Chapter 37: This World is Really Toxic
Ye Ning, who had been deceived emotionally, felt deeply hurt.
He left Spring Wind Pavilion in a daze.
The cold wind brushed against his clothes.
His body wasn’t cold.
His heart was!
How did things turn out this way?
According to the plan, he should have ascended to heaven by now.
But who was to blame for this?
Slap!
Ye Ning slapped himself.
“Serves you right for talking too much!” He truly hated himself.
Why did he have to say so much nonsense?
It was satisfying to show off for a moment, but it ended up ruining everything.
But then again, it wasn’t entirely his fault.
Logically, a person who could be a spy should be someone who was cautious, shrewd, and determined.
How could someone just casually abandon darkness for light because of a few words from him?
Ye Ning really wanted to find the ruler of the Rakshasa Country and ask, “Are your spies this incompetent?
“Are they even qualified to do espionage work?
“Go to bed, elementary school students!
“It’s not my fault. It’s the people of this world who are really toxic!”
Ye Ning sighed.
It was late at night.
He looked around and became even more worried.
The capital’s public security was poor.
Every night, ruffians and scoundrels would come out to cause trouble.
Why was there no one to bother him, a seemingly weak scholar walking alone outside?
Forget it.
Stop thinking about it.
Go home.
These annoying matters only get more irritating the more you think about them.
Of course, he wouldn’t know that although he seemed to be alone, the secret service had arranged a team of their best agents to guard him.
Those ruffians and scoundrels were knocked out and thrown into alleys before they could get close to him.
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After Ye Ning returned, Luzhu walked into the pavilion.
Xiao Qianqian was gently plucking the strings of a zither, playing “High Mountains and Flowing Water,” the piece Ye Ning had played.
Relying on her extraordinary memory, she had memorized it. Now, as she played, the sound lingered like celestial music, endlessly enchanting.
“Miss, your playing is much better than that bad guy’s.”
After the piece ended, Luzhu praised with a smile.
This compliment was unbiased.
After all, Ye Ning’s skill in playing the zither was mediocre at best. Without the sheet music, he was no match for Xiao Qianqian.
“That’s not fair to say. I’m just better at playing the zither… Although his words were harsh, he indeed has talent. Just looking at this sheet music, it’s hard to imagine what kind of genius could create such a composition.”
Xiao Qianqian thought of the scene when she showed “High Mountains and Flowing Water” to her teacher.
Her teacher had gone crazy, holding the sheet music, crying and laughing, and locked themselves in a room to study it.
This clearly showed how great this piece was.
“I’m a bit puzzled. If that bad guy can create such music, why isn’t his playing skill higher?”
Luzhu asked in confusion.
“Probably because he’s not devoted to this path.” Xiao Qianqian thought for a moment and said, “Look at Ye Ning’s background information. Since childhood, he appeared average, like an ordinary person. But now, it seems he was hiding his abilities. Whether in poetry, calligraphy, or music, he has extraordinary talent, but he doesn’t immerse himself in it.”
Luzhu still didn’t understand. “Then why does he act this way?”
Xiao Qianqian smiled and said, “That’s what makes him remarkable. Anyone else would have used their poetry, calligraphy, and music to gain fame, but he endures solitude because he knows these are just minor pursuits. His ambition is to save Great Zhou!”
If Ye Ning were here, he would definitely touch Xiao Qianqian’s forehead and say. “Woman, are you having a fever?”
When did he ever have such a lofty ambition to save Great Zhou?
But from Xiao Qianqian’s perspective,
Ye Ning’s actions, his words, and deeds all indicated he was a patriot and a true hero.
“Is that so?” Luzhu, being young, didn’t fully grasp it, only understanding a bit.
“Alright, these are not for you to worry about. By the way, has Ye Ning returned home?”
Xiao Qianqian ruffled her hair.
“The spies reported that Lord Ye has returned home safely,” Luzhu immediately replied.
“Good.” Xiao Qianqian showed a serious expression, saying, “But we can’t have people always guarding around him. To truly ensure his safety, we need to place someone by his side to protect him secretly. Have you chosen the person I asked for?”
Luzhu, focusing on the serious matter, took out a thick dossier from a secret compartment.
“Yes, the best candidate has been selected from this batch of spies. She has exceptional talent in cultivation. According to the original plan, she should be sent to infiltrate the Immortal Sect, which is the best use of her talents.”
Xiao Qianqian shook her head and said.
“One more spy in the Immortal Sect won’t change Great Zhou, but losing one Ye Ning would be a huge loss for Great Zhou.”
She picked up the dossier and carefully reviewed it, her brows slightly furrowed.
“It’s her?”
A stubborn little girl kneeling before her years ago appeared in her mind.
“Why did you join the secret service?”
“I want revenge! I want to use the blood of my enemies to honor my parents and relatives!”
Xiao Qianqian felt a bit nostalgic.
“Has she grown so much already?”
Luzhu looked at her face and cautiously asked, “Miss, is she not suitable?”
Xiao Qianqian hesitated for a moment and said, “She’ll do, but convey my message to her. Keep her mouth shut and don’t let Ye Ning hear anything he shouldn’t!”