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As night falls, a faint red glow still remains on the horizon, as if it is the last touch of tenderness left by the setting sun as it is reluctant to leave.

After dinner, Jing Chunxi stood up and called softly, "Chun Tao, Hong Fen, Zheng Yue, let's go out to digest our food and take a look at Yiyang City at night."

It seems like the last time I went shopping was a bit long ago. The only time I could have a relaxing trip was when I had breakfast with Xu Zize in Jian'an City.

Thinking of Xu Zize Jing Chunxi, she was a little dazed, and suddenly felt empty in her heart. From Jiujiang County to Jian'an County, and then to Qingshan Villa, and accompanying her all the way back to Lingnan, she had become accustomed to his presence. Now that that person was not around, she felt a little uncomfortable.

"okay!"

Hongfen and Zhengyue responded almost at the same time, bringing Jing Chunxi back to his senses from his daze.

Their eyes sparkled with excitement. Especially the first month, she practically leaped for joy. Before being bought into Qiu Yi Manor, her life was filled with hardship and frustration. Every day she struggled for a full meal. To survive and grow up in this cruel world, she could only learn some random martial arts to protect herself.

Those days were like groping in the dark, with no light in sight. However, the turning point of her fate came when she was chosen by Jing Chunxi, returning from hell to heaven. This is her most real feeling about this experience.

At Qiuyi Manor and Qingshan Manor, she not only had delicious meals and a stable monthly salary, but also had professional boxers to teach her martial arts, and she could even study with her masters. This trip had broadened her horizons and opened her eyes to a whole new world.

"I haven't even been out and about properly!" Zhengyue exclaimed, her voice as clear and melodious as the chirping of a cheerful oriole, filled with curiosity and yearning for the unknown. Her voice echoed in the quiet air, drawing the attention of those around her.

Chuyi felt a little conflicted when he heard Jing Chunxi's greeting. He saw Xiaoman follow without hesitation, and he felt both worried and reluctant. He walked quickly and slowly, following carefully behind.

He was worried that the young lady would see him, but also worried that she wouldn't see him. He was worried that the young lady would be angry if she saw him coming unannounced, but also worried that if he didn't follow her, he would miss something important.

In the summer nights of Yiyang, darkness falls slowly. After the sun sets, a lingering red cloud lingers on the horizon, adding a touch of softness to the mountain city.

Perhaps due to geographical reasons, the climate here is not as hot as Shibaao. Instead, it is a little cool, making people feel particularly comfortable.

The streets and alleys of the mountain city are paved with bluestone and bluestone slabs, the traces of time leaving deep marks on these stones. The center of the street has been polished so smooth by the passage of time that you can almost see your reflection in the gray stone. Walking along such streets, one can almost hear the whispers of time and feel the sedimentation of history.

The whole city was quiet and peaceful. In the distance, a local dog was strolling leisurely. When it saw Jing Chunxi and his group, it just barked a few times and ran away. It was unclear whether it was resisting or welcoming the arrival of these strangers.

In front of a grocery store, a young woman sat by the door, patting a baby in a small rocking chair nearby. She hummed an unknown nursery rhyme, and the gentle song floated in the night air like a lullaby, soothing the baby and everyone who heard it.

Jing Chunxi and his group walked through the quiet alleys and then headed towards the bustling main street. The bustle of the main street formed a sharp contrast with the quiet of the alleys.

The streets are lined with stalls of all kinds, offering a dazzling array of goods. Some sell snacks, some sell handicrafts, and some sell fabrics... The various sounds intertwine together, forming a unique night market symphony in this mountain city.

Everyone was busy looking at the things being sold on the street. If they had money in their pockets, they would buy anything that was not too expensive. Soon, several people started to have something in their hands.

Only Chuntao and Chuyi remained calm and did not take action. They knew their responsibilities and could not neglect protecting Jing Chunxi because of a moment of playfulness.

Just as everyone was immersed in this lively atmosphere, Jing Chunxi suddenly exclaimed in a low voice: "July, September, keep an eye on that little beggar."

Her voice was very soft, but except for Hongfen, no one could hear it. Everyone else quickly stood up and ran over, soon surrounding Jing Chunxi.

Chuntao had been walking close to the young lady, so she was the quickest to act. She put her arms around the young lady, then spun around with Jing Chunxi in her arms, looking around vigilantly, as if ready to deal with any possible danger.

People who don’t know would think that Jing Chunxi doesn’t know martial arts and that Chuntao is the master.

"Yes!" The voices of July and September floated gently in their ears, and a gust of wind was already blowing towards the little beggar who had already turned the corner of the house.

They are agile and approach their target silently like ghosts in the night.

"It's okay." Jing Chunxi used a lot of strength to pry open Chuntao's tightly clenched arms, and then spoke to comfort everyone.

She looked at the nervousness of the crowd and couldn't help but feel a little amused, yet also a little touched. She knew that these people were so nervous because they genuinely cared about her.

"Chuyi, Xiaoman, find a way to get close to that little beggar. Use all your means to get him to talk. Put him and..." Jing Chunxi paused, then softened his tone and continued, "Find out in detail what they've been up to over the past three years."

"Yes!" Chuyi responded and rushed out immediately, running towards the corner of the house.

But after running for more than ten steps, he saw that Xiaoman had not caught up with him, so he stopped and looked back.

Jing Chunxi was equally surprised to see Xiaoman motionless. "I can't get you to do anything?" But she didn't get angry, knowing that this wasn't Xiaoman's nature. Xiaoman was lively, but she was always calm in the face of big things and wouldn't act impulsively.

"I'll escort the young lady back to the inn first." Xiaoman waved at Chuyi who was not far away and said, "Sisters July and September won't get lost. We'll take action after they find their destination." His voice was calm and firm, with a rare sense of confidence.

Jing Chunxi glanced back at Hongfen and Chuntao, who couldn't do martial arts, and then at Zhengyue. She hesitated a bit, but finally nodded. "Continue shopping. Buy anything you like. We'll be back in half an hour."

She knew that if there was any real danger, she and Zhengyue alone could not guarantee that they could protect Chuntao and Hongfen. If they did not hide in the space, it would be difficult for them to escape unscathed.

Thinking about the skills of July and September, and then recalling the little beggar's body which had become two times thinner than before, she felt that there was no need to be too anxious.

Just now, the little beggar quickly took two pancakes from the pancake stall opposite, and Jing Chunxi saw this scene in a flash.

She looked at the little beggar's skinny body and his clothes which were like rags, black and dirty, and she couldn't help feeling a little pity.

She didn't intend to expose him. In her opinion, the old man who sold the pancakes wouldn't die if he lost a few copper coins, but maybe two pancakes could save the beggar's life.

However, when the little beggar was about to reach the corner of the house and looked back at the old man in panic, the gloating yet vicious expression on his face made Jing Chunxi's heart ache.

She successfully captured that familiar face.

Even if ten or twenty years pass, she will never forget this man, and her younger brother Pu Ge'er will not forget him either, and he hates him to the core.