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Shi Yuan frowned as he urged people to leave. His grandfather had been working tirelessly for several days; didn't he need some rest? Meanwhile, Mingze lay drunkenly on Shi Yun's bed, refusing to get up, mumbling incoherently all night and calling out for Ning'er.
Shi Yun comforted the small steward as he sent him away, then covered Mingze with a blanket from Midnight. He couldn't help but gaze at Mingze's face several times, noticing the deep furrows etched between his brows.
Inside the Small Tavern, Old Vine, a tiny treant no taller than a palm, jumped up and down on Sang Qingxiao's blanket. "Xiaoxiao, let's leave Jingjing City! Is everyone in the Sang Family this crazy? They come right out with a big move."
If it weren't for the sound of the Office of Censors, which inadvertently drew out the Xuande Emperor's deepest Inner Demon, magnified by the hallucinogenic gas from the Ink Poison Umbrella, leading to his sudden illness and early treatment, the Xuande Emperor might have died in confusion!
With the death of the Xuande Emperor and no capable prince left behind, the Great Jing Dynasty would surely descend into chaos. Tsk tsk, it must be Sang Bai Jue's scheme. The Great Jing Dynasty is finished; the royal family's crimes against the Sang Family will no longer hold weight.
Once the Sang Family raises their voice again, many will surely follow. If their desire for revenge grows stronger and wilder, they could potentially overturn the entire continent. At that point, corpses would litter the land, and people would be in despair. How could just a few of us stop that?
It would be better to distance ourselves from it all now; what we don't see won't hurt us. The world isn't just this one continent; we can run our Small Tavern while traveling around.
If you can't bear to part with Qi Xiaomian, we could just drug him and take him away while he's unconscious.
Sang Qingxiao laughed at his antics. "You're getting more ridiculous by the minute."
"Ridiculous? It's perfectly reasonable!"
The incident with the Whale Demon wasn't also orchestrated by Sang Bai Jue, was it?
Whether it's Whale Oil or the Sea Goddess, both are coveted by the royal family. How coincidental that they became addicted like bait!
If you hadn't stopped them in time, with Jingnan's capabilities—even without murderous intent—the royal family would have suffered greatly. If neighboring countries attacked together afterward... I shudder to think.
Old Vine exclaimed dramatically.
But Old Vine replied, "This is a reasonable guess. If I'm right and they've started plotting this early... Sang Qingxiao, compared to your uncle, your methods are still quite naive."
Considering just once with the Ink Poison Umbrella—twice now—in less than half a year, the royal family has faced two deaths. Sang Bai Jue won't stop here; there will definitely be a third and fourth attempt.
Every time you intervene, Sang Bai Jue might have already taken notice of you. The next time he strikes, you could very well become a target too.
"Oh dear! That's terrifying! Xiaoxiao, listen to an old man's advice: let's hurry and leave before we get involved any further."
Sang Qingxiao asked him, "Old Vine, if Sang Bai Jue gathers the Sang Family Army again and thousands come to besiege you, can't you escape?"
"That's nonsense! Who do you think I am? I can vanish in an instant."
"Then what are you afraid of?" Sang Qingxiao sighed. "Continue on; your earlier irrationality stems from speculation. While I may waver at times too, my bloodline comes from Sangjie. The knowledge I've gained here is thanks to Sang Bai Jue; I owe him too much to turn my back now."
Originally thinking of clearing the Sang Family's bad name and bringing them back to Jingjing City as a way to repay their kindness, if they demand too much from me now, I won't help them commit evil deeds. If I can correct things for the better, that's best; if not, I don't possess any grand ideals of self-sacrifice. At that point, we can all leave together.
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