Wun Fan couldn’t help but shiver under Hung Yun Zaak’s gaze. His eyes seemed to have an unusual power, his gaze seemed to penetrate whatever he was looking at, as if he was about to see through Wun Fan and reveal his secrets. However, that feeling was quick and fleeting.
Wun Fan’s injuries weren’t serious, but they weren’t so light that they could be ignored either. Stopping the bleeding was still necessary.
Wun Fan felt fatigue wash over him. His eyelids turned as heavy as lead. He glanced over at where Wun Ching Yeung was standing. He stared back at him, the look in his eyes saying something very clearly, Go back and rest. I’ll settle this whole mess with you later.
Wun Fan grabbed his aching head and lamented in his own mind, I’m not even the one who started the fight.
As the third young master of the Wun Clan, Wun Fan had to show proper courtesy towards the mayor. He stopped before Hung Yun Zaak, bowed and greeted him, “Mayor, I’m going to go call for a doctor, so I’ll be taking leave now.” Wun Fan took a few steps back and turned around to walk away after saying that.
However, to his surprise, the soft voice rang out once more, “Lethality: Four-Leaf Clover’s Array of Revitalization.”
Hung Yun Zaak put his palms together, pull them to his right clenched his fingers and pushed his hands forward. His soul energy turned into countless four-leaf clovers which landed on Wun Fan. Scabs instantly formed over the numerous injuries, stopping the bleeding and greatly relieving the pain that Wun Fan was feeling.
“I’ll help you with the bleeding first, handsome boy. It will make dealing with the injuries easier later,” Wun Fan turned around to see Hung Yun Zaak smile at him warmly. Hung Yun Zaak’s hands were raised slightly as he rubbed his fingertips together. He raised his chin a little when he laughed and his hips swayed along. Wun Fan shivered again.
He couldn’t help but wonder to himself, Do powerful martial artists tend to end up being gay?
Wun Fan was still drenched in blood. It was not a comfortable feeling and he wanted to hurry back home to change. Hung Yun Zaak remained where he was, thinking for a moment before saying to himself, “Wun Fan, was it? Interesting. A ninth-level Martial Disciple with abnormally pure aether. He can even defend against my martial soul’s power.”
He then waved his hand and walked tiny steps towards the Wun Clan’s guest lounge with his tiny steps, the servants leading the way.315Please respect copyright.PENANAu6QPCpfzcP
Wun Ching Yeung hurried to the lounge to meet with Hung Yun Zaak after dealing with the aftermath. Hung Yun Zaak was being attended to by the servants and drinking tea from a cup. Wun Ching Yeung quickly apologized and took a seat.
“Here, Ching Yeung, try some of my Virgin Peacebringer Tea. Not only does it help soothe your mind, but it’s also good for your lungs and liver. It even helps restore your vigor and makes you more active!” Hung Yun Zaak pulled his sleeve back and smiled as he poured a cup for Wun Ching Yeung. Wun Ching Yeung quickly tapped the table with two fingers as a show of gratitude1.
“What brought you here to visit all of a sudden, Mayor? Why not take a walk around the market?” Wun Ching Yeung raised and tipped the cup at Hung Yung Zaak first before taking a sip. The tea was a mix of sweet, bitter, sour and tart when it first entered his mouth, but a few moments later, the rich but sophisticated smell of tea filled his entire mouth. There was even a faint hint of coolness with a refreshing and invigorating effect. When he finally swallowed the tea, he felt refreshed and cool. He couldn’t help but praise it, “Truly great tea.”
Hung Yun Zaak smiled when he heard Wun Ching Yeung praise his tea. He excitedly explained, “You have no idea, Ching Yeung.”
He took out a small jar from his robes and opened it to show Wun Ching Yeung its contents as he explained patiently, “The flowers of Peacebringer Tea can only be harvested by virgin women who are Martial Masters. Moreover, once they have plucked the flowers, they will have to keep them close to their body, often placing it under their brassiere to steep the petals with their body’s fragrance.”
A slight hint of awkwardness crept onto Wun Ching Yeung’s face as he heard Hung Yun Zaak describe the harvesting process of the Peacebringer flower. However, the mayor continued talking without pause, “Then, a maiden of Innate Martial Master realm will first have to wash their mouths dozens of times with water from a cold spring, before they gently chew the Peacebringer flower in their mouths. The petals will sit for thirty minutes until they are soft, before the maiden spits them out and stores them in a cold cellar. Only then will the petals gain their cooling sensation. However, the highest-grade Virgin Peacebringer Tea requires the petals to be kept in the honey-hole2 and be steeped in its juices for twenty-four hours before it is put in a jar, kept in a cold cellar and left to ferment for six months for the final product. Just fifty grams of this tea can sell for over a hundred gold coins in an auction.”
