CHAPTER 259: CHAPTER 259: COULD IT BE THAT YOU WERE HIS WIFE IN A PAST LIFE?

"Sir, you’ve been watching me for half a year, what do you want?"

The young man with a haggard face, seemingly drained, sighed and shook his head, asking helplessly.

"With nothing better to do, when I see someone interesting, I naturally have to take a good look."

Qin Chuan shrugged with a smile.

"Isn’t it just a handsome customer who can’t pay? What’s so interesting about that?"

The haggard young man pouted.

"Precisely because he can’t pay, it’s interesting."

Qin Chuan smiled and said, "After all, getting things for free is also a skill."

The haggard young man’s face twitched, then he shrugged and said:

"I’m not a licentious person by nature, just interested in visiting women, mastering a trick or two isn’t surprising."

"Hmm, it’s just that, your trick is a bit frightening."

Qin Chuan nodded with a smile.

Visiting women, also known as...

"Alright, I admit my strength, I’m not pretending anymore, I’ll lay it out: I’m actually a super strong person."

After a while, the haggard young man spread his hands and asked, "So what do you really want with me?"

"Do you want a disciple? If you do, I’ll bring him to you."

Qin Chuan said with a smile.

"You’re talking about... that dazzling kid?" The haggard young man’s eyes flashed with a trace of golden light.

"Is he qualified?"

Qin Chuan asked with a grin.

"Qualified, yes, but... I’ve already chosen a disciple, and I only take one."

The haggard young man said.

"Is that person better than him?"

Qin Chuan asked.

The haggard young man suddenly laughed, his previously empty gaze suddenly revealing a hint of depth:

"Choosing a disciple doesn’t require picking the best, just the right one. I’m not the strongest myself, so why should I pick the best?"

Qin Chuan was slightly taken aback.

He felt a little more respect for this haggard young man, as this kind of open-minded attitude is rare.

He took a deep breath and said:

"But he has practiced the Sun Devouring Emperor Scripture, which is also a kind of fate, so why not take him under your wing?"

The haggard young man looked at Qin Chuan with a meaningful gaze: "Then you also practiced the Sun Devouring Emperor Scripture, why don’t you call me master?"

"Get lost!"

Qin Chuan’s face twitched.

"Hahaha, just kidding. Actually, he doesn’t necessarily have to be a disciple. A talented young man from the Human Race like him, as a senior, I’ll naturally take care of him a bit."

After a while, the haggard young man said with a smile.

"Thank you."

Qin Chuan clasped his fists to express his gratitude, then said solemnly: "However... throughout history, adversity makes the strong, an uncut jade can’t become valuable."

"I understand, I understand..."

The haggard young man said with a wink, as if he was full of mischief inside.

Qin Chuan cupped his hand in respect towards him.

This gesture was a salute to a kindred spirit!

"Oh dear oh dear..."

"Splash—"

The next moment, the haggard young man’s body seemed to lose balance, flailing around before plunging into the river.

Suddenly, there was a cacophony of chicken clucking.

The conversation between the two was actually a form of consciousness exchange. To outsiders, the two of them stood unmoved, while to them, it seemed like the other was speaking to them with expressions and gestures.

It’s as if there are two completely different worlds, invisible to the average person, a difference in level.

"Grandpa!"

At this moment, a graceful figure flew from a distance, light as a startled swan, resembling a swimming dragon, then landed on the painting boat.

"Grandpa, are you alright?"

The girl worriedly examined the old white-haired man’s body, as if fearing her grandfather had suddenly lost an arm or leg.

"I’m fine, I’m fine. Wanqing, quickly kneel and thank our benefactor, it was this benefactor who saved us."

The old white-haired man hastily said.

"Thank you, sir, for your life-saving grace!"

The girl turned around, bowed her head and curtsied to Qin Chuan, her attitude gentle and sincere, very respectful.

Qin Chuan looked at the girl.

The girl was dressed in a plain gauze skirt, but it couldn’t hide her pure and spirited aura. She was like a clear spring, calming at a glance, and akin to flawless jade, with strength beneath her gentle exterior.

And at this time.

The girl slowly raised her head and looked at Qin Chuan’s face with some shyness, wanting to see what this life-saving benefactor looked like.

However, when her gaze fell on that face, her delicate body trembled slightly, her eyes rippled like water, and her pupils became unfocused.

"This..."

