Chapter 74: Talking Bad
Daoist Master Qin said after listening, “For Miaoxiang’s side, I know a few Nuoxi Masters. Wait until tomorrow morning, then I’ll contact them to go check the situation.”
He originally wanted to say tomorrow, but halfway through he realized it was already the next day, so he changed his words.
With his words, Xuan Xia felt relieved.
So the problem circled back to Ren Yaokun and the bell.
Thinking of the bell, she added, “Daoist Master Qin had better find the most trustworthy Nuoxi Master, and by the way, also inquire clearly about what’s going on with that bell.”
Daoist Master Qin nodded.
This indeed needed to be properly inquired about.
But in that case, it couldn’t just be asking the Nuoxi Masters from Miaoxiang’s side to step in; someone from their side still needed to go over.
Daoist Master Qin was already thinking whether to have Li Xinze go for a trip or send someone else.
While lost in thought, he suddenly heard Xuan Xia call him, “Daoist Master Qin.”
Daoist Master Qin hadn’t yet snapped back when he subconsciously responded first, then his gaze shifted to her, seriously watching her.
Under his gaze, Xuan Xia suddenly said, “Daoist Master Qin, Qin Yi is your nephew, right.”
This topic came without warning; Daoist Master Qin was stunned, his eyes even blinking. But he quickly recovered as usual.
Then, in a tone that revealed no emotions, he answered, “Yes.”
Xuan Xia followed with an “oh,” then put the water cup she was holding back on the tea table, looked up, and deliberately asked him, “Do you know how I found out?”
“…”
Silent for a second, Daoist Master Qin said “Hm?”
This response was truly clever, able to advance or retreat as needed.
Unfortunately, he ran into Xuan Xia, who was now carrying a satchel of explosives—no matter if you advance or retreat, she aimed for all-out bombardment.
“One time you asked Brother Li to bring me something, and he happened to run into it. Later he came to tell me about it, and that’s how I found out—you’re his little uncle.”
Xuan Xia said with a smile, “Don’t you think this fate is too marvelous.”
Daoist Master Qin didn’t respond immediately; after a quiet few seconds, he smiled and said, “Mm, you’re at the same school.”
“Right.” Xuan Xia had been waiting to continue; now she smoothly picked it up, “We’re in the same grade but different majors, though we knew each other when we entered school.”
Daoist Master Qin nodded calmly in expression.
Unsure if it was simply reacting to Xuan Xia’s words or confirming she wasn’t lying to him.
Xuan Xia glanced at his reaction, the corner of her mouth drooping slightly, and continued, “I was blind before—no, can’t put it that way. …I was once tempted by his looks, but now I’ve come to my senses.”
Daoist Master Qin: “…”
With words out like this, Xuan Xia suddenly felt relaxed and simply propped one hand on her leg, chin in hand, calmly saying, “He’s the blind one, yet he always thinks I’m blind like him and treasures himself. Little does he know my eyes were cured long ago. Not to speak ill, but with his arrogance, narcissism, blindness, and bad brain, don’t the adults in your family care at all?”
Daoist Master Qin, who originally had no expression, finally couldn’t hold back, lowering his eyes and head slightly.
“Daoist Master Qin, are you sneaking a laugh?” Xuan Xia asked him slowly.
Daoist Master Qin didn’t speak; after a moment, he raised his eyes again.
“No,” he said.
Xuan Xia looked into his eyes; though she said nothing, her gaze said “Do you think I believe you.”
Then she saw Daoist Master Qin raise the corner of his mouth.
Then heard him ask her with a laugh in his voice, “How is he blind?”
Xuan Xia: “…”
“That’s not the point!”
So Daoist Master Qin thought for a moment and said, “He’s not close to me, and I… don’t have much emotion toward him either.”
“So for all his flaws, I never thought to care. However…” He paused, glanced at Xuan Xia, and as if casually said, “If you think it’s necessary, I can manage him a bit.”
Ah, this…
Xuan Xia suddenly didn’t know how to interpret that last sentence.
Her original intent in badmouthing Qin Yi in front of him was just to tell him she had no connection to Qin Yi, and not to mistakenly categorize her.
But now Daoist Master Qin’s words felt like he was digging a pit for her.
Xuan Xia hoped it was just her overthinking, but she had to carefully consider how to respond.
She certainly didn’t want all her words to end up misinterpreted as just complaining about Qin Yi’s blindness—that would be all for nothing.
So Xuan Xia, like doing a big exam question, first seriously did some reading comprehension, and only when she felt confident did she start answering.
“Anyway, that’s how things are. I think from your elder’s perspective, you should manage him. He’s tarnished the reputation of your old Qin family. With so many flaws, people will misunderstand that your old Qin family has genetic shortcomings.”
“Really. If he hadn’t told me, I really couldn’t connect you two—the difference is too great.”
“But if you say you have no feelings for him, then if you suddenly manage him, won’t it make your relationship seem even more distant?”
“By the way, I suddenly remembered—he mentioned you with an attitude that didn’t seem close at all.”
Far from not close—she even wanted to repeat his exact words.
But thinking about it, better not make trouble for herself; just leave it like this.
Xuan Xia glanced at him, wondering how many points her answer would get. Her idle hand had already gone for the water cup—after saying so much, she was really thirsty now.
While drinking water, Xuan Xia thought broken-jar-falls-hard—if it still didn’t work, she’d just bluntly say “none of my business” to him.
Her sudden mention of Qin Yi was first to take the chance to state they had no relation, not wanting him in the way anymore; second, to sell out Qin Yi in exchange for clues on Ren Yaokun.
The focus was Ren Yaokun!
After she drank a small cup of water, the grading teacher Daoist Master Qin finally spoke.
He said very seriously, “I’m not very clear on this genetic shortcoming issue.”
Xuan Xia: “…” That’s it?
She couldn’t help suddenly recalling a saying: old guys are sly.
“Then don’t force it,” Xuan Xia said dryly.
Immediately, she awkwardly changed the topic, “Does Daoist Master Qin know which Ren Family Ren Yaokun is from? I heard there are two Ren Families in the Mystic Sect, one in the east and one in the south. With a name, can’t we find out which one?”
The other was quiet for a moment, finally willing to answer directly, “Those two Ren Families were originally one.”
Xuan Xia quickly asked, “And then?”
Daoist Master Qin sighed lightly before speaking, then said, “The southern Ren Family is the main house, the eastern one split off. As for the Ya generation, that’s a collateral branch of the Ren Family.”
“Once, that Ya generation produced someone capable; heard the Ren Family main house even intended to cultivate him, but later something went wrong, reputation ruined, and he was expelled from the Mystic Sect. After that, never heard of any more from the Ya generation entering the field, and the Ren Family stopped paying attention to that branch.”
Broken computer is wearing me out.
