Chapter 2799 The Substitute Was Forcibly Taken by the Bandit's Wife 04
Chapter 2763 The Substitute Was Forcibly Taken by the Bandit's Wife 04
The east wing is located on the east side of the village. It is simply furnished with a wooden bed, table, two chairs, and a simple wardrobe against the wall.
After Jin Chen entered the house, she closed the door.
He walked to the bedside and sat down, raising his hand to rub his wrist, which was burning with pain after what had just happened.
[Host, would you like to exchange for some ointment? It's very cheap, only 5 points!]
"No need, just give me a bottle of Body Tempering Pills."
It looks like this body has been deliberately ruined; it's very strange.
【Okay, you've redeemed the Body Tempering Pill. 88 points deducted!】
Ling rolled excitedly on his shoulder, ["Want to continue reading the Substitute's Guide to Taking Over? There are still nine more steps: 'Playing Close and Distant,' 'Sharing Hardships,' 'The Truth Revealed,' and 'Deeply Abusive Romance'!"]
Jin Chen ignored it and fell backward onto the bed.
What strategies should I read to woo my wife?
Oh no.
Jin Chen narrowed his eyes subtly, clearly displeased.
Why bother with strategy guides and acting as a stunt double?
He wanted Gu Fanghe to come over on his own.
Zero slumped for a moment, then said, "[Okay... the host really doesn't need this.]"
"Then I'll return the manual!" it said. "757 said it's a limited collector's edition!"
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Quick Transmigration Bureau, Strategy Department.
Zero appeared out of thin air.
"757!"
757 turned around with a gloomy expression. "Senior 0731! What brings you here? Are you looking for Lord Lingduan?"
Zero Rolling: "I'm here to return the manual! My host doesn't need it."
757: "Your host... doesn't need it? Ah, Lord Jin Chen is really amazing..."
It sighed, "Unlike us, the strategy department is in such a mess that even my host doesn't want to do missions anymore."
Ling Gun Gun immediately straightened up, "Explain in detail."
I'll go back and tell my host all the gossip.
"There's a high-level quest master who, for some reason, disappeared from the quest world halfway through the quest. The minister is furious and even asked Lord Lingduan for help in tracking him down."
Zero Rolling: "Disappeared?"
“Yes,” 757 said, “It is said that the last mission he received before he disappeared was also of S-level difficulty, but I don’t know the specifics, the level of authority was too high.”
Ling Gun Gun seemed to be deep in thought.
"I'm going back now! 757, don't worry too much, the boss is very capable, he'll definitely find it!"
757 waved its data tentacles listlessly.
Zero Rolling turned around and went to find the boss.
I need to go and comfort the boss! Ling Gungun thought.
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The next morning.
Black Mountain Village, East Wing.
Not long after Jin Chen woke up, he heard Ling Gun Gun vividly gossiping about the Quick Transmigration Bureau, and then he could faintly hear voices outside.
"...Young Master hasn't woken up yet..."
"The boss ordered that we must watch him drink it!"
Immediately afterwards, the door was pushed open rather rudely.
A bandit boy of about thirteen or fourteen years old walked in carrying a rough pottery bowl.
He was dressed in coarse cloth shorts, still looking quite young, but he tried hard to keep a straight face.
Ayan followed behind him, wanting to stop him but not daring to, her face turning pale with anxiety.
The bandit walked to the bedside, placed the bowl on the low stool beside the bed, and said, "The boss said you must drink this!"
The bowl contained a dark, murky medicinal liquid.
What the hell.
Jin Chen withdrew her gaze and leaned against the headboard. Because it was morning, a few strands of black hair fell across her chest. She was only wearing an undergarment, with the collar slightly loose.
He looked up at the bandit.
The bandit felt a sudden, inexplicable chill run down his spine.
“...Otherwise,” the bandit tried to regain his composure, “otherwise we won’t get any food today!”
Jin Chen: "I won't drink."
The bandit: "???"
Aren't you going to eat?!
Going hungry is awful! How come this person isn't afraid?
Jin Chen lowered her hand and looked at him, her temper even worse than his.
"Take me to your boss."
Little bandit: "...Fine."
Jin Chen changed into the clothes the bandit had given him—a plain white robe, which looked rather crude compared to the embroidered clothes he had worn yesterday.
The daytime and nighttime in the mountain village are completely different.
