Long Aotian’s Beautiful Butler Has Run Away chapter 66

Chapter 66: Return to the Villa

Actually, when he first heard the name Lu Yinglin, Rong Xie felt it sounded somewhat familiar.

However, Lu Yinglin was a manager at the Yuanbao Auction House, far different from the image of Lu Yingqi in his memory, so he didn’t think deeply about it.

Now, Wang Mu told him that Lu Yinglin had a twin brother named “One Sword of Heavenly Mystic” Lu Yingqi, instantly awakening Rong Xie’s memory.

Rong Xie had heard this name in his prophetic dream. People in the Mirror Palace hall discussed him, saying that if he were still there and joined hands with Shen Bingsi, they might not necessarily lose to the Heavenly Demons.

But he wasn’t there… Shen Bingsi could only fight alone. To defeat the Heavenly Demons, there was only one path: Proving the Dao.

Proving the Dao… thinking of this term, Rong Xie felt his stomach churn.

Fortunately, there was still time.

Rong Xie took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.

As long as Lu Yingqi could live until the grand finale, then Shen Bingsi might not need to use drastic means to prove the Dao. The Heavenly Demons would be destroyed by their combined efforts as soon as they emerged, and the mortal and cultivation worlds wouldn’t suffer such devastation.

Old Sect Master Xue… wouldn’t have to sacrifice himself to the Dao either.

So, the key to the problem now was: How exactly did Lu Yingqi die? With his strength and the level of esteem he held in the prophetic dream, he shouldn’t have died casually. There must be a reason.

Rong Xie couldn’t help thinking of the Lu family’s perverted method of controlling people.

Could it be…

Related to that?

However, these were all guesses. Concluding that Lu Yingqi was harmed by the Lu family based merely on a few sentences in a prophetic dream was too arbitrary.

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But for Rong Xie, this was equivalent to a bright lamp suddenly appearing in a pitch-black path ahead. No matter what was under the lamp, he definitely had to go over and take a look.

So, he still had to continue contacting Lu Yinglin… It was just that for someone who loved socializing like Lu Yinglin, who could even talk about his own sad past, why did he never mention his outstanding brother?

“Lu Yingqi?”

The next day, on the carriage back to the Lingjing Sect, Rong Xie asked Lu Yinglin about this.

Lu Yinglin was originally quite happy that Rong Xie was sharing a carriage with him. He didn’t expect Rong Xie to mention Lu Yingqi. His eyes flickered slightly, then he smiled. “He has always rarely shown his face outside, focusing wholeheartedly on studying swordsmanship. A sword idiot. I thought Junior Brother Rong wouldn’t be interested in him.”

Rong Xie paused. Indeed, at this time, Lu Yingqi didn’t have much fame yet, unlike Shen Bingsi who revealed his sharpness early, becoming the Heartless Path Adjudicator at a young age, slaying demons everywhere, and accumulating a lot of prestige.

If not for hearing people mention it in the prophetic dream, Rong Xie might not know who Lu Yingqi was. There were as many disciples in the three major sects cultivating behind closed doors as crucians in a river; Rong Xie couldn’t possibly remember them all.

“Mn, I heard Shen Bingsi mention it. He said his swordsmanship is powerful and he studied under Elder Bai of the Heavenly Mystic Sect. I didn’t expect him to have such a close kinship with you.” Rong Xie pushed the blame onto Shen Bingsi. Anyway, Shen Bingsi wouldn’t have any interaction with Lu Yinglin.

“I see.” Lu Yinglin said indifferently. “His swordsmanship is indeed powerful. However, he went into seclusion twenty years ago. I can’t say what level he has reached now.”

“Does he have an Attendant Boy too?” Rong Xie asked.

“Of course.” Lu Yinglin sneered. “His Attendant Boy is doing very well.”

Rong Xie was surprised. Lu Yinglin’s laugh seemed to carry a lot of resentment.

