Chapter 47: A Eagle and A Dog (Part One)
Although they had traveled together for a while, Xiang Qingniu still kept a distance from Mu Xiaoyao. Even when he was forced to stay in the same compartment, he chose a spot furthest away from Mu Xiaoyao.
Fang Jie was sure that this daoist wasn’t trying to use this low-level method to attract Mu Xiaoyao’s attention. When Xiang Qingniu looked at Mu Xiaoyao or any other woman, he would sweat profusely.
Fang Jie asked Xiang Qingniu if a woman left unforgettable memories in his mind when he was young, making him fearful of all women, but Xiang Qingniu wouldn’t say anything.
After Fang Jie helped Xiang Qingniu take care of the issue of not having energy when hungry, the latter quickly dragged Fang Jie out of the compartment before sitting down beside Da Quan. Xiang Qingniu only recovered after panting for a while; a charming woman like Mu Xiaoyao gave him too much pressure.
Xiang Qingniu saw the slight disappointment in Fang Jie’s eyes when the latter looked at the caravan fleet of Beckon of the Red Sleeve in the front, and he knew that Fang Jie was feeling a little uncomfortable now that the people of Beckon of the Red Sleeve distanced themselves away on purpose.
Xiang Qingniu smiled and said, “This is a part of human nature; you don’t need to blame them for being cold.”
Fang Jie shook his head and said, “This world is cold to begin with. I would only shovel the snow before my door and wouldn’t pay attention to others. How can I hope that others will risk their lives for me? There aren’t as many heroes and heroines as those in stories.”
“Look at you,” Xiang Qingniu mocked, “You are feeling sad, yet you are trying to hide it and act calm.”
Fang Jie froze for a second before wanting to kick this fatty off the horse-drawn carriage.[Support the real translators and read on Noodletown Translations for free.]
The fatty quickly put up his hands and begged while flattering, “In my opinion, you don’t need to act normal when feeling bad. Just chase after them and travel with them. If it were me, I would do this, and they wouldn’t be able to kick me away.”
“There is no need to drag others into trouble,” Fang Jie sighed, “Although I’m not a good person, I just can’t bring myself to do certain things.”
He suddenly thought of something when he said this, and he turned toward Cui Lueshang who was riding on his horse on the side in silence. This young master of the Cui Family was struck repeatedly by what happened recently, and his expression was ugly. It was hard to tell if he was sad over the deaths of his guards, but he hadn’t spoken for an entire day. Since Fang Jie and others buried the corpses of Cui Lueshang’s guards, this young master hadn’t said anything.
Fang Jie said a few words and tried to comfort Cui Lueshang, but the latter didn’t respond
“Brother Cui,” Fang Jie called out, and Cui Lueshang turned to look at him without saying anything.
Fang Jie thought for a second and said, “I shouldn’t say this, but it must be said. I know that you are loyal to friends, but I must warn you in this case. We aren’t the same type of people; you don’t need to get involved in this. The caravan fleet of Beckon of Red Sleeve is protected by a master, so you can travel with them. Even if you only follow them closely, it would be more than 100 times safer compared to staying close to me.”
Cui Lueshang froze for a second before shaking his head.
Fang Jie continued, “After all, we only met, so you don’t have to travel with me. You must have guessed that these assassins’ background isn’t ordinary; you will be in trouble if they target you as well. Why would you waste your future?”
Cui Lueshang was silent for a while before saying to Fang Jie earnestly, “We aren’t casual acquaintances.”
Fang Jie was frustrated and almost wanted to laugh. He replied, “Regardless of what relationship we have, you don’t need to stay.”