou said softly. Furong fidgeted with her skirt sash, somewhat displeased.

"So that's how it is," Wen Youyuan breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this, nodding repeatedly and saying, "It is Princess's good fortune to be able to accompany the madam." He then turned to the maid and instructed, "Go quickly and invite the Princess here."

Not long after, Wen Qing was brought in, her hair disheveled and her face full of surprise and uncertainty. That day, she realized that ever since she met this Mr. Nongzhu, she had been incredibly unlucky. Despite being a Princess, she was being ordered around everywhere and had no one to complain to.

Not only was her cozy little place taken over, but she was also moved to a new location. She'd barely slept when she was dragged out of bed again, seething with anger. But that wasn't the worst part. The real problem was having to see this Mr. Nongzhu again—she was terrified!

"Greetings, sir," Wen Qing said tremblingly. Wen Youyuan looked over and felt a pang of pity. The Princess was frightened like a chick. If he had known this would happen, why did he come to the Great Yang Kingdom to join in the fun? He tried to soften his voice and said, "Qing'er, from today onwards, you will accompany the madam and serve her well. You must not be willful."

"Qing'er understands." Wen Qing stood timidly beside Furong, bowed, and said, "Madam."

After saying this, tears welled up in her eyes, and she dared not let them fall. As Princess of the Biyuan Kingdom, she had always been served by others, but in a single day, she had become a servant to others.

"Since the Princess is here, all other servants are to be cleared out, leave no one alive. Zhang Peng!" Yue Qianchou turned around sharply and shouted, "No one is allowed to intrude. Protect the lady and the Princess. Anyone who dares to trespass, no matter who they are, will be killed without mercy!"

"Yes!" Zhang Peng clasped his hands in acceptance, his sharp, murderous gaze quickly sweeping around. Wen Youyuan's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately waved to the maids, who retreated tremblingly.

Wen Qing exchanged a glance with the burly Zhang Peng, and then subconsciously shrank back. He really could kill someone!

Yue Qianchou glanced at Wen Qing, and for Furong's sake, his face changed to a warm smile. He said, "Don't be afraid. If you keep the lady company during this time, I guarantee you will receive great benefits."

Wen Youyuan's eyes lit up slightly. He knew that a master like Mr. Nongzhu would not speak easily, and once he did, the benefits he bestowed would be beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Seeing Wen Qing Yue Qianchou heartily, "You little girl, do you think I'd lie? I can tell you, if you can make Madam happy, I can help you stay young forever and never lose your beauty! How about that?"

He's the kind of person who'll go to any lengths to make his loved ones and family happy. He'll even treat a precious treasure like trash.

"Hiss!" Wen Youyuan shuddered upon hearing this, exhaling a cold breath. My God! Eternal youth, unfading beauty! These eight words are like Immortal Method to mortals, priceless! Not to mention women, even he, a man, was deeply moved.

Wen Youyuan glanced at Yue Qianchou's appearance and thought to himself, "This Mr. Nongzhu is rumored to be over a thousand years old, yet he still looks so young. He must possess some kind of age-preserving technique. It must be true."

"May you stay young forever, and never lose your beauty!" This phrase is incredibly alluring to a woman, even if she's Princess. Wen Qing's trembling eyes immediately brightened, and she mustered her courage, asking timidly, "Is what you say true, sir?"

"How rude!" Wen Youyuan shouted, "Sir is a divine being, how could he deceive a little girl like you? You should thank him."

Yue Qianchou waved his hand at Wen Qing, who wanted to thank him, and said, "Don't thank me yet. As long as you do it, I will naturally be able to do it too. I will never break my promise. You can rest assured about that."

Whether it's true or not, let's try it first. Without saying a word, Wen Qing grabbed Furong's arm and said ingratiatingly, "Madam, let me help you inside to rest."

Everyone was stunned. This girl was the type who wouldn't do anything without a reason, and her attitude changed really quickly.

Yue Qianchou's expression twitched. Coming to his senses, he instructed Zhang Peng again, "Zhang Peng, be careful." After saying that, he vanished silently from everyone's sight. He had shown off this in public to intimidate certain people and prevent any trouble from arising.

Zhang Peng and Furong were unfazed, but Wen Youyuan Wen Qing were taken aback, realizing that Mr. Nongzhu was indeed extraordinary...

When Yue Qianchou reappeared, he was in the alley where he had strolled during the day. He glanced at the deserted street, gently opened his fan painted with large clusters of peonies, and swayed slightly. He walked with a swaying gait, like a customer who had just come from a brothel, having enjoyed his time there and was now returning home satisfied.

This place is different from China. Before figuring out the situation, we dare not fly around recklessly. The best way to conceal our identity is to be an ordinary person.

After some time, we found the residence Zhang Peng had indicated. It was an extremely large residence. The area was quite vast; even from the outside, one could see the tall pavilions and towers inside, with colorful lanterns hanging everywhere. It was already past midnight, yet the sounds of drums and music could still be heard coming from inside. Outside the gate, high-ranking officials and nobles came and went in an endless stream to pay their respects. As expected of a powerful and wealthy family, under the cover of night, their extravagance and opulence were on full display.

Yue Qianchou paced around a couple of times, not daring to make a move. He hid in a dark corner, stroking his chin, trying to figure out how to sneak in. If there really were several experts at the Tribulation Transcendence stage inside, infiltrating silently would be quite difficult...

Ultimately, he decided to make a move to alert the enemy and test their strength first. The limited amount of earth fire element stored within his body emanated, forming a hundred small red flying swords. With a flick of his finger, the hundred flying swords silently vanished into the high night sky.

After waiting a while and seeing that the cultivators inside the mansion hadn't been alerted, he used his Divine Sense to control his flying sword, which suddenly descended from the sky and headed towards the mansion. Before the flying sword even touched its target, several loud shouts came from inside, "How dare you! Who dares to disturb the Prime Minister's Mansion!"

Now! Yue Qianchou's Divine Sense stirred... This was exactly the time difference he wanted. He didn't want to hurt anyone with his flying sword; he just wanted to set a small fire and add some atmosphere to the Prime Minister's Mansion, which was filled with revelry every night.

However, this fire seemed to have gone a bit too far. Although the fire formed by the earth fire element was not as powerful as the blue fire, it was still far superior to ordinary fire. "Boom boom boom..." All the hundred flying swords instantly exploded into flames, and the spectacular fiery red color instantly dyed the night sky crimson, which could probably be seen from most of the Dayang City.

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