"Young master, you mustn't go to the Liu residence!"
Hearing Xu Taiping say he was going to the Liu residence, Fang Lian'er froze, just like the surrounding onlookers, but she immediately warned him.
"Young master, the Liu Clan would still have some reservations if you went to Crouching Dragon Alley. Going to Liu Residence really would be a lamb walking into a tiger's den."
Seeing that Xu Taiping remained unmoved, Fang Lian'er wiped the tears from her face hard and added this with a deeply solemn expression.
"Cough... cough, cough..."
Just then, Fang Lian'er's grandfather, the old storyteller, slowly sat up from the ground.
"Young master, this old man is still alive. Please don't quarrel with her again."
The old man also urged Xu Taiping in a weak voice.
Xu Taiping glanced at the old man, then at Fang Lian'er, who was crouching to help him up, before asking with a smile:
"Sir, you must have traveled to quite a few places?"
"This old man... followed his master far and wide from childhood. I have indeed been to quite a few places."
The old storyteller nodded in some confusion, unsure why Xu Taiping was asking this.
As the Bone-Regenerating Pill took effect, he could already stand upright with his granddaughter's support.
"Then, judging by your experience, sir, do you think they'll let the matter rest under these circumstances?"
As Xu Taiping spoke, he turned to glance at the Liu Clan mother and son.
Liu Cheng had already returned to his carriage. Only the Wicked Woman remained beside it, looking at Xu Taiping with a beaming smile.
She looked entirely as though she already had Xu Taiping in her pocket.
The surrounding onlookers had long grown accustomed to such scenes. Quite a few had even begun gloating, silently cursing Xu Taiping