“If you hadn’t brought him up, I wouldn’t have wanted to say it. When Xiao Ya was suffering, I once asked him for help. But he hid in his secluded meditation room and refused to even see me, sending only one sentence at the end telling me to be more open-minded.” Lu Yinglin said resentfully.

“How could he be like that…” Rong Xie frowned.

“Forget it. I shouldn’t have said these things. After Xiao Ya passed away, I swore to myself that I would never mention Lu Yingqi outside again, pretending I don’t have such a brother.” Lu Yinglin said.

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Rong Xie understood why Lu Yinglin never mentioned Lu Yingqi. To think there was such an old grudge between the biological brothers. It sounded like it was entirely the older brother’s fault. Even if he was in a hurry to cultivate, he shouldn’t be so cold-blooded toward his own twin brother.

“Sorry, I didn’t know… you had such a conflict.”

Lu Yinglin shook his head. “I can’t blame you. Who would have thought he was such a person?”

A sword idiot, unreasonable, lacking familial affection, but treating his own Attendant Boy quite well.

After chatting with Lu Yinglin, Rong Xie was left with this impression of the “One Sword of Heavenly Mystic” who might save the world with Shen Bingsi in the future.

However, no matter what kind of person he was, as long as he wasn’t a world-destroying demon himself, Rong Xie had to protect him.

…

Rong Xie found it funny himself. He, an abandoned disciple of the Lingjing Sect who hadn’t even reached Foundation Establishment, was actually going to protect a Great Cultivator whose swordsmanship was on par with Shen Bingsi.

“Master Lu, I have a presumptuous request. I wonder if you could introduce me to Lu Yingqi?” Rong Xie said. “I have something very important to tell him.”

Rong Xie thought about it. Although the brothers Lu Yinglin and Lu Yingqi were at odds, the only way he could find to contact Lu Yingqi so far was through Lu Yinglin’s introduction.

In the face of the great calamity of the Heavenly Demons destroying the world, other things were unimportant. He had to see Lu Yingqi.

“What very important thing?” Lu Yinglin’s expression predictably became very ugly.

“Um… he might have a bloody calamity.” Rong Xie spoke directly.

“What?” Lu Yinglin was stunned.

“I don’t know why, but Shen Bingsi seems to regard him as a rival and is determined to compete with him,” Rong Xie’s brain spun fast. Since he had already pushed the blame onto Shen Bingsi once, a second time wouldn’t hurt. “Shen Bingsi often mutters to himself when creating sword moves, saying this can break the sword moves of the ‘One Sword of Heavenly Mystic’ and make him unable to lift his head before the heroes of the world. He also often says things like ‘Since Shen Bingsi was born, why was Lu Yingqi born?'”

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“This…” Lu Yinglin was confused by Rong Xie’s plausible tone. “This is between them. Is it necessary to warn him?”

“Yes, of course!” Rong Xie nodded and said seriously, “Although Lu Yingqi isn’t a good person either, wouldn’t it be unfair to let him be defeated by Shen Bingsi’s sword without knowing anything? Shen Bingsi is already arrogant, thinking his swordsmanship is number one in the world. If he wins easily, wouldn’t it fuel his arrogance even more?”

Lu Yinglin raised his eyebrows. He seemed to have figured something out, and his gaze toward Rong Xie held a bit more interest. “So that’s how you think… Interesting. I thought you esteemed Sword Saint Shen greatly and couldn’t bear for him to suffer any grievance.”

“How is that possible? Although Shen Bingsi treats me well, when he’s annoying, he’s truly annoying.” Rong Xie said. The previous part was largely fabricated, but speaking up to here, there was some genuine emotion.

“Today’s Junior Brother Rong is much cuter than yesterday’s Junior Brother Rong.” Lu Yinglin laughed. “However, Lu Yingqi is usually in seclusion. If I want to find him, I can only greet him from outside the meditation room. Whether he comes out or sees you depends on fate.”

