I Truly Am The Villian Chapter 738 - 737: The Unusual City Lord Mansion

"How might I address the young master?" Steward Long asked with a smile.

"Xu Zii," Xu Zii replied.

"Does young master Xu have any family back ho?" Steward Long continued to inquire.

"My parents are alive and well, but as a loose cultivator who wanders the jianghu, it’s been a long ti since I last went ho," Xu Zii responded.

"Then, should the opportunity arise, perhaps the young master could bring your parents to the Qin Residence," Steward Long suggested as he led Xu Zii into a courtyard.

"This will be your living quarters, already prepared for you. I reside in the neighboring courtyard, so if the young master needs anything, you can co to find at any ti."

Xu Zii nodded slightly.

As Steward Long was about to leave, Xu Zii turned and asked, "Uncle Long, I heard that becoming a son-in-law allows one to visit Thundercloud Cave, is that true?"

"The master did say so; you can ask him for the specifics," Steward Long answered with a smile.

"Then that’s all, thank you," Xu Zii nodded.

He could sense that sothing was being kept from him here at the Qin Residence, but Xu Zii was too lazy to fuss about it, thinking to himself, I only want to go and have a look at Thundercloud Cave.

Or rather, he intended to visit every place related to Thunderbolt during the coming days.

The courtyard was rather modest.

A sturdy and tall Northern Poplar tree was planted in the yard.

North wind shivered through the branches as a few withered leaves drifted down slowly in the light breeze.

Xu Zii entered the room inside, which was quite clean, likely maintained by soone frequently.

He wasn’t in a hurry; as the sky slowly darkened, he decided to simply lie down on the bed and fall asleep.

Sooner or later the people of the City Lord Mansion would co looking for him.

In his consciousness that entered the True Fate World, the Seven-faced Demon General and others were cultivating; the world was developing normally, with no anomalies.

Xu Zii also began his cultivation until the evening when he felt a tap on his shoulder.

Only then did his consciousness return to the outside world.

The external world was pitch black, the entire room exceptionally quiet.

Xu Zii glanced towards the bedside and saw a young woman standing there silently, watching him.

"What’s the matter?" Xu Zii sat up from the bed, intending to light the lamp in the room.

He recognized the girl; it was Qin Shuang, whom he had t earlier on the stage, the young miss of the Qin Residence.

His fiancée in na.

"Don’t light the lamp," Qin Shuang said softly.

"What do you want to do?" Xu Zii tightened his clothes nervously and asked.

"Shaless! What are you thinking?" Qin Shuang said angrily upon seeing Xu Zii’s actions.

"If you want to live, leave the Qin Residence."

"Why should I leave?" Xu Zii calmly lit the lamp in the room.

He laughed and said, "I’ve barely managed to cling to the big tree that is your father, ready for my fortunes to soar."

"Do you really think pies fall from the sky in this world?" Qin Shuang said calmly.

"I’m not afraid. Besides, you’re my wife now, aren’t you? Shouldn’t you take off your veil and let see," Xu Zii said with a laugh.

"Don’t worry, even if you are ugly, I will treat you well."

"You are unreasonable," Qin Shuang retorted and stord out the door.

"Why don’t you just stay? Stay here with tonight," Xu Zii called out from behind.

Qin Shuang’s footsteps hastened even more as she left.

"I’ve told you what you need to know. Don’t bla if you choose not to listen."

Watching Qin Shuang’s receding figure, Xu Zii smiled to himself.

"Interesting, very interesting."

......

At that mont within the Qin Residence, Qin Feng sat at the head of the great hall.

Steward Long stood respectfully behind him.

"He hasn’t escaped, has he?" Qin Feng asked aloud.

"The young lady snuck into his room, but he hasn’t escaped yet," Steward Long replied, shaking his head.

"This girl, Shuang’er," Qin Feng sighed deeply.

He said, "Keep an eye on him, even if you have to tie him up with rope, he must not be allowed to leave."

"I understand," Steward Long nodded and, after a mont of hesitation, finally spoke.

"But I feel that the young lady doesn’t actually like him."

"Whether she likes him or not isn’t important, what’s important is that she chose him herself, understand?" Qin Feng fell silent for a while,

before he finally said, "No matter what, I cannot let Shuang’er die before my eyes."

"It’s a pity for the young lady, who has always been kind-hearted," Steward Long shook his head and walked out of the main hall.

A night without words.

Xu Zii found that since arriving at the Qin Residence, no one had bothered with him, simply throwing him into this courtyard and leaving him alone.

Early in the morning, servants brought breakfast to the courtyard.

The breakfast was extrely lavish, consisting entirely of precious herbs.

Xu Zii glanced over them briefly, "Nine Suns Flower, Scorching Sun Grass, Seven-Star Fire Flower, Fiery Sun Leaf..."

All these als were made from herbs with fire attributes.

"Are they trying to nourish to death?" Xu Zii murmured to himself.

"Young master, the lord has ordered that you must eat everything," the servant who served the food said.

Xu Zii smiled and, under the watchful gaze of the servants, slowly finished the food.

Normally, with his constitution, he wouldn’t have any reaction after consuming these fire attribute herbs.

But at this mont, Xu Zii discovered that these different herbs had produced a certain effect after ingestion.

He felt a burning sensation inside him, as if a fierce fire was ablaze.

The flas flowed through the Extraordinary ridians, completing a Grand Circulation within his body.

From an initial scorching heat to a warm comfort, Xu Zii exhaled slowly.

Watching the servants leave, Xu Zii, having nothing better to do, started wandering around the Qin Residence.

He randomly approached a servant and asked, "Where is your lord?"

"Greetings, young master," the servant hurriedly greeted and said, "The lord is over by the garden."

Following the directions the servant pointed out, Xu Zii walked for a while when his ears caught the sound of pleasant music from a stringed instrunt.

The lody was long and joyful, echoing continuously in the surroundings like a small stream flowing under a bridge, giving a very comfortable feeling to those who heard it.

But Xu Zii could hear a faint sadness mixed in with it.

It was not the music that was sad, but the one playing it.

Further ahead, the end of the surroundings was filled with blooming flowers.

All kinds of flowers were present here, colorful and blooming in full glory.

In the midst of this sea of flowers, there was a pavilion nestled within.

A breeze blew through, and inside the pavilion sat a young woman and a middle-aged man.

The woman was wearing a white long dress, its hem spreading a ter long on the ground, blending into the white flowers around her.

In front of her was placed a harp.

This woman was Qin Shuang, deeply concentrating on playing the instrunt.

And Qin Feng, with his hands clasped behind his back, stood on the edge of the pavilion, carefully appreciating the music.

When Xu Zii approached, he saw Qin Feng’s eyes, which had been closed, suddenly open wide.

A sense of oppression burst forth.

The next mont, his figure flashed, appearing on the path by the flower sea outside.

"What are you doing here?" Qin Feng glanced at Xu Zii and asked indifferently.

"Looking for you," Xu Zii said.