I Won't Disturb You, I'll Be Going Then

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After this farce ended, Zhou Qing, along with Wang Shi, temporarily separated from Ning Rongrong, treating it as if they had met by chance and were strangers before.

After Zhou Qing, Wang Shi, Ning Rongrong, and the others had all left, the Lead Goat stood up along with his companions and the city gate guards.

"Big brother, what should we do now?" one of his underlings asked, shivering. "If we don't complete the city lord's orders, we're in for a tough time."

"Shut up!"

The Lead Goat, already annoyed, scolded him and remained silent for a while. Seeing that the number of pedestrians around them had increased again, he led his men away from the area. "You all split up and guard the other city gates. Also, call a few patrolmen, disguise them, and observe which city gate those pregnant women will use to leave. Once they are some distance away from Falling Star City, we will make our move, drug them, and then, under the cover of night, enter together through the West Gate, where there are no lights at night."

"Shouldn't we report this to the city lord first?"

"Nonsense!"

The Lead Goat cursed loudly, "Do you really want to be punished? The city lord won't just verbally scold you like I did!"

As for the young lady of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect coming here...

The Lead Goat believed that the other party was just passing through and would not stay long, so there was no need for the city lord to worry about it—as a subordinate, one should consider the needs of one's superior.

The man quickly shut his mouth, not daring to say another word.

"Alright, let's get moving. I'll go chat with the guards at the North Gate to prevent them from gossiping and telling the city lord." The Lead Goat sighed and began the follow-up arrangements. "As for those onlookers, they're just commoners, and they're far away. They don't know what happened here, and they wouldn't dare to say anything in front of the city lord. They're irrelevant. Also, we must give a unified story: the car broke down on the road, and pregnant women are easily injured, so they didn't return until nightfall. Understand?"

"Yes, brother!"

Everyone unanimously agreed that they had considerable faith in this Lead Goat.

On the other side.

Ning Rongrong dismissed the Soul King and Soul Ancestor, letting them continue to hide in the shadows. She then wandered through several alleys and walked to another street. Based on her Martial Soul's connection to the Radiant Goddess Butterfly Egg, she found Zhou Qing again.

However, Zhou Qing waved to her, not wanting her to reveal that she knew him in front of Wang Shi.

Upon arriving at You Hui's house, Zhou Qing found You Hui's maid, Xiao Mei. Avoiding Wang Shi's gaze, he quietly handed her one hundred Gold Soul Coin, saying, "Please take care of this pregnant woman. She's from my hometown and was tricked into coming here. I rescued her, saying she needs help here..."

After listening to Zhou Qing's explanation, Xiao Mei said, "We don't need that much."

"It's alright, consider the rest as your tip, just please don't tell anyone."

"Oh well."

Xiao Mei accepted the hundred Gold Soul Coin, walked up to Wang Shi with a smile, and said to her, "We are temporarily short of a cook here. I wonder how good your cooking skills are?"

"Home-style dishes are definitely no problem!" Wang Shi said hurriedly, after all, cooking is much easier than taking care of children.

"Alright, I'll arrange accommodation for you first."

Xiao Mei then led Wang Shi to the guest room. The soft bed, the exquisite dressing table, and the antique screen made Wang Shi feel somewhat at a loss.

Is this a place for ordinary people to live?

It's so nice living in the city!

"Mainly because we only have one owner here, so there are quite a few vacant rooms," Xiao Mei explained with a smile.

"Well, I think I'll go familiarize myself with the kitchen first." Wang Shi was a little uncomfortable and wanted to get to work quickly.

But Xiao Mei said, "No need. Miss and her friends have gone out. They'll probably eat lunch and dinner out during this time. We usually only need to make breakfast."

"So easy?"

Wang Shi smacked her lips and muttered to herself, "No wonder everyone wants to go to the city..."

After confirming that Wang Shi would not cause any problems, Zhou Qing breathed a sigh of relief and quickly walked out of You Hui's courtyard to find Ning Rongrong was already waiting outside.

"I did you a favor, how are you going to thank me?" Ning Rongrong's sly eyes darted around, and she chuckled.

"How about I repay you with my body?"

Zhou Qing joked.

"Huh~"

Ning Rongrong drawled, "You're so young, how can you think about that kind of thing? Aren't you ashamed!"

"Then, shall I treat you to a meal at the best restaurant in Falling Star City?" Zhou Qing suggested.

"Alright, let's go to Welcome Spring Inn!"

Upon hearing the name "Welcome Spring Inn," Zhou Qing slapped his forehead, inwardly cursing himself for forgetting that Welcome Spring Inn was both an inn and a restaurant.

[Hopefully I won't run into Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo...]

However, the more people try to avoid fate, the more likely they are to encounter it unexpectedly.

As soon as I entered Welcome Spring Inn, I was greeted by two men.

A man in his prime, with a refined appearance and dressed in a white robe, was very pleasing to the eye.

The other one had a full head of white hair, but his expression was indifferent, giving people a sense of sharpness.

"Grandpa Sword!"

Ning Rongrong happily rushed into the old man's arms.

A slight curve appeared on the old man's expressionless face, like a patch of moss growing on a stubborn rock that had never changed in millennia.

This person is none other than Sword Douluo!

However, when Sword Douluo's two gazes fell on Zhou Qing, they were exceptionally sharp, as if they had transformed into two tangible swords, constantly drawing, pulling, lifting, parrying, striking, stabbing, pointing, collapsing, stirring, pressing, chopping, intercepting, and washing over him.

Zhou Qing could sense that Sword Douluo was using his Spiritual Power in conjunction with the fluctuations in Soul Power to test his bottom line.

But!

As a Titled Douluo, isn't it a bit excessive for you to test a One-Ring Soul Master like him?

"Greetings, Senior Sword Douluo."

Zhou Qing Bowing Body, clasped his hands in greeting, and made no attempt to conceal that he knew the other person.

In the presence of such a powerful figure, even the most cunning person will reveal various flaws due to the pressure of his formidable strength, thus incurring his displeasure.

Therefore, it's better to be more sincere.

"Oh? You know me?"

That's what they asked, but Sword Douluo wasn't surprised.

"I studied at the Nuoding Academy, and my teachers, in their spare time, explained to us students the well-known power dynamics on the continent," Zhou Qing stood up, looking directly at Sword Douluo. "Just like you, Sword Douluo, handsome, dashing, skilled in both literature and martial arts, and unrestrained..."

Sword Douluo's eyes turned strange.

The first half of the sentence answered his question fairly directly, but what's with the second half? Is he directly flattering himself? Isn't this style a bit too out of line?

Sword Douluo, who was already immune to such things, hurriedly interrupted, "Where did you learn all this at such a young age? You can't be Rongrong's friend like this!"

"Why--"

Zhou Qing sighed deeply, covered her face and wept, but no tears came. "It seems I've climbed too high for my dream..."

As he spoke, Zhou Qing subtly backed away until he reached the door, where he gave an extremely awkward smile and said, "Well then, I won't bother you any longer, I'm leaving now~"

Sword Douluo: "..."