Doing Good Deeds

"Thank you. If I don't die, I'll repay you someday."

Zhu Zhuqing's face was pale. After offering those polite words, she covered her shoulder and prepared to leave.

Her sister's subordinates would not kill her in the street, but remaining here meant staying constantly under their watch. She needed to find a safe place as soon as possible, hide, and recover from her injuries.

Watching her staggering figure, Li Xun wore a strange expression as he muttered softly, "How are you going to repay me if I don't even know your name?"

He had seen plenty of such verbal promises of repayment.

They usually meant there would be no follow-up.

Li Xun greatly admired people who did good deeds without leaving their names behind, but he was not one of them.

He felt that if he asked for neither money nor possessions and still did not leave his name, then wouldn't he have done this good deed for nothing?

Perhaps her hearing was too sharp, or perhaps Li Xun had muttered too loudly. Zhu Zhuqing paused, then slowly turned around. "My name is Zhu Zhuqing. May I ask what yours is?"

"My name is Li Xun." Li Xun carefully looked Zhu Zhuqing over, and something stirred in his heart.

He was far too familiar with that name.

No wonder Zhu Zhuqing would have such looks and such a figure in the future. She already had the foundation for it now.

"I'll remember the name Li Xun. Thank you." Zhu Zhuqing nodded.

"It was nothing. No need to mention it."

Li Xun waved his hand, looking utterly unconcerned. "By the way, are you really alright? In your current state, you'll probably have a hard time escaping those two from before. Do you want me to escort you home?"

"..."

Hearing that Li Xun wanted to send her home, Zhu Zhuqing fell silent.

Born into the Star Luo Zhu Family, the concept of home had long since become something beyond her reach.

Because the Zhu Family had married into the imperial Dai Family for generations, the rules governing the struggle between imperial brothers also applied to the Zhu family sisters.

Every generation of Zhu family sisters would fight each other to the death until a victor emerged.

"What's wrong? Has something happened at home?" Li Xun asked with concern. "If you have somewhere else to rely on, I can safely take you there instead."

Zhu Zhuqing's body trembled, and her right hand over her wound unconsciously tightened. "No need. Thank you."

Zhu Zhuqing took a deep breath, lowered her head, turned around, and prepared to head back the way she had come.

That coward Dai Mubai had fled. Her aunt, who had always helped her, had gone to seek news of Dai Mubai and had not returned for two months.

She had no one left to rely on now. Only herself remained.

Otherwise, she would not have come to Dragon Arising City. But now, even this place was no longer safe.

"If you truly have nowhere to go, you can come with me to Heaven Dou. From what I can see of your situation, Star Luo isn't very safe for you either." Li Xun frowned and pondered for a moment.

Zhu Zhuqing was slightly taken aback. "Thank you, but no."

She had heard that the place Dai Mubai had fled to was Heaven Dou.

"Miss Zhuqing."

Li Xun called softly as he watched Zhu Zhuqing walk away.

He had deliberately used those words to provoke Zhu Zhuqing just now.

Since he had encountered Zhu Zhuqing, he felt that doing nothing would somehow be wrong.

It would be best if he could take her away using this opportunity. That would both disrupt Shrek, turning Tang San into one of the Five Monsters, and add another member to the Heavenly Dou Team.

Even if he could not take her away, it did not matter. Making things difficult for Zhu Zhuqing now would also be preparation for the future.

"It's only natural to receive repayment for doing a good deed, right?" Li Xun thought for a moment.

If it had been an ordinary person, Li Xun would have simply done the good deed and left his name behind.

But when it came to Tang San's teammate, he felt that since he had saved her life, it would be rather unreasonable for Zhu Zhuqing not to repay him somehow.

Though even if he had not saved Zhu Zhuqing, she would not have died.

But he had stepped in, after all.

"Brother Li, should we catch up and take a look?"

Yang Qianjun approached with a suggestive grin and patted Li Xun on the shoulder.

He was quite perceptive. He had watched from the side without interrupting while Li Xun played the hero and saved the beauty.

Li Xun shot him a glance. "Brother Yang, weren't you going to treat me to a meal? Are you trying to skip out on the bill?"

"How could I? Go all out today."

Seeing that Li Xun had no intention of discussing the topic, Yang Qianjun wisely did not press it.

Seeing how sensible he was, Li Xun only ordered two hundred Gold Soul Coins' worth of dishes in the end.

They ate until evening. Li Xun ate happily, while Yang Qianjun cried bitterly.

By the time they returned to Yang Mansion, Yang Qianjun had yet to recover from his grief.

"Why are you still hanging your head?" Yang Wudi shot Yang Qianjun a glare.

Yang Qianjun forced a smile. "Nothing. I just remembered something happy."

Li Xun couldn't help snickering from the side.

"Oh? How happy? Tell me about it."

Yang Wudi narrowed his eyes. If his grandson's answer failed to satisfy him, he would make Yang Qianjun happy with his belt.

Having been beaten by his grandfather since childhood, Yang Qianjun knew what he was in for the moment he saw that expression. He hurriedly squeezed out an ugly smile.

"Grandpa, Li Xun invited me to Heaven Dou Royal Academy to take part in the Soul Master Competition a few years from now. I'm happy about that."

Yang Wudi froze, and his expression gradually softened.

After glancing at Li Xun, he said to Yang Qianjun, "Fine. But when you're away from home, listen to Li Xun in all things. Don't cause trouble for him, understand?"

Since they had already decided to cooperate with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, it was only a matter of time before the Breaking Clan entered the public eye.

One Soul Master Competition did not matter.

Perhaps the moment they joined hands with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect in business, the information would appear on the Spirit Hall Pope's desk.

"Got it, Grandpa." Yang Qianjun's smile became much more genuine. He had passed this hurdle.

"Since Senior Yang has made his decision, this junior won't disturb you any longer. My teacher will discuss the follow-up matters with you," Li Xun said, cupping his hands to Yang Wudi.

"Sect Leader Ning is truly fortunate to have a disciple like you."

Yang Wudi smiled and nodded. "I won't keep you any longer, but Qianjun will need to wait a while. He needs to visit the Bai He Clan and let them know."

"After all, he's already engaged."

"The Soul Master Competition is still a long way off. As long as Brother Yang can come, that's enough."

Li Xun had no objections. Soul Masters cultivated wherever they went; the academy was not much faster.

After exchanging a few more pleasantries, Li Xun and Sword Douluo walked out of the residence.

"Sword Grandfather, can we not fly so fast this time? The faster we go, the colder it gets."

Li Xun took out a cotton-padded coat from his Soul Tool and put it on.

He had bought the coat in a distant town along the way after he truly could not endure it any longer.

"Are you sure you want to go slower?"

Sword Douluo looked at Li Xun with a smile.

"Don't tell me it's cold even if we go slower?" Li Xun paused, finding it hard to believe.

"You can try it. We'll be stopping to rest along the way anyway. You can decide the speed yourself." Sword Douluo chuckled without explaining further.

He controlled the flying sword to hover beneath their feet.

"Then let's try going slower first."

Li Xun carefully stepped onto the flying sword and stood in front of Sword Douluo.

He had protested about this before, feeling that he was being used as a windbreak.

But when he stood behind Sword Douluo, his arms had become sore after clinging to the man for only half a day.

Left with no choice, he moved to the front and helped Sword Douluo block the wind.