“I know it’s not easy to see him.” Rong Xie nodded slightly. “Then thank you, Master Lu, for the introduction.”

“You’re welcome. Once Junior Brother Rong arrives in Lanyuan, I’ll push for this matter.”

Ten days later, the carriage returned to the Lingjing Sect.

Rong Xie got off the carriage on the road from Yingbin Town to the mountain-guarding formation and agreed on a time to meet Lu Yinglin next time.

“Junior Brother Rong, waiting for your good news.” Lu Yinglin lifted the curtain and spoke to Rong Xie.

At this moment, Wang Mu’s head also popped out from the curtain. “Brother Rong, waiting for your good news!”

Lu Yinglin frowned. This dark, thin kid sat honestly next to the coachman on the first day. But after Rong Xie finished chatting with him about Lu Yingqi, he invited this kid inside. This kid wasn’t polite either; for the remaining nine days, he sat in the carriage like a big Buddha. Whatever Lu Yinglin wanted to chat with Rong Xie about, he would chime in with a sentence or two, resulting in Lu Yinglin barely chatting with Rong Xie and chatting mostly with him.

However, Lu Yinglin wasn’t an impatient person. He could feel that Rong Xie’s attitude toward him had softened. Once they reached Lanyuan and left Shen Bingsi’s territory, and their transaction ended, he could then comfortably make his moves.

“Mn, if there’s good news, I’ll definitely tell you.” Rong Xie smiled and waved, took out a spirit talisman, used a flight spell, floated off the ground, and flew forward.

Both people on the carriage felt Rong Xie was talking to them and nodded with satisfaction.

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Returning to Huanxue Villa, it was already late autumn.

Huanxue Valley was draped in a layer of autumnal orange-yellow and maple-red. The colorful trees set off the familiar eaves and corners of the Villa, reflecting in the lake water.

Clearly a scenery seen every autumn, yet Rong Xie couldn’t get enough of it. Standing in front of the Villa’s main gate, he looked up here and there, examining it carefully as if to carve all this scenery into his mind, before pushing the door open and walking in.

The front courtyard was empty. The scene Rong Xie imagined of the three little ones sitting in the yard working and chatting didn’t appear. A few leaves had fallen on the ground, but otherwise, the ground was tidied very cleanly, and even the grass had been trimmed.

Rong Xie was secretly surprised. He didn’t expect that in the month he was away, the three little ones could clean the Villa so well without supervision.

It seemed the Villa wasn’t affected without him. He could leave with peace of mind.

Rong Xie walked a few steps in, his gaze suddenly stopping at a spot. He saw the grass in front, trimmed to a uniform height, become frizzy and long at the corner between the Dragon-Swimming Weeping Plum and the steps, like a tuft of stray hair sticking out from neat hair, making one uncomfortable.

Rong Xie pursed his lips slightly, forcing himself to move his gaze away from that tuft of “stray hair.” He told himself it wasn’t easy for the three little ones to achieve this level without supervision.

Rong Xie continued forward. Unfortunately, he saw spiderwebs in the shadows of the eaves, mud spots splashed on the window paper, and most excessively, he saw the warehouse door half-open, with half of the freshly cut weeds exposed, swaying slowly in the wind, ready to burst out.

Rong Xie stared at that door in astonishment until a familiar call came from beside his ear:

“Brother Rong! You’re back!”

Shen Yan ran out from the middle gate, greeting Rong Xie with a face full of joy.

“Shen Yan.” Rong Xie withdrew his gaze, feeling slightly strange about why Shen Yan ran out from the back courtyard. But this strangeness only lasted for a moment. He smiled broadly. “You guys are quite diligent. You rushed to clean this up before I came back, right?”

A complex expression that was hard to describe appeared on Shen Yan’s face, as if he didn’t want to admit it but dared not deny it. “Yes… we cleaned this. What do you think, Brother Rong?”