Chapter 972: Chapter 971
Luo Yirui listened to the three old men guessing wildly. If it had been before, he would have been utterly speechless. In fact, his affairs were inadvertently leaked because there were several clan sects present at the time, making it impossible for there to be no rumors at all.
It’s not nearly as complicated as others think; no illusions or any of that. It’s just that now he doesn’t have the heart to deal with these things. He initially wanted to return to his mother’s side wholeheartedly but has only now realized that once he’s back, he’d only bring disaster to her!
What should he do?
Luo Yirui closed his eyes, his face getting paler, and at this moment, suddenly felt his hand being held. Turning his head, he saw Jing Changle’s worried gaze.
The tightly stretched string finally eased a bit. If there was no one by his side at this time, with the temperament of a five-year-old child, he might have broken down.
"Don’t think too much." Jing Changle said to him softly.
Luo Yirui nodded. He understood Jing Changle’s meaning: these three old men managed to ’analyze’ so many things randomly, there’s no guarantee that the alarming statements that shocked Luo Yirui earlier weren’t ill-conceived analyses, so he couldn’t fully believe it.
Yet, for these things, Luo Yirui thought it’s better to believe them if true than not. He doesn’t want his mother to suffer even a bit!
There’s no better way, so now Luo Yirui can only take things one step at a time. After thinking it over, he decided to return to Jiang City first. Although the crisis there might be enormous, he has been drifting outside, unable to lend a hand, feeling very passive, even unaware of the reasons!
In a way, it was good; probably no one would anticipate him daring to return to Jiang City, not even the police anticipated it, after all, it was where he escaped from.
Thinking of this, Luo Yirui became spirited and turned to look at Hao Rong. It seemed that some things would require Hao Rong’s cooperation, but this elder brother is so slippery, appearing unreliable. How can he get him to cooperate?
Returning to Jiang City is a must, but he needs a plausible identity, and naturally, this identity falls onto Hao Rong.
The three elders continued chatting randomly, while Luo Yirui gestured to Hao Rong to step out.
Despite having been together for just over two days, Hao Rong felt both annoyed and fearful of this youngster who was much younger than him, annoyed he couldn’t do anything about him, and fearful of the youngster’s terrifying methods!
This was another reason he dared not speak recklessly. What if he said something that displeased Luo Yirui, could he even be sure to return to Jiang City?
"What do you want?" Hao Rong asked irritably. He could only take advantage with words.
Luo Yirui had already returned to a normal demeanor, smiling as he looked at him and asked, "Do you need any followers?"
Hao Rong was taken aback, then dug at his ear, asking, "What did you say?"
Luo Yirui looked at him without speaking.
Hao Rong opened his mouth, pretending to be startled, though he was genuinely surprised, "You want to be my follower? You’ve gone mad with hunger!"
Luo Yirui still said nothing, and seeing this, Hao Rong frowned deeply, realizing he wasn’t joking, "Little brother, this elder truly doesn’t need followers." Especially not followers who instruct the elder brother!
This youngster definitely has some ulterior motive, willingly acting as a follower? Ha, he didn’t believe it; if there’s no conspiracy here, then Hao Rong’s name should be read backward.
Luo Yirui folded his arms, looking at him coolly, "Giving you another chance, do you need a follower?"
Hao Rong: "...Need."
After saying it, he sighed deeply, confused over gaining two terrifying followers. What would his days be like after this?
"Shouldn’t followers listen to the elder brother?" Hao Rong refused to give up in his attempt to bargain some advantage, then saw Luo Yirui grinning slyly at him and promptly smiled broadly, "Just kidding~ Of course, the elder brother listens to the followers! No problem!"
Sigh, how to pick up the scattered dignity?
Hao Rong felt very melancholic.
Thus, Hao Rong took the two followers, along with Yu Junpei and the three elders, to embark on the journey back to Jiang City.
Why so formally spoken, Hao Rong was tearing up; you three are Mystic Doctors, shouldn’t it be so high-end and even have a private plane to pick you up? Why stand at Dayan with big and small bags waiting for a long-distance bus?
Doesn’t it feel like country bumpkins entering the city?
"It’s not far, and I haven’t been to Jiang City. Is there anything good to eat in Jiang City?"
"I haven’t been to Jiang City either; it’s a perfect chance to explore."
"I heard the southern suburbs of Jiang City have fun places..."
Listening to the three old grandpas talk, Hao Rong felt his eyes glaze over; they were indeed like country bumpkins entering the city, weren’t they destroying his sacred image of the Mystic Doctor?
The three esteemed Mystic Doctors not only appeared as if entering the city for the first time but competed vigorously to grab seats!
Hao Rong’s mouth twitched as he watched the three people collaborate and compete with others fiercely, silently stepping back, keeping a certain distance, pretending not to know them, ha-ha.
Not many boarded the bus, but window seats were already scarce, each of the three elders occupied a window seat, savoring the view outside.
Luo Yirui and Jing Changle found a place to sit, and Hao Rong, taking a long-distance bus for the first time, saw the quietness of the last row and settled over there.
"The back row is quite bumpy." Luo Yirui reminded him.
Hao Rong nodded to indicate he knew but still sat in the last row. How bumpy could it be?
Soon, he found out. At first, it didn’t feel much, but then as a strange smell wafted through the bus interior, Hao Rong began to feel his head swell, quickly followed by a churning stomach.
Hao Rong opened his mouth and immediately felt like something was blocking his throat, but in a public place like this, he had to hold back and not vomit!
Luo Yirui and Jing Changle exchanged a glance, turned around, and asked the goatee for a plastic bag which they handed to Hao Rong, "Throw up in here."
Hao Rong looked at the plastic bag in shock, utterly incredulous. Throw up in here? They aren’t joking, right? It’s so disgusting, plus so many people are watching!
From his expression, Luo Yirui easily made out that this elder brother seemingly had never taken a long-distance bus before. Besides vomiting doing it this way, did they expect the driver to stop the bus?
Though accepting the plastic bag, Hao Rong found it quite hard to accept, closing his eyes as he desperately tried to suppress the dizziness; however...
"Ugh..." As soon as Hao Rong opened his mouth, stuff surged up his throat. He hurriedly opened the plastic bag, and soon, a sour stench spread throughout the bus.
Hao Rong vomited earnestly, having eaten heavily with Yu Junpei.
Those around all covered their noses, which some opened the windows wider, actions that made Hao Rong quite embarrassed and awkward.
Looking again at Luo Yirui and Jing Changle, unaffected by it, even the three elders were not bothered, and those sitting by them were puzzled because around these elders, there seemed to be no odor at all!
