Yue Mingxuan watch the carriage disappear into the distance and for so reason, he did not know why a feeling of sourness rose in his heart.
He turned to look at Rong Qinglei and forced a smile. "Let’s go. I’m really hungry."
Seeing Yue Mingxuan’s low spirits, Rong Qinglei did not point it out.
Instead, he talked about so interesting stories from his childhood.
Yue Mingxuan listened absentmindedly and occasionally giving a polite smile in response.
The easy and harmonious atmosphere they had earlier was gone.
In this way, they arrived at West Street.
Just as they reached the street entrance, the rich sll of pork knuckle drifted over.
The scent of good food finally lifted Yue Mingxuan’s spirits a little.
Following the sll, they quickly found the pork knuckle shop hidden deep within West Street.
It was already close to lunchti, so all the better seats in the shop were already taken.
The shop was small and had no private rooms.
However, with delicious food right in front of him, Yue Mingxuan did not mind at all.
He casually found a seat and sat down together with Rong Qinglei.
The diners nearby were sitting in small groups of three or five while chatting happily.
However, this lively atmosphere instead made Rong Qinglei and Yue Mingxuan who were sitting quietly feel even more awkward.
Unable to bear this awkward mood, Yue Mingxuan cleared his throat.
While trying to find sothing to say just to break the silence, he asked, "I heard that people like you all have an enlightennt nanny. Is that really true?"
Rong Qinglei looked at Yue Mingxuan with so confusion.
He had never heard of such a thing as an enlightennt nanny.
After thinking for a mont, he replied, "Our early education is mostly taught by appointed tutors. In Beirong, won and Ger rarely appear in public to guide or teach others."
Yue Mingxuan rolled his eyes inwardly.
This was ancient tis after all, where won and Ger had a low status.
The modern world was much better, but unfortunately, he could no longer go back.
Thinking of this, his mood sank a little.
Seeing that Yue Mingxuan stopped speaking, Rong Qinglei also fell silent.
Ever since they encountered Shang Qinghua, a strange atmosphere had been flowing between them.
Although Rong Qinglei wanted to change it, he had no idea how.
Because the two of them were quiet, they could clearly hear the discussions of the surrounding diners.
Most of them were actually talking about what had happened at the Wu family that morning.
So said that Mrs. Yang had originally been a snake spirit and had now been forced back into her true form.
Others said that the people from the dical clinic had secretly tampered with things, which was why Mrs. Yang gave birth to snake fetuses.
Still others said that Beirong was a land of outstanding people and spiritual energy and that a miracle doctor had appeared.
In short, there were all kinds of rumors, with everyone saying sothing different.
Yue Mingxuan and Rong Qinglei exchanged a look.
They had not expected what happened that morning to spread so quickly.
Beirong’s gossip network was truly impressive.
After hearing so of the rumors that were unfavorable toward Yue Mingxuan, Rong Qinglei frowned and said, "Mingxuan, these are just street rumors. They are not worth taking seriously. Don’t let them get to your heart."
Yue Mingxuan shook his head and said, "Blocking people’s mouths is harder than blocking a river. You should know that public opinion is a double edged sword. It can kill people, but it can also save people."
Yue Mingxuan’s words were like a small stone thrown into Rong Qinglei’s heart.
He kept turning the sentence over in his mind, thinking about it again and again, and for a mont, he seed lost in thought.
"What a fine saying, ’blocking people’s mouths is harder than blocking a river.’ Young master, you truly have great talent."
A sudden voice pulled Rong Qinglei’s thoughts back.
He frowned slightly in displeasure, but did not lose his temper.
Yue Mingxuan turned his head and saw that the speaker was a young man in white robe who looked sowhat delicate and scholarly.
So he smiled and said, "I don’t have any great talent. I’m just repeating what others have said before."
The young man stepped forward two paces and said, "You are being far too modest. I have traveled and studied across four nations and t countless great scholars, yet none of them have ever expressed such a deep and sharp insight like the one you just gave."
When Yue Mingxuan heard the young man praise a single sentence of his so highly, he felt rather embarrassed.
That was not his own insight at all.
It was the wisdom of ancient people from thousands of years ago in his original era.
He had only spoken it casually, and truly did not deserve such high praise.
The young man continued, "I am Hua Ji, a mber of the Dongyue Hua family. I am here on behalf of our family head to invite you to et him." After speaking, he handed over a small ornant made from bamboo slips. "As long as you hold this item, you may visit the Dongyue Hua family at any ti and directly et our family head. No one will stop you."
"This..." Yue Mingxuan hesitated as he looked at the bamboo ornant Hua ji offered, then glanced at Rong Qinglei who is sitting across from him.
He had heard a little about the Dongyue Hua family before, but whether or not he should accept this token left him feeling uncertain and hesitant.
When Hua Ji saw hesitation appear on Yue Mingxuan’s face, he felt sowhat surprised.
Throughout the land, even among the royal families of the four nations, everyone regarded receiving an invitation token from their family as a great honor.
Yet the man before him did not show wild joy at all and instead looked hesitant.
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