AWDC Chapter 74
by VolareChapter 74: Mu Chuang was driven to tears by Lin Xi
A bustling street, inside a certain tavern…
Mu Chuang was drunk.
He supported his forehead with one hand, muttering, “He doesn’t acknowledge me… He doesn’t acknowledge me… He hates me… I know you hate me… But I didn’t expect you to hate me so much… To hate me to the point of sacrificing everything rather than acknowledging me…”
“…Do you know how much pain I feel in my heart? I’ve always treated you like my own little brother. I thought I was worthy of you calling me ‘Brother,’ but to you, I’m not even as good as a stranger…”
“…You can think about anyone else, but not me. You can be kind to anyone else, but not merciful to me. Do you know how much pain I feel in my heart? Have you ever considered my feelings?”
“Lin Xi, I haven’t done anything to wrong you. No matter when, I’ve always put your safety first. The only thing I owe you is in terms of emotions, but I understand now. Why won’t you give me a chance?”
“You face me every day as a stranger. Do you know how lonely I feel in my heart?”
“Or… have you never intended to forgive me at all?”
As he spoke, tears streamed down his face in his drunken stupor, showing how truly heartbroken he was.
“Is it so hard to say ‘Brother Chuang’?” He continued to murmur, supporting his forehead, “Will I ever hear you call me ‘Brother Chuang’ again in this lifetime?”
“Hmph… Probably not…” After he said that, his elbow gave way, and he collapsed onto the table, his face pressed against the surface, falling into a suffocating slumber.
Unbeknownst to him, this scene was witnessed by two people with ulterior motives, who immediately took out yin-yang flags and cast a spell…
But Mu Chuang had no reaction, proving that his soul was truly united with his body.
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What’s going on?
The old Taoist priest was puzzled. He had clearly heard Mu Chuang talking just now, so why couldn’t the yin-yang flag extract his soul?
“Is it because my magic is too weak?” he asked himself, “Or is his soul power beyond the reach of ordinary people?”
Puzzled, he suddenly thought of another person, “That Young Master Lin, he doesn’t seem to be the original Lin Yu either, but is called something like ‘Seven Seven’?”
“Right,” he decided, “It’s ‘Seven Seven.’ Young Master Mu was just calling him that. While he’s drunk, let’s hurry over there.”
The old Taoist priest said to the young Taoist priest, and then the two masters and disciples were as if injected with chicken blood, and disappeared from the tavern in a flash, arriving at the back gate of the yamen in the blink of an eye.
By the time they persuaded the yamen servants to go to Lin Xi’s backyard again, they were surprised to find no one there.
After several inquiries, no one dared to speak, and they had no choice but to return empty-handed.
Inside the prison.
Zhao Yuming was chained up, and had not had a drop of water since yesterday. He was already on the verge of death, and his body was covered with wounds, large and small, which made Lin Xi unable to suppress the anger in his heart.
“How could he treat you like this?” He held Zhao Yuming’s face in one hand, his heart aching, “I really didn’t see that he was such a hypocritical person. It’s really disappointing.”
“He said he wouldn’t hurt you, but now…” Lin Xi closed his eyes, deeply disappointed in Mu Chuang, “…I won’t believe him anymore. I’ll take you away right now, Brother Ming.”
After Lin Xi finished speaking, he turned around and instructed the yamen servants behind him, “Go get him some food, and then put some medicine on him. If he doesn’t wake up today, none of you will have a good time.”
The two yamen servants hesitated for a moment, but agreed after seeing Lin Xi’s serious expression. From the beginning when he threatened them with his life, to now doing everything they were asked to do, they might as well go all the way. They only hoped that Mu Chuang could come back soon and personally stop him from letting the man go.
Little did they know that he was already drunk and unconscious, taken to bed by the responsible tavern owner, sleeping soundly. It was questionable whether he could return before nightfall.
Taking advantage of this time, Lin Xi applied medicine to Zhao Yuming, bandaged him up, and successfully woke him up. He even forced the yamen servants to unlock his chains.
The reason he was able to succeed was not only because he threatened them with his life, but also because Zhao Yuming had not committed any serious crimes, and was not a prisoner that Master Mu had specifically ordered to be detained. It was merely out of Mu Chuang’s personal desire to punish him a little.
Therefore, when faced with Lin Xi’s coercion, the yamen servants retreated as much as possible, because they knew that Lin Xi seemed more important to Mu Chuang than Zhao Yuming.
So, under his threat, they had to consider his safety first, lest Mu Chuang blame them and they couldn’t bear the responsibility.
“Xiaoyu,” Zhao Yuming said with surprise in his eyes when he woke up and saw Lin Xi, “How did you get in? How could they allow you to come see me?”
“Let’s not talk about that for now.” Lin Xi cut off the topic, focusing on the essentials, “Eat something first, and then think about how to get out after you regain your strength.”
He knew that Mu Chuang would not easily let Zhao Yuming go, and would not even allow him to see him. So, while he was away, he wanted to let him go, regardless of the consequences.
Zhao Yuming’s eyes were complex. After thinking for a moment, he made a decision.
“Okay.” He responded, “Since Xiaoyu has this intention, then I will certainly not fail to live up to it…”
He glanced at the yamen servants outside the prison door, and didn’t say the last sentence. He took the food that Lin Xi handed over and devoured it.
Lin Xi felt a pang of sadness in his heart.
In that world, Zhao Yuming was so refined and elegant, and his eating habits were also elegant and refined. He had never devoured food like this before.
And all of this was forced upon him by Mu Chuang.
Unconsciously, his hatred for Mu Chuang deepened a little more, and he even had a bold idea—
He wanted to escape with Zhao Yuming, escape from Nanxi County, go to a place where Mu Chuang could not find them, and live a good life.
“Eat slower.” Although Lin Xi was anxious, he was still worried about Zhao Yuming, afraid that he would choke. He took out a handkerchief and wiped away the rice grains that remained on the corner of his mouth. Only after withdrawing his hand did he realize that the other party didn’t even know how to chew properly.
“Xiaoyu…” Zhao Yuming looked at him, flattered, with a mouthful of rice in his mouth, “…You…”
He thought for a long time but didn’t know what to say, and finally had no choice but to chew the food.
“Eat quickly,” Lin Xi guessed his current mood and deliberately changed the topic, “That person will be back soon, and you won’t be able to leave.”
Zhao Yuming nodded slightly and continued to eat.
The yamen servants outside the prison door were as anxious as if their eyebrows were on fire, pacing around in circles.
After a round of whispering, one person retreated.
Lin Xi watched all of this, so nervous that his five fingers clenched tightly.
Finally, after Zhao Yuming finished eating, he wiped his face again, and then decided to escape with him.
The yamen servants didn’t dare to stop him when they saw him leading the man out, because he had not put down the knife in his left hand for a moment. Before they were sure they could snatch it away, they didn’t dare to act rashly.