Why do I have so many masters?-Chapter 555 - 195: Once an Immortal Calculated Fate (5200 words, 2-in-1)_2

"Yuchi, I thought you descended from Qingfeng Edge this time because your grandfather was lying ill in bed and you needed to rush back home to visit him,"

"Is there no problem with you staying here in Jing Feng City for such a long time now?"

Yuchi Jie waved his hands and laughed while repeatedly saying:

"No problem, no problem."

"My old man sent me a secret message saying that I shouldn't hurry back, he's actually not sick at all. He was just teasing me earlier. If you don't believe me, you can ask Old Lu. He's the one who gave me the secret message."

Pointing at his house guard, Yuchi Jie paused, then chuckled and said:

"Brother Wang, you see I don't need to go back home now, and it wouldn't be good to go back up Qingfeng Edge so soon after coming down. I'm like a man without a home. Brother Wang, if you don't mind, how about we travel together for a while?"

Wang Anfeng fell silent.

Though he wanted to sincerely tell Yuchi Jie that he really, really minded, it was hard to resist the hand that feeds you; he couldn't say anything after having accepted so much hospitality last night.

Moreover, during their encounter yesterday, although Yuchi Jie talked non-stop, he also reminded him and Gong Yu about the strategy of encircling Wei to save Zhao, so he couldn't bring himself to express his disdain, and simply nodded, saying:

"Naturally, I have no objections."

Yuchi Jie clapped his hands, exaggerated a bow to Wang Anfeng, and then said cheerily:

"Then it's settled."

"I hope for Brother Wang's kind attention in the future."

Wang Anfeng sighed inwardly, thinking about having to deal with Yuchi Jie—who he viewed as a pile of rubbish like Lv Baiping, and Gong Yu who was bad at recognizing people—he felt that their journey would be much more lively than he had anticipated. He slightly nodded and said:

"Of course."

The two stood chatting for a brief moment, and when Wang Anfeng intended to continue back to his guest room to understand the sword momentum of the Jue Que Sword, he took his leave. Yuchi Jie said he still wanted to get some fresh air nearby and didn't go up, just seeing off Wang Anfeng and Great Uncle Jian as the young and old left.

The smile at the corners of Yuchi Jie's mouth faded somewhat.

When not laughing or behaving foolishly, he actually looked quite handsome, especially his clear eyes. His appearance was very much that of a scholarly gentleman, though of course, this might mainly be due to his martial incompetence.

In his view, weakness had always been the key to maintaining his good looks and the demeanor of a gentleman.

If it wasn't for his family's substantial wealth, it would have been impossible for him to behave so capriciously.

Of course, it seemed his grandfather was even more capricious than he was this time.

Yuchi Jie stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes gradually reflecting a serene light.

The old man had always taken him along, saying that when he was young, he had once met an Immortal who foretold his fortune, predicting three major turns of fate in his life: the first to climb atop the dragon scales and rise to the heavens, the second to turn misfortune into good fortune and avoid disaster, and the third to be blessed with descendants and a hundred years of wealth and honor.

Looking back on his life now, two had already come to pass.

The first was when the old man, in his middle age, resolutely sold everything and used Full Strength to help a Scholar in white cross the river into the Imperial Palace of Yan Country.

The second, in obedience to the last secret order of Divine Martial Mansion, he became the first to betray the Mansion Master, ascending to the Second Rank and gaining control of a region's military power, with his third uncle handling the Shattered Divine Weapon and being called a Pillar of the State.

The third, could it be here?

Yuchi Jie closed his eyes, thought of what his grandfather had written in the letter, and let his mind wander. He reflected on Qingfeng Edge, where one could break through three thousand miles of heavenly lights and sea of clouds with a single sword, and on the inn's grandmaster capable of facing an entire army alone.

Was it Qingfeng Edge...

Or was it Hong Luoyu?

The house guard Old Lu, seeing the young master in front of him silent and seemingly contemplating something serious, although his expression remained stoic, he couldn't help but feel a slight inexplicable sensation stirring.

To him, the Family Head, in his eyes, lived a life akin to legend.

Before the age of forty-five he was unknown and destitute, but once he gained power, he rose with the wind. During the chaos of war among the countries that began twenty years ago, he climbed over the bones of Famous Generals, at one point leading three thousand soldiers to surprise an enemy from the rear within a fortnight.

A man of surprising strategies and good at making critical decisions, even if he couldn't be called the top strategist in the world, he was certainly one of the individuals closest to that tier.

So, as the grandson and even the descendant he valued the most, Yuchi Jie should not be so frivolous; could it be he has been biding his time all along...

Yuchi Jie took a sidestep, looked toward the house guard, pondered, and then said in a gentle tone:

"Old Lu."

Old Lu bowed respectfully and said gravely:

"Your subordinate is here."

Yuchi Jie glanced around, then looking at the house guard, he seriously proposed:

"Let's be cautious and make a trip to the Brothel, I think..."

Old Lu was stunned.

Looking at Yuchi Jie's face full of righteous ardor, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

This damned fellow, he had actually thought he had reformed...

Damned fellow!!

After a moment of silence, Old Lu, who was always proper and especially so since his marriage, looked toward his young master whose eyes brimmed with longing, without a hint of expression, pointed to Lv Baiping coming downstairs and yawning, looked at the unnerved Yuchi Jie, and shook his head solemnly, saying:

"No, young master."

"You don't want to."

Wang Anfeng ascended slowly to the third floor, his gaze penetrating the carved window lattice and falling on Yuchi Jie in the courtyard; his steps faltered briefly. While this young man was lacking in martial skills, he exuded an aura of Military Family ferocity.

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Having spent a considerable amount of time with Baili and Gongsun, and being particularly sensitive to such auras of killing intent, he was absolutely sure of what he sensed.