Chapter 620 - 293: What If_6

The person patted their chest, their eyes swirling in confusion, as if harboring many sneaky thoughts.

...

Outside the prison gate.

"So long?"

Ding Hui furrowed her brows slightly.

"The prison is huge, I just strolled around a bit. Punishing the wicked and eradicating evil is my duty!"

The light of righteousness almost shone down.

Unfortunately, Ding Hui rolled her eyes and couldn’t be bothered with him.

Fang Yu hurriedly followed, helping her walk.

Qian Guxing watched their retreating figures, her expression complex, and finally, she sighed.

"Compared to Lord Ding Hui, I really don’t have any advantage..."

Being originally somewhat sensitive and fragile, comparing herself with such an outstanding person made Qian Guxing want to shut the world out.

Moreover, she had no idea that Ding Hui and Diao Deyi were on good terms??

The prison guards behind her, seeing Qian Guxing’s reaction, tightened their faces, anxious.

In fact, the gossip about Ding Hui and Diao Deyi had reached the prison, but the guards, fearing Qian Guxing’s violent wrath, carefully controlled the spread of the news to keep it from reaching Qian Guxing.

Adding to that, the control the guards had over the prisoners helped in containing the information well.

Yet, they had not anticipated that the news would leak in such a manner.

Luckily... Miss Qian didn’t seem particularly angry??

However, they couldn’t understand that being upset also had its conditions.

If the gap was too great and one was self-aware, the comparison would only make one feel undeserving.

Her gaze drifted into the distance, as Diao Deyi and another had disappeared from view; at the same time, a group of brightly-dressed people approached?

"Miss Qian Guxing?"

The leader was a man dressed like a bookish messenger.

"My young master wishes to invite you to a gathering at San Lang Tower. These are gifts for our first meeting, nothing too expensive, please accept them."

Qian Guxing composed her expression, showing indifference.

"Your young master? Bai Kang?"

"Yes."

"I’ve heard about the scandal of an illegitimate daughter in the Bai Family. Your young master is not helping his family with this matter, but has time to invite me?"

...The man immediately stiffened, forcing a couple awkward laughs.

"The affairs of the Bai Family are beyond me, I’m just here to pass the message, Miss Qian, please don’t make things difficult for us."

"Then tell your young master, I won’t go."

The bookish guy, as if expecting this answer, smiled and said, "My young master said, if Miss Qian would honor us with her presence, he can back you up for keeping your position as a top-ranked prison guard. I believe you understand the influence of our Bai Family; for a mere prison guard’s job, my young master still has a say."

Soft approach won’t work, so switch to hardball? Disgusting!

Miss Qian turned her back and walked away.

The bookish messenger was taken aback and hurriedly wanted to follow, but was stopped by prison guards on either side.

"Big brother, acting like this, are you trying to break into the prison?"

"Sir, our lord said she won’t go, please leave."

Seeing this, the bookish messenger took a deep breath, not flustered, but simply said, "Miss Qian, my young master is not one to give up easily, I think you will think it over. I will visit again another day."

He gestured, and he along with his entourage and a cart full of gifts, left.

In the prison, Qian Guxing let out a sigh.

There are signs of an upcoming storm in the prison; I wonder if Diao Deyi’s identity can hold the fort...

...

"Is this your home??"

The intense stench almost killed Fang Yu.

Ding Hui’s large house was initially quite impressive.

But once inside, the chaotic decor, the dirt piled on the ground, the time-hardened black viscous substance almost made Fang Yu vomit.

Fang Yu: ???

"What’s going on with you? You live in a pigsty???"

Ding Hui glanced at him sideways.

"What’s this? When I was at Research Demon Mansion, it was normal for me not to bathe for seven or eight days, blood stains from demons on the floor, never bothered me. You should get used to it too, a real man shouldn’t sweat the small stuff."

Fang Yu: ???

I shouldn’t sweat your nonsense!

You slob, have some self-respect!

You acted quite normal at my place, doing dishes, sweeping the floor... Wait! You never swept the floor! Just did the dishes!

Fang Yu’s suspicious glance began to investigate Ding Hui.

"Do you... always live like this?"

"Yeah."

Ding Hui claimed boldly, without hiding anything.

"Aren’t you afraid of getting sick?"

"What sickness could I have, if I’m sick I can handle it myself."

After a pause, Ding Hui said, "Help me to bed, I’ll be fine after some sleep, we’ll gather at the prison tomorrow morning."

Gather your ass! Can you even sleep in this sty??

Fang Yu discovered, this person truly had a rough attitude towards life.

"Haven’t you thought about hiring a servant to clean up? To take care of your daily life?"

"No need, I’m used to being alone."

Fang Yu had nothing more to say.

What’s the saying, respect others’ destinies.

Letting go, Fang Yu allowed her to go back to her room by herself.

But just as Fang Yu turned around, he heard a thump from someone falling behind him.

Fang Yu:...

With an expressionless face, he turned around, and Ding Hui was cursing a package on the ground.

"What the hell is this, don’t look at me! I could navigate around the house’s decor with my eyes closed! This thing is definitely not mine!"

Okay, I believe you, fine.

He looked down at the square package; Ding Hui was angrily tearing it open.

Judging from her look, she really didn’t know what it was.

After unwrapping the outer layer, an iron medicine furnace appeared before them, with a letter on top.

"To Lord Ding Hui, a gift of one [Purple Gold Eight Light Furnace], please honor [Medicine Cloud Pavilion] with a visit tomorrow. — Old Man Yun."

Medicine Cloud Pavilion?

Eh!

Sounds familiar.

Upon careful consideration, Fang Yu suddenly slapped his thigh.

"Divine Doctor!"

Ding Hui was puzzled.

"What Divine Doctor?"

"[Medicine Cloud Pavilion], Doctor Yun! He needs something from you?"

Ding Hui rolled her eyes.

"His medical skill is way off, just a reputation."

Is that so...

Fang Yu scratched his head.

Clueless.

Maybe just as Ding Hui stated, he became famous early in his medical career, gained a reputation.

But Doctor Yun’s Medicine Pills seem pretty good; Fang Yu still keeps them.

"What does he want from you? Are you two close?"

Fang Yu asked curiously.

Unexpectedly, Ding Hui gave a surprising answer.

"He wants to trade for a new brain."

Huh?↑