Chapter 8: Is the Ninth Young Master a Genius or a Fool

But when I saw the increasingly brilliant sword light, I knew that the Snow Willow Palace had won

Ninth Young Master chuckled and said: "Ever since the Snow Willow Palace saved you once and saved Liu Qin once, and after breaking into the Iron Blood Gang's headquarters twice in a row, the security at the Iron Blood Gang's headquarters has become extremely tight. Moreover, Ye Qianhen seems to know that Liu Qin hates him to the bone, and he absolutely does not step out of the door under normal circumstances, let alone take that ten-month-old baby out. Given this opportunity, even if Liu Qin knows the danger, she probably wouldn't miss it, right? I heard that his martial arts skills have improved significantly since your incident, so his arrogance must have increased by a considerable margin as well, right? Furthermore, this is a matter that concerns you, so it is quite normal for him to act impulsively due to a moment of excitement, isn't it?"

Since experiencing that life-and-death separation, he has finally come to terms with the grievances and entanglements he had with Su Qing, and has begun to use his renowned weapon, the Snow Willow Sword, once again

Or, because that is where the leaf fibers are formed

Unfortunately, as soon as I came down from the mountain and saw him, I could not resist my cravings for tea and alcohol

I gazed at his face in silence and with greed, yet my heart could not maintain even the slightest calmness as my expression did, beating chaotically in my chest, almost audible in its irregular rhythm

Fuming with anger and hatred, I tucked the wine pouch at my waist, donned a veil, and rushed out with my sword in hand

Every household has closed its doors, every family has shut its windows, and no one is free from trembling in the terrifying sound of slaughter.

Yet the sound of the child's cries, one after another, has stirred another kind of sentiment within me

At last, Ye Qianhen's carriage appeared. Liu Qin, accompanied by Liu Yue, Han Shuang, and others, quickly rushed forward.

As predicted by Liu Qin and the Ninth Young Master, they soon changed into tight-fitting black clothing and swiftly rushed outside with Liu Yue, Han Shuang, and Xin Su, who were also dressed in similar masked black attire

It was not until his figure disappeared that I lowered my head and let out a soft sigh. Just as I was about to return to the side to fetch some wine to drink, I heard the Ninth Young Master laugh and say, "What, are you feeling sad?"

Liu Yue held the sword, intending to stab Ye Qianhen, when Jing Qiu pulled him back, signaling him to let her go

My skills are only about forty to fifty percent of what they used to be, while Liu Qin has almost acquired all of my original internal strength. His martial arts now surpass mine by an unknown margin, and I wouldn't dare to get too close to him. Fortunately, having spent a considerable amount of time in the Iron Blood Gang, I know the whereabouts of Long Zai Yuan, so I can keep a distant watch without fear of losing track of him for the time being

"Do you think Liu Qin will heed the warning on the note?" asked the Ninth Young Master, as he rubbed his face against my neck

He should have known long ago that I intended to follow Liu Qin to offer assistance, yet now he pretends to call for me, not knowing what scheme he is up to

Moreover, now that I know that child is mine, I will find a way to bring him back to my side.

I ignored him, took a couple of sips of wine, filled the newly purchased wine bag again, held it tightly, and only then did I feel somewhat at ease.

Returning once again to the bustling world of humanity, the only benefit is that I can finally enjoy wine and tea again. Since the age of ten, I have been passionate about tea; since the spring of my nineteenth year, I have been unable to part with wine. It was only when I was forced to remain in the mountains due to poison injuries that I realized that tea and wine were not as important as I had imagined.

Indeed, before long, Liu Qin embraced a delicate child and leaped out of the carriage. Ye Qianhen, with her hair disheveled, rushed out with a sword, calling out loudly: "Le'er! Le'er!"

It was only by returning to the crowd that I realized how lonely I truly was, very lonely, and utterly devoid of everything

Without even mentioning the source of the top-secret information regarding the Iron Blood Gang and the Snow Willow Palace, just looking at his current well-reasoned analysis, he no longer resembles that foolish young man who only had eyes for male beauty

Is my son called Le'er

I cast him a cold glance, turned to the side, and said: "Liu Qin is very clever; she knows how to protect herself"

Although the child is important, I do not want Liu Qin to take risks for him. After all, the child is still young, and he can completely seek other opportunities to obtain it, without needing to rush at this moment

With a helpless sigh, I will move the chair to the window, watching the deepening twilight while sipping wine one mouthful after another

Could it be that while I bestowed upon him my internal strength, I also imparted my own youthful ignorance to him

The clash of weapons, the cold light piercing the moon, the murderous intent chilling to the bone, accompanied by the sounds of screams and the cries of children, shattered the tranquility of the alleyway

I truly cannot discern whether this neurotic Ninth Prince is a genius or a fool. At times, his foolishness and ignorance can be infuriating, while at other times, he is astutely clever to a terrifying degree

The sound is already extremely piercing and not feigned

Only the swordsmanship of the Young Master of Snow Willow, with its boundless elegance, can possess such a dazzling and piercing chill as that of the Snow Willow Sword

In his veins flows my blood; his small body continues my life, and it can even be said that he is another form of my existence.

"Hello, hello, Xiao Su'er..." The Ninth Young Master was anxiously calling out half in earnest and half in jest from outside, but I paid him no mind

The esteemed Lord Yan Yitian has made an astute observation; this Ninth Young Master is indeed extraordinary. Beneath a facade of foolishness, he may very well possess a heart as intricate as a seven-pore exquisite gem.

Yes, I am waiting. Waiting to confirm whether Liu Qin will still arrogantly try to take that child. That window allows me to see clearly the doors and windows of the room where Liu Qin is. If Liu Qin goes out, I will naturally be able to see her.

Through the veil, Liu Qin looked at Ye Qianhen with a gaze that was extremely cold and disdainful, yet devoid of any murderous intent. It was unclear whether this was because she was my nominal wife or because she was the mother of my son

Every day, gazing at the waterfall, I foolishly think of Liu Qin, which can also replace tea and wine

Without Liu Qin, I have nothing at all

I do not wish to take risks; I would rather wait. Therefore, I hope that Liu Qin, like me, will quietly await the opportunity

Seeing them crouched in a secluded corner, I also found a spot under an eave, opened the wine pouch, and quietly waited while drinking the wine

That is my flesh and blood

He ...! ... His IQ is surprisingly lower than that of this crazy Ninth Prince!

Alternatively, my feelings are not particularly deep for children whose births I have not witnessed with my own eyes

But no one has gone to great lengths to prepare dozens of top-quality teas for me again, I am left with only wine, which I bought with the silver given to me by Lin Qiuxiao

However, I am not willing to take too great a risk for him, even for myself

But in fact, I was disappointed

Are you waiting?" Young Master Jiu curiously looked out the window.