Payment (3)
âWhat do you mean?â asked the duke, a little confused.
âI mean, donât act like youâre poor to avoid paying the bills. Even if you could trick everyone here, youâd still have a very horrible ending. There was once a rich man who pretended to be poor, and no one knew he was rich- he still got his punishment in the end!â recalled Pope Eden. That incident was truly unbelievable.
âWhat happened to him?â asked the duke. The people around him were no longer listening as if they had lost interest. Perhaps they knew.
âNothing much, only our confused genius doctor accidentally prescribed the wrong medication so he itched all over for an entire day. Heâd scratched his skin off in the end, begging the doctor to save him. Our genius doctor only said, in shock, âwhy did you eat the wrong medicine?ââ explained the pope in awe.
ââŠâ The duke fell silent. From the popeâs stories, he seemed to feel the pain of the rich man, and at the same time see how infuriating Ye Langâs cluelessness was.
That was why he decided to not do anything to Ye Lang, for not only was it bad for himself, heâd also get punished for it. The best way was to pay the ten thousand gold coins as told.
That decision saved him from a disaster, for he wouldâve had awful consequences if he attempted anything!
No one knew why people who tricked Ye Lang would always end up eating the wrong medicine. If it were only because of Ye Lang giving them the wrong medicine, then theyâd start to suspect Ye Lang was doing it on purpose- that he wasnât as clueless as they thought after all.
In reality, the problem didnât only lie with Ye Lang prescribing the wrong medicine, the customer took the wrong packet sometimes!
This felt almost supernatural. Everyone thought Ye Lang must have been protected by a god or why would such coincidence happen? âThatâs good, there arenât too many people here. Mom, if youâre tired, Iâll carry you over there for a rest. Iâll stand in line!â Chen Pi was used to lines like this. It wasnât the first time theyâd visited a doctor.
âAlright, it feels good here!â said the old woman.
âMm, I feel great too,â Chen Pi then went to stand in line.
At this point, Ye Lanyu still had to deal with that duck because sheâd just hit him. He wanted to take advantage of this opportunity!
âGet your sorry ass far away or youâre dead!â said Ye Lanyu coldly.
âYou look so pretty when youâre angry, can we be friends,â continued the duke stupidly, even shaking his sparse hair a little.
âI know Iâm pretty, I donât need you to tell me that!â Ye Lanyu decided to attack first by waving her hands, freezing his feet to the ground so he couldnât follow her.
â??â The duke was about to follow her but looked down when he noticed his feet felt like theyâd grown roots into the ground.
âWhatâs this? Is that ice?â shrieked the duke, panicking at the sight of Ye Lanyuâs ice.
â?!â Pope Eden stared at the dukeâs feet as if he couldnât believe his eyes. While he could guess it was Ye Lanyuâs doing, he didnât know when Ye Lanyu had used her magic on the duke.
Not only the pope, but even the Light Riders were also equally confused. No one knew when Ye Lanyu had attacked.
They couldnât believe someone could use magical powers right under their noses without them realising it. While they werenât paying full attention to her, it was still something not anyone can do.
Looks like this pretty girl was secretly an expert in magic. Her age and her skill levels didnât match at all. âMy lord, looks like youâve insulted someone you shouldnât have insulted. Take this as a lesson! Since the pope himself came to help you, then weâll excuse ourselves!â said the few Light Riders as they went back into the House of Confusion to their posts.
âYou bitch! You just wait!â The duke was mad. He was already mad before, but heâd wanted to tease the girl to let some steam off. Too bad he was played by Ye Lanyu instead, embarrassing himself in front of everyone again.
âYou think Iâm scared of you? Will you send your men after us?â she mocked.
âHmmph!â
The duke huffed, then took a small cylinder with a tassel out. Raising it high towards the sky, he used the other hand to pull its little tail.
Pew!
A ray of light shot out from the tube, accompanied by a piercing sound as it flew up into the skies.
Wasnât that a flare gun? Was he summoning his men?
âFireworks in the day? Whoâs THAT stupid?â said Ye Lanyu and Ye Lang at the same time, although they were at different places.
âYe Lanyu, those are not fireworks!â
âSir, those are not fireworks!â
The seventh princess and Alvin (by Ye Langâs side) said at the same time, though neither explained what it was for the siblings both saidâ
âIâm sure they are!â
Alright, alright, if you say so! A flare gun was technically a kind of firecracker, albeit they had different functions.
âWhatâs the meaning of this?â frowned the pope. It was obvious he didnât like the idea of the duke summoning soldiers.
The duke didnât notice the popeâs frown, only replying excitedly, âI want to teach this disrespectful bitch a lesson!!â
âAnd you want to teach her a lesson here?â asked the pope in a low voice.
The duke still hadnât noticed anything off, merely nodding, âYes, right here. I want to teach her a lesson so she knows she should never insult a duke like me!!â
âDonât say I didnât warn you. This isnât your territory, donât think you can do whatever you want here. If you anger the genius doctor inside, youâll be sick for the rest of your life!â the pope first clarified the consequences, straightened his sleeves and entered the House of Confusion.
âThe doctor is inside, thereâs nothing to be afraid of! I donât know how you became the pope!â called the duke as he watched the pope enter the clinic.
âYou bitch, wait here. My men are coming, and when they arrive, youâll be MY bitch! HahahaâŠâ sneered the duke.
âYe Lanyu, heâs teasing you. Give him some of your ice!â said the seventh princess slowly.
âI donât need you to tell me!â Ye Lanyu flicked her hand lightly, and there was now a block of ice the size of the brick floating in the air. Well, that was before she moved it. It was moving now, shooting directly at the duke, whistling in the air.