Who Said My Wife Is A Demon! - Chapter 42

Seeing this scene, Yang Shifei was quite surprised.

“All the disciples of the Nine Layers Sect were questioned multiple times. It was confirmed that none of them had gone mad, and they had no contact with any other factions, eliminating potential dangers. So, the authorities released them all,” Tie Hanyang explained calmly. “I also explained the whole situation to them in detail.”

“That’s right,” Xiang Yu said, still kneeling, his expression heavy. “That’s why we are here to thank you, Young Master Yang.”

Yang Shifei smiled. “So you don’t blame me for killing Xiang Tianlin?”

“Master inexplicably fell into a hysteria, killing his wives and our junior sister. He must have been more pained than anyone else. To prevent him from harming others, his death… it had to be this way,” Xiang Yu said through gritted teeth. “Master spent his life practicing martial arts, adhering to the rules, and deeply loving his wife, children, and disciples. But his family perished because of him, and his reputation was destroyed overnight. Allowing him to die honorably as a warrior was the greatest kindness and respect you could give him.”

Xiang Zhao choked with emotion. “All our martial skills came from Master. He taught us how to live and be honorable, like a second father to us. Even though he made a grave mistake, he will always be our master.”

With that, the disciples of the Nine Layers Sect all kowtowed to the ground. “Thank you, Young Master Yang, for accompanying our master on his final journey.”

Yang Shifei’s smile faded. “Xiang Tianlin taught you how to live with honor, and you can still kneel out of filial piety. He didn’t just leave behind the dignity of a martial artist but also left behind good disciples like you.”

“…”

Yang Shifei said calmly, “Please rise now.”

The disciples of the Nine Layers Sect hesitated for a moment before silently standing up.

“What are your plans from now on?”

“We will mourn our master and his family for seven days,” Xiang Yu said with his head lowered. “We haven’t thought about what to do afterward.”

“Living under the protection of a sect isn’t always a good thing,” Yang Shifei patted his shoulder. “Since the Nine Layers Sect has disbanded, find your own way to live. Whether you choose to roam the martial world alone, find a stable job, or perhaps inherit your master’s legacy and start a new sect to pass down your martial arts, it’s up to you.”

“Thank you for your guidance, Young Master,” the disciples clasped their fists in respect. “If you ever need anything, just call on us. As long as one member of the Nine Layers Sect remains, we will come to your aid.”

Yang Shifei smiled slightly. “I appreciate that.”

Not long after, the disciples of the Nine Layers Sect hurried away, likely to return to their sect and handle the funerary affairs.

Tie Hanyang withdrew his gaze and said calmly, “Young Master Yang has the demeanor of a wise man.”

“Having more friends in the martial world is always better than having none,” Yang Shifei said more seriously. “Chief Tie, now that the people from Qi and Yan Empires have been captured, are there any other hidden threats in the East City?”

Tie Hanyang looked at him deeply. “The minor pawns in the shadows naturally don’t dare to show themselves casually, but the domestic situation is turbulent. A certain prince has made a deal with the Yan Empire emissaries, allowing them to move freely during the royal banquet.”

“Why is that?”

“Royal infighting is not something we can easily speculate about,” Tie Hanyang hinted. “What you need to do, young master, is to find your footing in these troubled times.”

Yang Shifei frowned slightly, not liking the feeling of speaking in riddles. However, he understood that the chief constable was hinting that he should align himself closely with Luo Xian’er to ensure stability.

“Chief Tie, have any important figures visited the East City recently?”

“Indeed, there have been some,” Tie Hanyang replied with a meaningful look. “The heroes are all present, only awaiting the arrival of the Sacred Martial Stone. On the night of the royal banquet, you will see them all. But before that—”

He took out a letter from his sleeve. “There is an important figure who wishes to meet you.”

Yang Shifei raised an eyebrow and took the letter, not yet opening it. Tie Hanyang continued, “You need not worry about their intentions; they mean no harm to the Luo family. In fact, if you and Miss Luo plan to establish a sect, having this person’s support could be beneficial.”

“Chief Tie, you know about our plans to establish a sect?”

“Miss Luo sent out secret letters last night. The authorities are aware,” Tie Hanyang gave him a slightly peculiar look. “However, the specifics have been left to you to decide.”

Yang Shifei was momentarily taken aback, then chuckled. Miss Luo certainly trusted him.

“Thank you, Chief Tie, for the introduction. When I have the time, I will meet with them.”

He then smiled and clasped his hands in thanks. “In the coming days, I hope the authorities will maintain strict vigilance. I am also curious to see the renowned Sacred Martial Stone and its wonders.”

Tie Hanyang nodded slightly. “Rest assured, Young Master Yang, we will do our best.”