She stared blankly at Qin Chuan, and involuntarily reached out her hands, wanting to hold that familiar face.

"Wanqing!"

The white-haired old man suddenly called out.

The young girl snapped back to reality, withdrawing her hands like a frightened bird, then hurriedly bowed and apologized.

"I’m sorry, I... I didn’t mean to offend you, sir. I just... couldn’t help myself."

"It’s alright."

Qin Chuan said with a smile.

Actually, he didn’t mind; having a pure-hearted girl flustered over his dazzling looks was a pleasant experience for anyone.

Even for a gentleman like him, encountering such an incident unexpectedly felt delightful.

"Wanqing, from now on, follow this gentleman. Do some tasks like serving tea, and he will protect you well."

This time, the white-haired old man said.

"Ah?"

Hearing this, Yu Wanqing felt no resistance in her heart, and instead asked, "What about you?"

"Haha, over the years, having to take care of you as a burden, I dared not go anywhere. Now, I can go wherever I wish."

The white-haired old man laughed.

The girl fell silent.

She pursed her lips and said, "Grandpa... why don’t you take me along, I’ll accompany you wherever you go."

She was clever and knew well her grandfather’s intentions. The old man merely wanted to find her a protector, while he himself would continue living a life of uncertainty.

How could she let the old man wander alone?

"You silly girl, you’ve been a burden to grandpa for so many years, isn’t that enough? Can’t I live my own life?!"

The white-haired old man pretended to be angry.

"What kind of life do you want that I’m hindering? The last time you went to chat late at night with the sister at Bright Moon Building, I even made you a bowl of greens noodle soup at home. I heard that late-night chats are quite exhausting."

The girl covered her mouth, chuckling.

"Nonsense!"

The white-haired old man’s face turned red, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, he jumped up and shouted: "When did I ever go to Bright Moon Building to find Qingniang?!"

The girl’s eyes curved into crescents with laughter.

"Okay, stop arguing. Actually, you both don’t have to follow me; I’ve already arranged a path for you."

Qin Chuan said calmly.

"What?!"

The white-haired old man’s eyes widened in surprise and disbelief.

Qin Chuan’s face showed a slight smile:

"In the future, there will be someone to protect you. When you’re in danger, he’ll take action."

"Is... is this true?"

The white-haired old man still found it hard to believe. To protect them from the Yu Family’s pursuit, one would need to be a Martial Emperor.

Dispatching a Martial Emperor expert specifically to secretly protect them? How big a cost would that be?

Why was this gentleman treating them so well?

"Do I need to deceive you?"

Qin Chuan stood with his hands behind his back, smiling as he asked.

The white-haired old man took a deep breath.

Indeed, would a venerable Martial Emperor have any need to lie to such insignificant people like them? They had nothing to offer.

For someone of such magnitude, slapping them to death would be more convenient than lying—at least it would take less time.

"Thank you, sir! Your great kindness will never be forgotten!"

The white-haired old man suddenly knelt down again.

The young girl, supporting her grandfather’s arm, knelt alongside him, her head lowered without speaking.

She wanted to lift her head to look at Qin Chuan a few more times, but in the end, due to her shyness, she couldn’t.

"I am preparing to leave here, until we meet again."

Qin Chuan said with a smile, then stepped onto the water and walked away slowly. With each step, his body flickered, appearing as if he teleported to the next place, while the silhouette left behind gradually dissipated.

It was as if light refractions were left behind.

Within a few steps, he had completely vanished from their sight, leaving behind only a succession of fading silhouettes.

Yu Wanqing stood frozen, looking in the direction of Qin Chuan’s departure, her eyes vacant and somewhat lost.

"Wanqing, what happened to you earlier, why did you act so rudely? Fortunately, the gentleman didn’t mind."

The white-haired old man said.

"I... I don’t know what happened. It just felt like he... was familiar, like... a person very close to me."

The girl shook her head in bewilderment, murmuring softly.

The white-haired old man thought for a moment and then suddenly teased: "Hahaha, is it so magical? Could it be you were his wife in a past life?"

"Grandpa!"

The girl blushed, and twisted her grandfather’s arm twice, making the old fellow grimace.

Soon.

The grandfather and granddaughter playfully left the place.

Meanwhile, the haggard young man still soaking in the river twitched the corners of his mouth a few times and said through gritted teeth:

"You rascal, having quite the fun, aren’t you! I’m over here working myself to death, and you get all the good reputation!"