The Prime Minister's Darling novel Chapter 1845

Chapter 1845: 914 Daughter Complex (Second Update)

"You know him?" Liao Chen looked toward Gu Jiao.

Gu Jiao said, "Oh, he’s been spying on Bishui Alley for a long time and even bought Jing Kong’s gold abacus. He claims to be some Young Master Mingyue."

Liao Chen looked at him again, his gaze chilling a bit, "Coming for Jing Kong? Who exactly are you?"

Young Master Mingyue recognized Gu Jiao as well. He rubbed his chest, straightened up, and said to Liao Chen angrily, "I’m not here for the little monk! I’m here for you!"

Liao Chen: "Me?"

Young Master Mingyue huffed, "I’ve been searching for your whereabouts for years! It was tough to track to your temple, but you hardly ever show up, so I could only keep an eye on your disciple! I followed from Zhan Country to Yan Country, and then from Yan to here..."

However, Liao Chen’s whereabouts were too secretive, even if he kept an eye on little Jing Kong all the time, there were still times when he missed.

Liao Chen asked puzzledly, "Why are you watching me? I don’t even know you."

Young Master Mingyue said coldly, "You don’t know me, but you injured my people and took my belongings! Return them to me quickly! Else, you’ll regret it!"

"So it concerns the two of you." Gu Jiao restrained her killing aura, held the Red-Tasseled Spear, and leisurely watched the drama unfold.

Liao Chen was not someone who could be easily threatened. He smirked, slightly mocking, and said, "Oh? You say I took your belongings, do you have any evidence?"

Young Master Mingyue’s face darkened, "That guard is already dead, no witnesses, but you know in your heart whether you took it or not!"

Liao Chen smiled faintly, "What did I take from you?"

Young Master Mingyue shouted angrily, "A sword!"

"Ah, a sword..." Liao Chen smiled leisurely, "Indeed, many have gifted me swords, but I wonder which one your guard supposedly gave me?"

Young Master Mingyue was exasperated, "What gifting? You obviously stole it!"

Liao Chen looked at him with an amused expression, not at all angered by his claims.

Young Master Mingyue knew he was in a passive position. His abilities were slightly impaired, not a match for these people.

Unable to win in a fight, he could only reason with them.

Young Master Mingyue turned his head toward Gu Jiao, "Young lady, I once paid 500 taels of silver to your younger brother for the abacus. Later, you snatched the abacus back, and not a single penny of the silver came my way. At any rate, it earned you quite a sum. Will you at least vouch for my character?"

"Oh," Gu Jiao said to Liao Chen, "As you can see, he’s quite sturdy."

Young Master Mingyue: "..."

He took a deep breath, "Forget it, I won’t argue with you about this. That sword was found with much effort by my father, who’s now passed away. It’s my only keepsake on this earth. You can name your price, and I’m willing to make a deal with you."

The man’s generous offer piqued Liao Chen’s interest, "What does your sword look like?"

Young Master Mingyue said, "A Black Iron Sword, with peacock feathers in royal blue carved into the scabbard and hilt!"

Liao Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, pondering, "From your description, I might have seen such a sword before."

Young Master Mingyue’s eyes showed a hint of urgency, "As long as you’re willing to return it to me! I’ll pay whatever amount of silver!"

Liao Chen shrugged, "Too bad you’re late. That sword isn’t with me. I found it too heavy, so I discarded it."

Young Master Mingyue was momentarily stunned, "Thrown, thrown away? How could that be... you’d better not be deceiving me!"

Gu Jiao thought: What’s there to deceive? A wasteful monk who could throw a Fo Xi qin into a charcoal kiln as firewood, tossing away a sword doesn’t seem odd, does it?

Liao Chen innocently said, "Not deceiving you, believe it or not, I really threw it."

"Where did you throw it?" asked Young Master Mingyue.

Liao Chen smiled, "I don’t remember. I’ve thrown away so many things, how can I remember them all?"

Young Master Mingyue choked, "You!"

"Let’s go." Liao Chen ignored him, leading Gu Jiao out of the alley.

"You really don’t remember?" Gu Jiao asked.

Liao Chen said indifferently, "Even if I remembered, I wouldn’t tell him."

Daring to lay hands on his disciple, he’s digging his own grave!

Spared his life today, it’s his good luck!

"Head inside." Liao Chen escorted Gu Jiao to her doorstep and hesitated before deciding to tell her, "It was several years ago, in Yan Country. It wasn’t that I actively stole it; his guard came to me. His guard was bullying a frail elderly man at the tea shed, I couldn’t stand it, so I taught him a lesson. Not being interested in weapons, I sold it off to a nearby iron shop in Shengdu."

Gu Jiao realized, "So that’s how it is."

...

In the alley, a grey-clad guard found his Young Master.

Seeing his Young Master leaning against the wall, clutching his chest as if injured, he strode over quickly, supported his Young Master’s arm, and said, "Young Master! What’s wrong? Feeling unwell again?"

Young Master Mingyue, pale-faced, said, "I went to grab that little monk, but that person appeared..."

The grey-clad guard frowned, "He wounded you?"

"My body is growing weaker, not his match." Young Master Mingyue gasped, "He said the sword isn’t with him, doesn’t seem like he lied."

The grey-clad guard was shocked, "What? The sword’s not with him? Then all this time we’ve been watching his disciple for nothing? Young Master, your condition is worsening, maybe... we should go back?"

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