Chapter 690
Chapter 690: The Linger worthy of admirationOriginal and most updated translations are from volare. If read elsewhere, this chapter has been stolen. Please stop supporting theft.
Long Feiye glanced through the window and saw Baili Mingxiang changing the dressing on a young master’s bandages. The man was just over 20 and dressed remarkably. It was obvious his origins weren’t ordinary but extremely wealthy. Still, the frivolous, uncouth set of his brows made it clear that he was only a classic wastrel.
Baili Mingxiang fixed the wound on his leg before starting to rise, but he caught her by the wrist. She struggled a few times, but couldn’t get free. It was obvious he was taking liberties with her.
“Xiao Chongan’s[1. Xiao Chongan (萧崇安) - Xiao is a surname that means “desolate, dreary,” Chong is “high, lofty, sublime,” An is “peace.”] favorite grandson, the Seventh Young Master of the Xiao Clan.” Long Feiye recognized the man at a glance.
Han Yunxi had heard of the Xiao Clan. Just this morning, she’d met Xiao Chongan, who was also the leader of the five clan heads.
“So what? He must be sick of living...if he dares to seduce people from Pill Fiend Pharmacy!” Han Yunxi was about to charge in when a bag of medicine suddenly smacked against Seventh Youth Master Xiao’s leg wound.
“Ah!” he released Baili Mingxiang’s wrist to clutch at his knee and yell. “The pain’s killing me! Who did that?! Are you seeking death?”
Su Xiaoyu stalked into the room, holding another bundle of medicine in her hands. “Me, your grandaunt!”
Forget Seventh Young Master Xiao. Even Baili Mingxiang sucked in a cold breath at the words. Su Xiaoyu was at least a dozen years younger than the man but still called herself his “grandaunt!” Han Yunxi almost laughed out loud. She decided to stay put outside and watch the show.
“Call over the guards and let’s leave,” Long Feiye said. He was too busy to care about such minor affairs.
“No need, that little ‘grandaunt’ can settle this for sure. You go along first,” Han Yunxi was in a mood to stick around. This was her first time seeing Su Xiaoyu actually come to Baili Mingxiang’s aid.
Long Feiye didn’t press her and left first. He had already received news at noon that Gu Beiyue, Gu Qishao and the rest had all returned to Pill Fiend Pharmacy. Chu Xifeng’s circumstances were worth discussing with Gu Beiyue as well. Meanwhile, Han Yunxi hid herself by the window.
Soon enough, all of the patients inside the treatment hall woke up to the sounds of Su Xiaoyu and Seventh Young Master’s Xiao’s arguing.
“Damned girl, what kind of scallion are you, backmouthing me like this?! Do you know who this young lord is?” Seventh Young Master Xiao had already stood up. Baili Mingxiang stared at the bloody wound on his leg in disbelief. He was clearly carried in here complaining about turning into a cripple. How come he can stand now?
He certainly knows how to act!
“This grandauntie don’t know what kind of scallion you are, either. This isn’t the brothel--”
Now Baili Mingxiang was fuming. Do you have to speak like that? Is this girl going to start badmouthing me next?
But Su Xiaoyu only continued, “--but if you try and touch her again, do you trust that grandauntie will poison you to death?”
“You! Which eye of yours saw this young lord touch her? I wouldn’t take trash like her even if she was given to me as a gift!” Seventh Young Master Xiao said scornfully.
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