A group of oddly - dressed merchants entered the city from outside. People in the capital were already used to such a sight, for the Qin Dynasty had always had a tradition of foreign trade.
"Master, let's find an inn to rest first," said a servant who had been escorting the caravans.
"Okay."
If Mu Fengqie or Jing Xinche were here, they would surely recognize that the man who had just spoken was Tule Hao Jia.
The ten of them rented four rooms in total. Tule Hao Jia had one room to himself, while the others shared rooms of three.
"Master, what's wrong?" Zhu Fei saw Mu Fengqie stop and, not knowing what had happened, asked.
"Nothing. I thought I saw an old acquaintance," Mu Fengqie said, looking at the place where Tule Hao Jia and his group had disappeared. Then she thought she might have been mistaken. How could Tule Hao Jia appear in the Qin Dynasty?
"Master, do you want to go and say hello?" Zhu Fei followed Mu Fengqie's gaze but saw nothing.
"No. Maybe I was wrong." It had been over three years since she last saw Tule Hao Jia. They hadn't met since they parted ways in Nanqing.
Come to think of it, Tule Hao Jia had once saved her, and she still owed him a favor. She would figure out how to repay him when they met again.
"Master, what's going on?" The servant following Tule Hao Jia was confused when he saw Tule Hao Jia suddenly rush into the inn. He didn't understand why his master had entered this inn in such a hurry.
He had planned to find a better inn, but his master had walked straight in without a word. Was it because his master was too tired to wait?
It made sense. They had been on the road for days, sleeping in the open, and had not had a good rest. Even he and the others were exhausted.
"Let's stay here," Tule Hao Jia said. He was afraid that if they went out again, he would run into that woman.
"Yes."
"Master, where is this?" Zhu Fei followed Mu Fengqie to a small courtyard, which seemed uninhabited.
"Looking for someone." This was where Master Kongtong, her eldest disciple Sun Hao, lived.
Zhu Fei looked at the courtyard but said nothing. She just silently stood behind Mu Fengqie.
Mu Fengqie knocked on the door and waited for a long time, but no one came to open it. Zhu Fei began to suspect that the person inside might have moved out, for the courtyard looked rather dilapidated.
"Zhu Fei, go in and take a look," Mu Fengqie said, suspecting that Master Kongtong was drunk and sleeping.
"Yes." Zhu Fei used her light - footed skills to enter the courtyard. As soon as she got in, she heard snoring from the room. She twitched the corner of her mouth and opened the door for Mu Fengqie.
"Master, the person should be sleeping in the room."
"Okay. You wait outside. I'll go in alone," Mu Fengqie said, nodding. She had long known that Master Kongtong was like this.
"But, Master..." Zhu Fei was worried about Mu Fengqie going in alone. What if something unexpected happened?
"Don't worry. He won't do anything to me. If we really fought, you might not be his match," Mu Fengqie said, patting Zhu Fei on the shoulder reassuringly, then walked past her into the room.
Zhu Fei looked up at the sky speechlessly. Master, are you sure you're comforting me and not just putting me down?
When Mu Fengqie entered, Master Kongtong was sleeping soundly, hugging a wine jar.
"Cough... cough..." Mu Fengqie coughed twice but found it useless. She walked up helplessly and kicked Master Kongtong.
"Who? Who dares to kick the old...", but when Master Kongtong saw Mu Fengqie's face, he fell silent. "Hehe, Master, when did you come?" How come he hadn't noticed at all?
Could it be that his martial arts had declined? That was impossible. Maybe it was because his master's martial arts had improved? Master Kongtong thought this was the only reasonable explanation.
"When did you start loving alcohol so much? You didn't drink at all in your previous life," Mu Fengqie said.
"Well, it's not my fault. The previous owner of this body loved drinking. Now that I'm here, I want to drink even more," Master Kongtong said. He was practically a drunkard. He felt uncomfortable if he didn't drink for a single day.
Mu Fengqie felt Master Kongtong's pulse after hearing his words. Finding nothing wrong, she frowned and asked, "Do you have any other symptoms?"
"No. I checked when I first came. This body is in perfect health, with no problems at all," Master Kongtong replied. That was why his love for alcohol seemed so strange.
Mu Fengqie looked at Master Kongtong with a strange expression. "Maybe it's God's way of compensating you. You couldn't drink in your previous life, so you get to be a drunkard in this one."
Master Kongtong twitched the corner of his mouth, speechless.
"Master, did you come to see me for something?" he asked. Maybe there was a difficult medical case she wanted to discuss with him?
"Cough... Well..." When it came to this, Mu Fengqie blushed a little and tried to stay calm.
Master Kongtong looked at Mu Fengqie in surprise. He never thought he would see his master showing such an expression in his lifetime.
Seeing Master Kongtong's expression, Mu Fengqie straightened her face and said seriously, "Do you know how to date?" After all, she had never been in a relationship before and wasn't sure about the process.
She had originally planned to follow the steps of getting to know each other, understanding each other, and then falling in love. But seeing Jing Xinche's eagerness to skip straight to the end, she began to doubt if her steps were right.
Master Kongtong, who was drinking water, suddenly spat it out. "Cough, cough, cough..." He was choking. What question had his master just asked? How to date!?
Master Kongtong silently looked up at the sun outside. Well, it was rising from the east.
He straightened his expression and said seriously, "Master, why do you ask such a question?"
"I've been dating Jing Xinche recently. Don't you know?" Was he that out of touch with the news?
Master Kongtong twitched speechlessly. He really didn't know. He had been living a drunken life in this small courtyard. Generally, no one bothered him if there was nothing important.
He hadn't expected that his master would forgive Jing Xinche so soon.
"Master, are you really determined to make up with Jing Xinche?" Wasn't it too soon? Shouldn't she torture him first?
"There was a misunderstanding between us. Now that it's cleared up, I don't want to pursue it anymore," Mu Fengqie said.