Ah Yan, who had been guarding outside the door with dark circles under her eyes, brightened up when she saw Jin Chen come out. "Young Master, why did you come out? That medicine..."
"Don't drink."
A large number of people gathered in the square.
Gu Fanghe stood in the center of the crowd, dressed in a black outfit. The morning light made the dark red scars under his eyes clear, but it couldn't hide his handsome appearance.
Several bandits knelt before him, all covered in dust and wounds.
"...The Hu people's caravan has intricate connections with the royal family and is very profitable, which is why it is what our Black Mountain Stronghold should rob."
Gu Fanghe's voice descended heavily, "Who gave you the audacity to let two people escape?"
One of the kneeling bandits spoke in a trembling voice, "Boss, those two are extremely skilled, like they came from the palace, we..."
“Those who come from the palace deserve to die even more.”
Gu Fanghe flicked his wrist, and the long whip lashed across the back of the bandit who was speaking, tearing the cloth and ripping open the skin.
The bandit gritted his teeth and dared not scream.
The bandit who brought him hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward with a stiff upper lip. Before Gu Fanghe could strike with his whip a second time, he called out, "Boss! That... the new young master refuses to take his medicine and says he wants to see you!"
The morning light was just right, falling on the boy who was walking slowly towards him.
Her plain white robe made her look even more radiant, her dark hair loosely tied up, with a few stray strands gently brushing her cheeks in the wind.
This outfit...
Several of Gu Fanghe's close confidants showed subtle changes in their expressions.
Last night, the firelight was dim, and it seemed to have four or five similarities to the fire.
Now that I've changed into this plain outfit during the day, the resemblance suddenly increases to 60-70%.
Gu Fanghe looked at Jin Chen.
Jin Chen was also looking at him, her eyes filled with anger, not fear.
"I don't like this outfit." Jin Chen frowned, clearly disgusted. "Have them prepare something else."
The bandits, who had been whipped and were lying on the ground groaning, forgot their pain and stared wide-eyed at the audacious young master.
Ruan Shutong prefers simplicity and purity.
The original story describes him as being dressed in white, slender, and without adornment, yet possessing an elegant and refined air that captivates all who see him.
The clothes prepared in the mountain stronghold were naturally chosen according to the preferences of that white moonlight.
But the same white robe, when worn by Jin Chen, somehow exuded an air of noble pride that was ingrained in his very bones.
Indeed... they're not a good match.
Gu Fanghe stared at him, and this thought inexplicably crossed his mind.
This young master should be dressed in the finest clothes and adorned with the most exquisite jade ornaments, not in coarse white robes.
Gu Fanghe suppressed the thought, flicked his wrist, and pulled the long whip back to his side.
He took two steps closer to Jin Chen, "You have no choice."
Jin Chen's brows furrowed even more.
He seemed to be provoked by these words, "You have terrible taste."
“If I dress like this and it gets out, people will think my wife ran away with someone else and I’m living the life of a widow at home, even wearing mourning clothes.”
Gu Fanghe: "..."
His hand holding the whip paused, and his brow twitched.
Something doesn't sound right about that.
Gu Fanghe looked at the angry young master in front of him and was speechless.
He had been a bandit for seven years, killing and robbing, living a life of constant danger. He had seen all kinds of people, but he had never seen anyone who dared to point at him and criticize his poor taste just because his clothes were ugly.
Gu Fanghe laughed in anger, flicked his wrist, and gently touched Jin Chen's brow with the end of his whip.
"You are not afraid of death?"
He asked this question to many people.
Most people would tremble, beg for mercy, and turn ashen-faced.
Jin Chen looked up to meet his gaze and sighed, "Then kill me."
"Dressed so ugly, you might as well be dead."
Gu Fanghe: "..."
He gripped the whip, feeling for the first time a sense of helplessness.
The people around him fell silent, wondering if this naive young master was a little crazy.
After a long while, Gu Fanghe stared at Jin Chen for a few seconds, and the chilling aura around him dissipated slightly.
"Go and get him some new clothes."
The bandit was stunned. "Boss, what kind do you want?"
Gu Fanghe's gaze swept over Jin Chen, passing over the jarring white robe, and he said indifferently, "He doesn't like plain clothes, so he looks for something brighter."
"Yes, yes!" the bandit hurriedly replied.
After giving his instructions, Gu Fanghe looked at Jin Chen again and gestured with his chin toward the house: "You, come in with me."
