Chapter 243: Chapter 124: The Dao of Wengong, Reencounter with Liang Renxing (Voting for monthly tickets!)_1
"Miss Lin, to tell you the truth, the three of us have come from another land and are planning to attend the Qu Shang Meeting in the Holy City."
"However, we are strangers here and don’t really know what the Holy City is like."
"Since you are a resident of the Holy City, you must be very familiar with it."
"As it happens, we are now not far from the Holy City. Would you mind if we travel this leg of the journey with you?"
"In this way, we could also support each other along the way."
Chen Chang’an said.
They were very close to the Holy City of Zhongzhou, only about a few dozen kilometers away.
Even if they walked, it would take only half a day to reach there.
So, Chen Chang’an didn’t feel like taking the Flying Boat anymore.
It would be advantageous to admire the sights of the Holy City of Zhongzhou along the way.
"Of course, you are welcome to join us, sir,"
Lin Qingxue promptly agreed, nodding her head happily. Although the Holy City was very close, they still had a distance of about a dozen kilometers to cover.
And this distance laid over the Qilian mountain range.
If they had powerful experts like Chen Chang’an and his companions in their group, they wouldn’t need to worry about safety.
Lin Qingxue had no reason to refuse such a helpful offer.
Of course, she also knew that Chen Chang’an was taking the initiative to assist them.
Lin Qingxue was no fool. For powerful individuals like Chen Chang’an and his companions, crossing this forest would be a cakewalk.
Thus, she felt nothing but gratitude in her heart.
Shortly after. The group, after getting themselves ready, set off once again in grand fashion.
Chen Chang’an chose to walk, meandering leisurely and taking breaks now and then. One could tell he was indeed enjoying the view.
Following closely behind him were Lin Qingxue, Mao Ruxue, and others.
The carriages in the convoy were used for the injured.
"You seem to enjoy the scenery, sir?"
While walking along the road, Lin Qingxue noticed Chen Chang’an frequently surveying the surroundings with a mesmerized expression. Out of curiosity, she decided to ask him about it.
"Yes." Chen Chang’an nodded in agreement, then he added:
"Miss Lin may not know this."
"In the past, due to certain reasons, I didn’t go out much."
"Even on the rare occasions when I did go out, I never really stayed anywhere in this world to soak in the view."
"So, I have developed a curiosity towards the outside world."
"Whenever I reach a new place, I wish to pause and take in the sights."
"This is an old habit of mine that I have been trying, albeit unsuccessfully, to change."
Upon hearing Chen Chang’an’s words, Lin Qingxue nodded in partial understanding.
She realized she really didn’t understand this benefactor of hers.
His disposition seemed too casual, not at all fitting for a cultivator.
He seemed more like a regular common folk.
However, he indeed was a cultivator, and an exceptionally skilled one at that.
This was rather hard for her to comprehend.
Subsequently, she replied, "So, that’s how it is."
As she spoke, a sense of admiration for Chen Chang’an surfaced in Lin Qingxue’s heart.
She was truly envious of him.
Because the kind of life led by Chen Chang’an was something she had always desired.
Unfortunately, the current condition of her family didn’t allow her to harbor such dreams.
As the person in charge of a huge clan, Lin Qingxue was far from ignorant. On the contrary, she was quite astute.
She could almost discern that this attack on the caravan by the demonic creatures was likely orchestrated by someone targeting her family.
She could even speculate about the identity of the person pulling the strings from behind.
No evidence was needed for this.
In the forest, the group continued their leisurely trek.
After about two or three hours of walking, they beheld the sight of a towering city wall.
Atop this grand wall, four powerful characters boldly marked its identity.
[Holy City of Zhongzhou]!
"Sir, this is the Holy City of Zhongzhou," Lin Qingxue informed the three, standing before them.
"My family’s residence is a short distance from here. If you don’t mind, could you visit us, so I can express my gratitude for saving our lives?"
As she spoke, she pointed towards a mansion— the Lin Mansion— up ahead.
The Lin Mansion was grand and expansive, the buildings within majestic in appearance.
Clearly, this was the abode of a wealthy family.
Perhaps they even owned substantial property within the city.
Of course, ’perhaps’ wasn’t necessary here.
The Holy City of Zhongzhou was home to five mortal clans— the Lin family being one of them.
Lin Qingxue was the eldest daughter of the current generation of the Lin family.
Chen Chang’an shook his head and replied:
"Miss Lin, there’s no need. We have our own accommodations."
"We do not wish to disrupt your routines."
"As far as the matter of saving lives is concerned, you need not dwell on it."
"As I mentioned earlier, it was nothing more than lending a hand to those in need on the path of righteousness."
Then, Chen Chang’an gestured towards the caravan, adding,
"Besides, if I remember correctly, you mentioned earlier that the goods your caravan is carrying are needed by the Confucian School today."
"Considering it’s almost sunset, I suggest you deliver the goods as quickly as possible to prevent any unexpected troubles."
Upon hearing Chen Chang’an’s words, Lin Qingxue went silent.
Chen Chang’an’s advice was sound and sensible.
Without hesitation, she bent over in a polite bow towards Chen Chang’an and said,
"Thank you, sir, for your timely reminder."
"In the future, I will come to express my gratitude for your enormous kindness."
Chen Chang’an nodded in response: "If that’s the case, then Miss Lin, this is where we part ways."
