Chapter 342: Chapter 231: Final Accomplishment in Music, Chess, Calligraphy, and Painting (2)

Chen Yi’s smile froze. He silently gathered up several paintings, leaving only the best one, and tossed the rest into the wastebasket.

"You’re right, they are all the same scene... No need to keep so many of them then."

Xiaodie didn’t notice anything unusual about him. She just thought of something and asked,

"Young Master, was it because Miss Guanli asked you to paint this morning that you started?"

"I suppose so."

Chen Yi gave a perfunctory reply and motioned for her to help him clean the desk. "Is everything packed over at Jiaxing Garden?"

"Mhm, the Young Mistress brought a lot of things over this time. She also told me to pack a few more sets of clothes for you."

Xiaodie’s face fell with disappointment as she said, "But I won’t be able to go with you this time."

"The Young Mistress ordered me to stay behind and look after Young Master Wuge."

Chen Yi had heard about this already. After they finished tidying the desk, he said with a smile,

"We’re not going there for fun. We have important business to attend to."

"When I have some free time in a few days, I’ll take you on an autumn outing."

The autumn scenery might not be as vibrant as spring or summer, but the pleasant weather made up for it.

Walking around and seeing the sights would naturally reveal a different kind of charm.

Xiaodie lowered her head shyly. "Young Master, as long as you take me with you, I’ll be happy to go anywhere."

"Whether it’s for fun or for business, it’s all fine."

Hearing this, Chen Yi pinched her cheek and pulled it a couple of times. "I’m just worried you’ll get worn out."

"Ah, Young Master, that hurts..."

After they joked around for a bit, Xiao Wuge returned, and Chen Yi had Xiaodie prepare dinner.

During dinner, Xiao Wuge, as expected, talked about what he had seen at the Martial Arts Arena. His eyes lit up with excitement, showing his keen interest in Martial Arts.

Chen Yi just went along with it, not saying much.

’In his opinion, since Xiao Wuge would be going to Jinling in the future, having some Martial Arts skills would be very beneficial.’

’It was certainly better than him spending his ten years as a hostage cooped up like a noble lady, never setting foot outside.’

Pei Guanli, as usual, showed off her Martial Arts skills, patting her chest and saying, "Tomorrow, I’ll teach you a powerful Palm Technique."

"Really?"

"Of course, it’s true! Ask my brother-in-law if my Palm Technique is powerful or not."

Seeing Chen Yi nod, Xiao Wuge quickly exclaimed, "Sister Guanli, I want to learn!"

"Don’t worry, leave it to me. It’s their fault Sister Wan’er and brother-in-law aren’t taking us out to have fun..."

Chen Yi was speechless, then chuckled.

Pei Guanli had originally wanted to go with them to the Xiao Family’s fiefdom outside the city, but she had to stay at Spring Lotus Garden because she was worried about missing a message or a visitor from the Mountain Race.

Furthermore, Chen Yi was worried that people from the Five Poison Sect might come to Shu State again, so after much persuasion, he managed to talk the Tiger Girl out of it.

Fortunately, with Xiaodie and Xie Tingyun at the residence, there shouldn’t be any trouble with Pei Guanli teaching Xiao Wuge Martial Arts.

After dinner, the four of them went to rest.

As night fell, before Xiao Wuge, Xiaodie, and Pei Guanli were sound asleep, Chen Yi changed into a black long-robed gown and quietly left Spring Lotus Garden.

Weaving through the streets and alleys, he reached the outskirts of the East Market in just half an hour.

It was currently 8:30 PM. The rain had passed and the sky had cleared, revealing a bright moon and brilliant stars. There were quite a few people on the streets.

Most of them were common folk who had come to the East Market to see the spectacle.

They gathered in groups of three or five, crowding around street performers and shouting their approval from time to time.

Fortunately, there were many Jianghu People dressed in linen clothes, so Chen Yi’s black clothes and bamboo hat didn’t stand out too much.

He glanced at the crowded streets of the East Market, then at the few grain shops in the distance, his brow slightly furrowed.

’If the barbarian slaves riot here, it would probably cause an even greater commotion, wouldn’t it?’

After a moment of thought, Chen Yi decided to act according to the circumstances.

However, after waiting for nearly another half an hour, he still hadn’t seen any barbarian slaves appear, and he couldn’t help but feel puzzled.

Just then, a cry of alarm came from deep within the East Market: "The barbarian slaves are killing people!"

"Someone, quick! The barbarian slaves are rioting!"

"Damn it, those barbarians dare to set fire to the grain shop’s warehouse!?"

Faintly, Chen Yi could also hear some roars and the sounds of fighting.

His eyes narrowed. He scanned his surroundings, and seeing that no one nearby had noticed yet, he silently moved deeper into the market.

He was wrong.

He was completely wrong.

The barbarian slaves weren’t rioting at the grain shop’s storefront, but at the warehouse where the grain was stored!

Chen Yi passed through three alleys and saw flames soaring into the sky in the distance, with thick black smoke billowing everywhere.

In the dim light, he could make out several tall, sturdy figures fighting with more than ten guards in gray linen clothes.

He had to admit, the Barbarian Race was indeed uniquely gifted.

Although their Fist and Foot techniques had no structure, their powerful Physiques alone allowed them to match Martial Artists of the Lower Three Grades Realm.

Moreover, they seemed impervious to pain, letting themselves be hacked by blades and struck by clubs.

Not only did they not retreat a single step, but they charged and fought with fierce courage.

Chen Yi studied the barbarians and recognized them as the same barbarian slaves who had been locked in cages during the day.

One of them, a relatively thin barbarian slave, was easy to identify.

Even in the midst of such a fierce battle, several of the larger barbarian slaves were still protecting him.

In the lulls of the fight, the barbarian slaves would even turn back and shout something to the thin one.

Seeing this, Chen Yi frowned slightly, a trace of doubt rising in his mind.

’How did these barbarian slaves escape?’

’And after escaping, why didn’t they just leave quietly? Why cause such a huge disturbance instead?’

By this time, more and more people had noticed the commotion and were rushing over.

Among them were the government officials in charge of guarding the East Market, as well as many skilled Jianghu People.

Under these circumstances, the actions of these barbarian slaves seemed rather suspicious.

Just as Chen Yi was feeling puzzled, a flute suddenly began to play.

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