“This tea is one of those highest-grade teas…” Hung Yun Zaak caressed the jar with a look of contentment on his face.
“Gak…ugh…” Wun Ching Yeung felt his stomach churn when he heard this. He even retched a little. He tried his best to not throw up as he smiled awkwardly and said, “I had no idea it was such a valuable product.”
Didn’t this mean that this tea…
“Do you want more?” Hung Yun Zaak lifted the teapot up to pour him some more, but Wun Ching Yeung immediately pressed his hand down as he smiled and said, “Mayor, I think we should get right down to business.”
Wun Ching Yeung didn’t believe that Hung Yun Zaak was truly so free-spirited that he had made a special visit to the Wun Mansion just to drink tea with him. As the mayor of the town, he had many, many administrative tasks to deal with on a daily basis. If he had this much time, he would be better off using it to look at his documents.
Of course, Wun Ching Yeung also didn’t want to take even one more sip of that tea.
Hung Yun Zaak wasted no more words on pleasantries. His expression changed slightly and even his voice seemed to turn a little deeper as he said, “Ching Yeung, I’m sure you know why I’m here.”
“I want to know what happened on the night of the second day of the New Year.” Hung Yun Zaak stated.
“As I expected,” Wun Ching Yeung had expected this to happen. After all, the aura on that night was incredibly shocking. The mayor was just as powerful as he was, if not more. There was no way that burst of aura would have escaped his notice.
“In all honesty, Mayor, I have no idea,” Wun Ching Yeung seemed to have trouble organizing his words, pausing and hesitating every so often, “Honestly speaking, the shocking aura that erupted that night on the mountain was so immense, it was like nothing I have ever experienced. I rushed over there with the great elder when we felt the aura, but found no one at all. This is the full truth and I hope you will believe what I say, Mayor.”
“Mm…” Hung Yun Zaak was unconsciously biting his thumb as he pondered what Wun Ching Yeung had said. He then followed with a question, “Was it someone powerful?”
Wun Ching Yeung shook his head and replied, “I don’t dare say for sure. The aura only appeared for a brief moment before vanishing entirely. Someone powerful enough to control their aura freely in this manner would not have let any of us detect his presence.”
“Were there any other abnormalities apart from this?” Hung Yun Zaak couldn’t understand why such a mysterious thing had happened. Green Sea Town had been growing more and more prosperous under his governance. He did not want an unexpected incident to cause any trouble.
“Only my adopted son Wun Fan was there, collapsed on the ground. He’s the boy that you helped heal earlier. He was training on the mountain that night. It’s a habit he has been keeping for the past three years. Everyone in the clan can attest to that. At that moment, blood had rushed to his head and he had fallen completely unconscious,” Wun Ching Yeung did not hide anything. After all, the entire Wun Clan knew that Wun Fan had fallen unconscious on the mountain that night. He couldn’t hide it even if he wanted to. Moreover, there was really nothing to hide. Even he himself didn’t quite understand what had happened that night.
“Well, if that’s the case, then I should get back to my office to deal with other matters,” seeing how sincere Wun Ching Yeung had been and how clear his eyes appeared to be, Hung Yun Zaak had no choice but to believe him. He knew Wun Ching Yeung to be an honest and upright person, who had hardly any reason to lie over such a minor incident.
Everything remained to be observed.
However, Wun Fan had definitely caught his attention.315Please respect copyright.PENANA9ynUPWBqHW
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1. A customary way of thanking someone for pouring tea for you. The custom is said to have started with an emperor. Once, the emperor went out to tour the city in disguise. He poured tea for his servant and his servant, wishing to express his gratitude, but not wanting to blow the emperor's cover, chose to tap the table twice as a way of expressing his thanks instead of bowing.315Please respect copyright.PENANAFQ4dbfPqXg
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2. If it wasn't clear, 'honey-hole' in this case is an euphemism for a female's private parts. Yes, the two men are drinking tea fermented in, er, suspicious juices. And yes, Hung Yun Zaak is a freak.315Please respect copyright.PENANAL5VdrnCQw4