Chapter 154: I’m Not A Thing!
“Pfft~” Chu Yu couldn’t hold back and burst out laughing.
Young Master Qian, as the legitimate eldest son of the Imperial Merchant Qian family and the next heir, had always had smooth sailing since birth and had never suffered such great grievance. A village girl from a godforsaken little mountain village actually dared to speak to him like this—it was simply a supreme humiliation!
His face turned ashen as he pointed at Lin Xin. “What the hell are you? How dare you speak to me like that? Do you even know who I am?”
Lin Xin shook her skirt hem, flicking off a little worm that had landed on it, then said leisurely, “What does how I speak have to do with who you are? Also, what the hell are you? And you’re asking me this question?”
“I’m not a thing! Bah! Bah bah bah······ Urp~” Before he could finish spouting the rest of his nonsense, he felt something enter his mouth. He instinctively bit down with his teeth, and a burst of both fishy and bitter juice flooded his entire mouth. He spat for a long time but still felt it wasn’t clean, and he couldn’t help retching in disgust.
“Young Master, Young Master······” Some of the attendants behind him rushed forward to surround and check on him, while others pointed at Lin Xin and started clamoring loudly, shouting that she had offended the Qian family and would pay for it later.
“Aren’t we in a hurry to get on the road? Let’s go!” Lin Xin couldn’t be bothered with them. It wasn’t a good time to take action now—there would be plenty of chances to teach these people a lesson later. She said this to Chu Yu.
Chu Yu held back his laughter and cupped his fists toward Young Master Qian, who was taking a water flask from his subordinates and rinsing his mouth furiously. “Young Master Qian, if there’s no further instruction, we’ll be on our way. There’s important business waiting for us in the Capital City!”
“Bah~” He spat out the water in his mouth. Though the fishy bitter taste still lingered, it was much better than before. Young Master Qian could at least barely hold back from vomiting. Originally, his plan was to confirm there was no one they were looking for in the horse carriage, then mock Chu Yu a bit and let him go. But facing Chu Yu’s seemingly provocative words and actions, a surge of malice rushed straight to his head. Without thinking, he lunged directly toward Lin Xin in the horse carriage.
Then······
With a “bang,” he flew back even faster than he had lunged forward, crashing to the ground. After spitting out a mouthful of blood, he clutched his kicked stomach and curled into a ball.
Lin Xin slowly withdrew her foot, straightened her skirt hem again, and glanced lightly at Young Master Qian who had fallen to the ground. “Can we go now?”
Though Young Master Qian wanted to stop them, his reason had been kicked back into place by that foot. Knowing he couldn’t stop them with his own abilities, he simply pretended to be in too much pain to respond.
Lin Xin sneered. “Let’s go!”
“Alright!” Chu Yu didn’t hesitate at all and raised the horse whip in his hand.
Young Master Qian was in so much pain he was sucking in cold air through his teeth, but he still couldn’t stop his cheap mouth. After roughly panting two breaths, he said in a lowered but still clearly audible voice to everyone, “Chu Yu, I didn’t expect that after losing Little Lian, you’ve found yourself a shrew! Just don’t know how many kicks that body of yours can withstand!”
The people following behind him started jeering almost the instant his words fell, showing that such things happened often on normal days—their coordination was perfectly in sync!
Chu Yu’s gaze suddenly turned gloomy. He gripped the horse whip tightly, repeatedly telling himself that Your Highness was still in the carriage—leaving here was the most important thing.
Seeing his reaction, Young Master Qian finally felt like he had gotten one back, and his mood improved greatly. After the initial sharp pain in his stomach eased, he felt much better. He had just thought to get up when suddenly he felt as if several needles were stabbing him at once. He couldn’t hold back and cried out “Ah!”
“Young Master, what’s wrong?” His attendants were startled by his miserable cry and forgot to keep jeering. They all crowded over and tried to help him up from the ground.
“Ah~” The attendant closest to him suddenly let out the same miserable scream. His body began shaking violently, and soon he involuntarily fell to the ground.
Right after, two more people did the same thing. The remaining ones exchanged glances and cautiously stopped in their tracks.
Suddenly, a faint bloody smell spread through the air. The uninjured ones became alert, forming a circle back-to-back with their eyes scanning everywhere within sight, trying to find the cause of Young Master Qian and his three companions being injured and collapsing.
But they found nothing.
Chu Yu also smelled the bloody scent and was startled inwardly, raising his vigilance to the highest level.
A satisfied arc hung at the corner of Lin Xin’s mouth. She lightly snapped her right fingers, and the four led by Young Master Qian started another round of miserable screams.
Chu Yu’s body trembled slightly. If not for remembering that Your Highness was still in the horse carriage, he would almost have jumped down to see what was going on.
“Let’s go! They shouldn’t have the mood to stop us now.” Lin Xin’s indifferent voice came from inside the horse carriage.
Chu Yu reflexively urged the horse carriage forward, but waves of shock surged in his heart. If he wasn’t mistaken, Young Master Qian and the others’ screams were definitely related to Miss Lin. But he clearly hadn’t felt her leave the horse carriage—so how had she achieved it?
Next, they encountered a continuous stream of people rushing this way. Some avoided their horse carriage, while others deliberately approached it. Both of them knew the other side wanted to confirm whether the person they intended to ambush was really in the horse carriage.
This time, it wasn’t just Chu Yu—even Lin Xin was unusually compliant, letting those people use all sorts of bizarre methods to approach the horse carriage and peer inside.
This happened three times, with increasingly longer intervals between. After the last time, no one approached their horse carriage again until dawn.
Chu Yu let out a deep breath, knowing they had temporarily passed this hurdle.
“Miss Lin, the town is ahead. Should we go in or bypass it from outside?” Chu Yu now fully believed what Mo Ziyuan had told him: “On this road, it’s best to listen to Miss Lin’s opinion more.” He pointed at the fork ahead and asked her.
“Bypass it. Go forward a bit and find a place to stop. After lunch, you rest a while and I’ll drive.” Lin Xin lifted the carriage curtain and looked outside, seeing they had covered a third of the journey, then said this.
“No need to rest. Back when marching and fighting, going three to five days without sleep was normal.” No matter what, Chu Yu wouldn’t dare enter the horse carriage to rest with Lin Xin and Your Highness, and he quickly refused.
“Alright then.” Lin Xin thought for a moment, then took out an iron box of modified “missile heads” she had collected in the apocalypse from her space and handed it to Chu Yu through the curtain. “Eat one if you get sleepy.”
“This is······” Chu Yu took it in hand, then opened the iron box packaging. Caught off guard, a sour smell that went straight to his brain assaulted his nose, and he immediately felt saliva flowing “whoosh whoosh” down both sides of his tongue.
