Chapter 745 - 29: Qin Army
Handan.
In front of that familiar noodle shop.
The figure of Ying Zheng appeared again. After visiting for several days, both the little boy and the lady boss already knew him.
Because his aura and the time he came for dinner were extraordinarily peculiar.
At 4 PM, neither too early nor too late, there were already few customers.
But Ying Zheng always arrived punctually.
And he ordered the same noodles every time, leaving right after paying.
The time he spent eating was always the same.
Exactly ten minutes.
It was impressively precise, like a machine.
It’s hard not to leave a deep impression with behavior like that.
The lady boss, having seen him a few times, started to greet him proactively.
After all, although the man initially felt dangerous, after getting to know him over a few days, apart from his unique aura, he seemed perfectly normal.
He just seemed a bit taciturn, not fond of talking.
And the lady boss, being kind-hearted, assumed this aura was because he was an introvert with few friends.
She began to feel a little sorry for this young man.
... She always added a little extra to his noodles.
If even she noticed this, then the little boy was even more aware.
Ever since Ying Zheng replied to him that day,
it was as if some knot in his heart was untied, or some switch was flipped, and he wasn’t afraid of Ying Zheng anymore. He returned to his innocent and romantic childlike self and would engage him every time he brought noodles over.
For instance, this time.
"Uncle, what are you looking at?"
The little boy brought over the noodles and noticed that, unlike usual when Ying Zheng sat upright looking straight ahead, this time he was looking to his right, which seemed odd.
Because there was only a wall there.
Upon hearing the boy, Ying Zheng turned to look at him and said calmly, "A few familiar people."
"Familiar people?"
The little boy looked at the wall on the right, then back at Ying Zheng’s face: "...But there’s only a wall there."
Ying Zheng didn’t speak anymore but picked up his chopsticks.
The boy knew this uncle’s personality by now and realized this meant he wanted him to leave.
He didn’t like being watched while eating.
But this time, the boy hesitated for a moment and softly asked, "...Uncle, can you tell me?"
"..."
Ying Zheng paused for a moment but soon returned to normal.
He looked at the boy with clear and pure eyes, slowly put down his chopsticks, and suddenly asked, "Do you know Wu’an Monarch?"
"Wu’an Monarch?"
"Bai Qi."
"Bai Qi... I remember he was a general?"
At this age, the little boy only vaguely found the name familiar but didn’t have a clear concept of what the person represented.
"Yes."
Ying Zheng nodded, looking at the rippling soup in front of him, and calmly said, "A general and one of the few warlords I admired; having fought countless battles undefeated, he killed over a million enemies, deterring the Six Kingdoms from daring to challenge him."
"..."
Evidently,
this topic was far too profound for the little boy.
The boy didn’t even understand why Ying Zheng suddenly brought this up.
He had clearly asked who he was looking at.
So why was Ying Zheng talking about a general?
"Read more history."
Seeing the boy’s expression, Ying Zheng did not explain further, leaving only a piece of advice before picking up his chopsticks again.
The boy left in confusion, still not knowing what Ying Zheng had been looking at.
...
At the same time,
Celestial Strategy Mansion Headquarters.
"Why did you all forget about me!!"
Tang Language stood jumping up and down in front of Ji Xin, causing her skirt to flutter around: "You all laugh at me every day, so how could you forget me at such a crucial moment!? And such a coincidence too! It must be intentional!! Totally intentional!!"
Ji Xin glanced at her but ignored her.
Tang Language got even angrier: "Hey! I’m talking to you!"
"Because I was afraid and never went to Yellow Springs. Now that I finally have a strong bodyguard, I want to go take a look."
Ji Xin closed the document in her hands and finally spoke: "Do you even hear what you just said?"
"What’s wrong with that?"
Tang Language asked righteously, "Isn’t Chen Lusi a super strong bodyguard? He promised my grandmother he’d protect me for ten years! And I want to stay at Celestial Strategy Mansion even after! He’ll always be my super strong bodyguard!"
"Get out."
Ji Xin was too lazy to say anything to this simple-minded girl whose brain seemed to have settled in her chest.
She could accept her simplicity and her perception of safety from being with Chen Lusi for any activity.
But she couldn’t accept the blatant expression on her face of wanting to go off and play with Chen Lusi.
Because it’s truly dumb.
"You haven’t explained!"
Tang Language had no intention of leaving, and instead leaned closer to Ji Xin: "It’s intentional! You’re just afraid I’ll steal..."
Bam—
Before she could finish, the door was suddenly pushed open.
Mount Tai appeared at the door, causing both of them to freeze abruptly.
Ji Xin, holding Tang Language’s head down, looked at Mount Tai at the door and asked, puzzled, "Mount Tai?"
"What did you take away!?"
Mount Tai didn’t acknowledge them but glared at them furiously, "What did you take from Yellow Springs?"
"..."
Upon hearing this, Ji Xin’s pupils slightly contracted: "Are you the Goddess of Longevity?"
"I’m asking you! What did you take from Yellow Springs?"