After exchanging farewells, Yang Shifei watched as Tie Hanyang quickly departed. With the tense situation in the East City, it was clear that the chief constable considered this matter of great importance.

As for the so-called ‘important figure,’ Yang Shifei opened the letter. Besides the usual pleasantries, it contained an appointment time and place.

“Today at noon, at Mengshang Pavilion?”

He recalled Mengshang Pavilion as a place known for literary and artistic gatherings in the East City.

“—You two talked for so long, is it finally done?”

At that moment, a girl in luxurious clothing approached with light, quick steps.

Seeing the ordinary-looking girl before him, Yang Shifei was stunned. “And you are?”

The girl immediately looked displeased and replied irritably, “It’s only been a few days since we met, and you don’t even remember who I am?”

“Are you… the little princess?”

“That’s right!” The little princess smiled and clapped her hands. “Do you want to come out with me for a bit?”

Yang Shifei looked puzzled. “What do you need, Princess?”

“Just come with me. You’re Sister Luo’s fiancé; I’m not going to harm you.”

The little princess waved her hand, and a carriage quickly arrived and stopped nearby. Seeing her get into the carriage first, Yang Shifei hesitated for a moment. Thinking about Miss Luo’s good relationship with the young princess, he decided to step into the carriage after her.

…

The sky was gloomy with dark clouds gathering. Yang Shifei had no idea where they were headed, but the atmosphere inside the carriage felt slightly awkward. The little princess was sitting with her arms crossed, looking him up and down, nodding occasionally.

Yang Shifei felt a bit uncomfortable being stared at. “Princess?”

“It’s nothing major, I just wanted to meet you privately.”

The little princess laughed softly. “Looking closely, you are indeed quite handsome and robust. You and Sister Luo make a good match. I heard you helped Sister Luo solve a big problem a couple of days ago, which is commendable.”

She then smiled mischievously. “But I also heard that you come from a village and are penniless. I suppose you don’t have money to buy things for yourself, let alone thoughtful gifts for Sister Luo.”

Yang Shifei’s expression was subtle. “So, what is the princess suggesting?”

“Of course, I’m taking you to buy some things,” the little princess said with a slight tilt of her head. “Did you think I’d make a scene and shamelessly try to break you two up?”

She then gave a playful, slightly gossipy smile. “Yesterday, when Sister Luo mentioned you, her eyes were sparkling. I certainly don’t want to be the villain breaking up a pair of lovebirds.”

Yang Shifei raised an eyebrow. “Thank you, Princess, for your kind intentions. But I can’t accept gifts for nothing.”

“Stop right there,” the little princess interrupted, raising her hand. “It’s just a few small items; it won’t cost much. And don’t forget about the government reward money.”

With that, she pulled a small pouch from her sleeve and tossed it to him.

“Although you are considered part of the Luo family, the government won’t withhold your reward. I brought it to you.” She smiled. “So now, Young Master Yang, do you have some spare money?”

Yang Shifei nodded. “Thank you, Princess.”

Soon, the carriage arrived at a jewelry store. Yang Shifei got out and entered, marveling at the array of dazzling items on display. He hadn’t expected such a store in the East City…

“It’s mine,” the little princess said with a chuckle. “I run this jewelry store, and Sister Luo runs a fabric shop. It’s a collaboration.”

She quickly became serious again. “Sister Luo is used to seeing all kinds of precious jewels. Don’t choose anything too expensive and waste money. Instead, look for some exquisite and simple items; that’s what will touch a girl’s heart.”

Yang Shifei’s expression turned a bit strange.

So the little princess was really acting as his love guru?

“How about… a scented sachet?”

“Yes, that’s perfect!” The little princess gave him a look of approval, as if to say: you’re teachable.

“Choose a sachet with a gentle fragrance and an embroidery pattern that suits her tastes. It will warm her heart. Every night when she smells the scent, she’ll think of your face.”

Yang Shifei asked curiously, “Should I buy several, then?”

“No!”

The little princess quickly shook her head. “One is enough. Giving too many would be less meaningful.”

“So, one sachet per girl?”

“Exactly!”

Yang Shifei pondered this and then walked over to a display rack full of sachets, carefully selecting one.

The little princess watched for a moment, intending to give more advice, but then she paused.

“He actually knows Sister Luo likes lotus flowers?”

Seeing Yang Shifei take down a lotus-patterned sachet, she felt reassured.

Sister Luo had good taste; the man she fancied was thoughtful and seemed to understand her well—

But the next moment, Yang Shifei picked up two more sachets and went to the counter to pay.

The little princess was stunned.

Wait, I told you to choose one for Sister Luo. Why did you pick three?

How many lovers do you have?!