Chapter 478: Return

Chapter 478: Return

In the end, Weng Quan bought some things and carried them with Song Lian to his current courtyard. The woman came out to welcome them warmly. She looked at Weng Quan and complained, "If you're coming, just come. Why did you buy stuff?"

Weng Quan replied honestly, "I wasn't planning to buy anything, but Second Uncle insisted. Auntie, must we act so distant as one family?"

Hearing this, Song Lian glared fiercely at Weng Quan. This silly kid, why is he so dumb?

The woman then glared at Song Lian and scolded, "We're all family, why make such a fuss?"

Song Lian felt rather helpless. "Just trying to teach this silly kid a bit about social niceties. Who knew he'd be this clueless."

Weng Quan glanced at his uncle with a sense of grievance but did not dare to say anything.

The woman took the things and went back to the kitchen to start cooking. Weng Quan sat obediently in the courtyard, not daring to speak.

Song Lian glanced at Weng Quan and took the initiative to say, "Why don't you go to the Northern Frontier?"

Weng Quan was taken aback, wearing a pained expression. "Second Uncle, do you really want me to die?"

Song Lian who was just casually mentioning going to the Northern Frontier had a dark expression when he heard this, "Are you fucking scared of death?"

Weng Quan nodded earnestly. "Second Uncle, aren't you afraid of death?"

Song Lian fell silent.

After a moment of thought, Weng Quan continued, "But if the day comes when I'm really needed to die, I won't need you to say it, Second Uncle, I'll definitely go."

"You stinking brat, even if that day comes, it won't be your turn."

Song Lian patted Weng Quan on the shoulder, smiling faintly. "You silly kid, clueless in all aspects, but you're not bad at heart. You're indeed a son of my Song family."

Weng Quan carefully reminded him, "Second Uncle, my surname is Weng."

"Well, you're still part of my Song family!"

Song Lian stood up, truly unwilling to spend more time with this silly kid.

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On her way back to the academy, Xie Nandu encountered a steward from the Xie Family delivering the official gazette. The steward had initially intended to deliver it to the small courtyard at the academy, but upon learning that Xie Nandu was not there, he began searching for her in the Divine Capital. Given the Xie Family's resources, finding someone was not a problem.

Xie Nandu said calmly, "The South Lake is right here. Go ahead and drown yourself." Huang Zhi stared at Xie Nandu in disbelief, unable to fathom that she would say something like that.

"Since your willingness to die for me is false, then how can your professed deep affection be believed? Stop wasting your time on me."

With that, Xie Nandu turned and walked away, leaving Huang Zhi standing there in a daze, the last glimmer of hope in his eyes finally extinguished.

By this time, quite a few students had gathered around. The matter between Huang Zhi and Xie Nandu was no secret at the academy. Most thought Huang Zhi had long given up, but no one expected this final, desperate act from him.

Many students looked at Huang Zhi with eyes full of sympathy.

Losing face once was one thing, but doing it repeatedly was truly too tragic.

Xie Nandu could not be bothered with any of this and was about to leave when a voice suddenly called out from behind, somewhat teasingly, "Aren't you afraid that guy will turn his love into hate because of your cruel words?"

As the voice rang out, many students immediately turned their heads in its direction.

Countless people saw a young man in black, carrying a saber, appearing not far away.

That guy came back!

The students' expressions became uneasy. Those well-informed had known that the young Commander Chen had left the Divine Capital early in the spring, and now it was almost autumn.

The Divine Capital had been free of Chen Chao's presence for months, and the students had been feeling quite relaxed.

After all, whether it was the previous verbal sparring at the South Lake or that snowy winter when Chen Chao made mass arrests, even affecting the academy, many students felt uncomfortable whenever they thought about these events, even if some bore no ill will towards him.

But no matter how much they disliked seeing this young man, he had returned once again.

Huang Zhi's face was wooden, he was no longer feeling anything at this moment.

Xie Nandu slowly turned her head, only to see a young man in black, carrying a saber, standing not far away, smiling at her.

Frowning, Xie Nandu said, "How did I not notice you?"

She had nine flying swords and was far more sensitive to sword qi than other sword cultivators of the same level. Yet, compared to Chen Chao, she was still lacking.

Chen Chao replied with a cheerful smile, "I didn't want you to notice me, so how could you?"

Xie Nandu glanced at the tear in Chen Chao's black robe without saying anything.

Chen Chao walked a few steps forward, took out a short sword from his bosom, and handed it to her, smiling as he said, "A gift for you. It's very suitable for peeling fruit."