Chapter 48: We Are Looking For Someone (4)

Chapter 48: We Are Looking For Someone (4)

We Are Looking For Someone (4)

Anyway, tasting the gift on the spot, even though it may not be polite, would definitely create a very pleasing scene. Right?

Qing put a leaf soaked in poppy sap into her mouth and chewed.

It was bitter at first, and then it had a rather strange taste.

Truly, an indescribable flavor and texture.

The pickled leaf didnt dissolve or break down in her mouth, but rather just oozed a bitter juice.

It wasnt bad enough to spit out, but it also wasnt all that tasty either.

But well, it wasnt meant to be eaten for its flavor in the first place, so what else could really be done? All she could do was endure it.

How much time had passed since she thoroughly chewed and swallowed even the fibrous residue?

Soon, a drowsy medicinal effect spread throughout her.

It felt like she was somehow floating, making her feel at ease as if everything in the world was soft and fluffy.

After crawling on her butt until she reached the wall, Qing slumped down against it.

In truth, opium poppy was considered more of a first-aid medicine in the Central Plains.

It was because of its excellent efficacy.

It reduced fever, relieved indigestion, and stopped diarrhea.

Moreover, it soothed pain and hunger, a truly miraculous herb like no other in Heaven and Earth.

On top of that, it was hardy and grew in abundance.

It was common practice in civilian households to grow a few of them in the backyard for medicinal use.

It was common for female martial artists to carry it around. After all, it helped alleviate the discomfort and agony they experienced in a certain few days of the month.

It wasnt just about feeling like shit and a bit nauseous; the merciless Jianghu did not consider a womans circumstances. It was potentially more fatal than mere sickness.

As such, the other two did not really stop her.

Per usual, Changbin had something to say, but looked away awkwardly instead.

Meanwhile, Peng Daesan just gave a piece of advice.

It is not healthy for a martial artist. It is best to use it one at a time only when absolutely necessary, but.

Then, he looked towards Namgung Shinjae.

Or at least, Peng Daesan believed he just looked at him.

How do you know about that day of the month, Big Brother Namgung? And to think you would even keep track of such a thing. How is this so?

Huhhh. Little Brother Peng, your gaze is quite impolite, is it not? It was not me who kept track, nor am I the one to bring such a herb. Elder Keeper of Secrets gave it to me.

Elder Keeper of Secrets, you say? How did such a figure?

The Discipline Elder of the Beggars Union, Keeper of Secrets Nugok, was well-known for his obsession with secrets.

When I first met Sword Brother, coincidentally, there was mm. misconduct. Mm. Yes. That happened. I thought, how could there be such a fierce woman in this world? Perhaps the Elder thought the same after seeing that situation and wished to give her some poppy.

Ah.

The glint in Peng Daesans eyes changed.

Misconduct. And fierceness.

What exactly had the Keeper of Secrets seen to personally send poppy to a girl who could be his granddaughter?

There is no need to send such pitying looks. Well, in the end, I became friends with such a precious Sword Brother. Is it not just like that saying? It is unpredictable how joy and misfortune would enter your life. Is that not so, Sword Brother?

Yeahhhhh. Sword Brotherrrrr.

Qing raised her arm and responded.

Poppy was originally a toxic plant.

Seeing how she took a huge bite from the start and thoroughly sucked out all the juice, it was no wonder she was intoxicated.

Normally, poppy was finely chopped or brewed like tea to control its effects.

Peng Daesan cocked his head.

What is this? Why is she acting like someone whos chewing on poppy for the first time?

Could it be You

-Esteemed guests. Dinner has been prepared.

A servants call inviting the guests to dinner interrupted Peng Daesans words.

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Qing wasnt drunk but rather, high on drugs.

Huh, I guess all these scamming motherfuckers think the same way. How is it that they are all so identical?

Qing thought, her mind soaring due to the drugs.

What would it have been like in-game?

I probably wouldve had to lead some comrades, find evidence, search for people. Even witnesses may have been necessary.

Maybe I would have dragged literally everyones name in the mud? Youre the culprit! No, you! Nah, its the father! No, the mother! Sorry, I meant the grandfather! Nevermind, its the grandmother! I would have accused everyone, tarnishing their honor. I mean, as long as its not me, right? Who cares about them NPCs?

After all, in games where attacking NPCs are not allowed Only after uncovering the conspiracy would they get judged as an enemy.

And then, I would be able to beat the shit out of them.

But right now?

Is this a game? To be honest, I dont really know either? I guess?

But does that mean I cant attack?

Nah. Fuck that.

Status Window? If you want to stop me, just try it.

Fuck it. Ill fuck over whoever I want. Of course, I mean metaphorically. My dick is gone, after all. Anyway, fuck off. Im gonna do as I fucking please.

Even if my dick is gone physically, I believe that the cock and balls of the soul is what makes a true man!

Qings smile grew increasingly similar.

Fortunately, a catastrophe where the girl, overflowing with Heavenly Slaughter, suddenly started emitting killing intent did not occur.

It was because the meal ended at just the right time.

After they finished eating and got up to return to their rooms

Qing whispered to Wang Sonman as she passed by him.

Young Master, I will see you at the side gate after midnight. I will be waiting.

Steam seemed to snort out from Wang Sonmans nose.

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Even Qing couldnt help but doze off slightly due to the medicinal effect, thus being a bit late.

Of course, it wasnt Qings fault at all.

The responsibility for being late was entirely on those primitive Chinese fuckers of the Middle Ages who didnt even have a clock in their rooms.

Meanwhile, unbeknownst to Qing, there was more than just one side gate in the Daijing Sect.

So, Wang Sonman paced back and forth near the sects side gates as the time approached, his heart burning with impatience.

Was she just playing around with me?

Come to think of it, he thought there was no reason for her to choose him over the formidable members of the Heavenly Martial Team. Even in the slim case that she did, there was no reason to specifically flirt with the second son when there was a separate successor to the sect.

But those eyes

What if she was just briefly delayed because she dozed off?

Thus, Wang Sonman wandered for about an hour and a half.

To put it in modern terms, he basically waited aimlessly for three hours in the hope of banging a girl.

He was truly an exemplar in displaying the sorrow of a man.

And finally

Ah. Young Master. I apologize for being late.

Not at all. Damsel. I have just arriv- Nono, I have waited a long.time, but it is no matter.

Wang Sonman started with the usual stereotypical reply but then corrected himself, realizing the oddity in his words.

It wasnt right to say he had just arrived when it was more than an hour and a half after the expected time. Claiming he hadnt waited long would make him seem tardy, after all.

Um, Young Master. I am embarrassed to ask this, but

W-What is it?

Is there perhaps a place where one can scream loudly without being overheard?

Heuk.

Wang Sonman spat out his last remaining breaths in spite of himself.

/genesisforsaken