120: Chapter 78 A Person_2 120: Chapter 78 A Person_2 “You should go find the real Cui Chonghe!” At this mont, Qin Ming really wanted to learn from Xu Cheng’s forthright female friend, Zhou Lin, and keep spewing complints.
Long after that, he cald down.
His most pressing worry now was about his grandfather.
After so many years, what had beco of him?
Qin Ming frowned.
When the Cui Family was initially searching for “Cui Chonghe,” they must have been very selective, believing he was the most suitable candidate, after all, soone in the Mansion had ntioned that the two bore so resemblance.
His grandfather was just an ordinary person.
If the Cui Family had set their sights on him, the old man could by no ans resist them.
Now the Cui Family would not allow him to set foot in Qinghe City, nor could he return to his original circle.
He wanted to find out news about his grandfather, but it was indeed impossible to directly ask the Cui Family.
He could only seek other avenues.
Qin Ming stood up and walked out of the inn.
He originally didn’t plan to visit the City Lord’s Mansion, but now he found himself having to make the trip.
The new city lord, ng Xinghai, had once said that upon arriving in Chixia City, he could co to seek him out.
In the early morning, the entire city was radiant.
The glow of dawn broke through, dispersing the black fog.
The streets and alleys seed to steam with the morning twilight, bringing warmth, brightness, and a sense of hope.
It was still early.
Qin Ming found a restaurant for breakfast.
“Hmm?!” As he settled the bill in preparation to leave, he witnessed a scene that made his heart skip a beat.
The grandmother from the Sun Family cautiously took out money from her bosom to buy a at pie, handing it to her three-year-old grandson.
A smile erged on her wrinkled face, and the once gloominess seed to have dissipated.
Suddenly, two n approached.
One of them in a vicious tone said: “You have money to buy pies but no money to pay back the debt?”
The old woman was taken aback, “I don’t owe you any money.”
“You’re really senile, you borrowed in the past, do you intend to default on it now?” One of the n shoved her.
The old woman almost staggered, nearly falling to the ground.
Another man caught her, not to help, but to rummage through her pocket.
“Wow, you’re living quite well, even have so money!” He snatched all the copper coins from her.
“Don’t bully my grandma, let go of her,” the young child cried out.
“Get lost, you little brat!” One of the n reached out, intending to push the child away.
An adult striking a child would surely knock him to the ground, likely to chip his teeth.
However, his hand never reached the child, as Qin Ming suddenly appeared and grabbed him, the man instantly cried out in pain.
“What a sin, why do they always target the Sun Family, sigh, the poor old lady is already pitiful enough just trying to make ends et with her grandson.”
“Who is that young man, actually stopping Xinyi Hall’s people?”
Bystanders talked amongst themselves, not daring to get involved.
“Who are you, and why are you stopping us?” People from Xinyi Hall said coldly.
“This grandmother and grandson depend on each other and are already pitiable enough; you shouldn’t bully them too much,” Qin Ming spoke, having learned of their background from others’ discussions.
Weren’t they Xinyi Hall, who coveted the Sun Family’s Secret Book?
Now they were still committing evils.
He was quite moved, since his family owned a silk scripture, indicating that his ancestors must have been quite formidable.
Now not only was the family in decline, but they were downright destitute.
Upon reflection, his situation was even worse than Wu Zheng’s, and not much different from the Sun Family’s.
Qin Ming originally intended to visit the City Lord’s Mansion because of his grandfather’s matter.
Witnessing such a scene, he felt deeply affected and could hardly restrain himself, using the Yellow Mud Palm for the second ti, followed by a third.
The two n were nearly insensate, pushed away, and in fact, in a few days would be coughing up blood continuously, with little hope for survival.
“Young man, you should leave quickly…” The elder from the Sun Family began to speak, worrying for him, hoping he would hurry away.
Qin Ming said, “It’s all right; haven’t you heard about the new city lord?
He personally wiped out Jinji Ridge, and now he’s dealing with so criminals.
So people, if they don’t know what’s good for them, will surely et a bad end.”
He handed the little boy, whose face was tear-stained and still clutching the at pie, back to the old woman.
“Don’t try to scare us!” The two from Xinyi Hall exclaid, a mix of bluster and trepidation.
“You still don’t believe ?
Co on, let’s go argue it out at the City Lord’s Mansion, and see if you can save your sorry lives!” Qin Ming sternly reprimanded.
“You…” The two n recoiled.
Qin Ming said, “Elder, you take the child and go ho.
Don’t worry about anything.
I have things to attend to and must make a trip to the City Lord’s Mansion.”
He wasn’t just bluffing, nor entirely leveraging the situation.
If he t with ng Xinghai, he definitely intended to bring up these incidents within the city.
It seed the new city master was keen on starting a fire.
The two from Xinyi Hall were hesitant, secretly tailing him, but discovered he was indeed heading to the City Lord’s Mansion, their faces turning pale.
Initially, the guards at the City Lord’s Mansion were suspicious, but noticing Qin Ming’s composed deanor and extraordinary bearing, they didn’t dare delay and helped announce him.
It had been more than twenty days since Qin Ming had last seen this city lord.
“I thought you might have gone to another city.
Not bad, it’s only been a short ti since I last saw you, and although your radiance is reined in, your overall spirit seems much more abundant than before,” observed ng Xinghai.
“Greetings, Uncle ng.
I had an injury before which has recently healed, making appear a bit more spirited,” Qin Ming paid his respects in the manner of a junior.
The living room was large, yet not lavishly decorated, rather simple with so porcelain jars, bronze vessels, and other antiques placed around, while so paintings and calligraphy hung on the walls.
ng Xinghai wore a simple green outfit, looking like a scholar at thirty-seven or thirty-eight years of age, yet in reality, he was very assertive, with exceedingly sharp Blade Technique.
“You are indeed no ordinary boy; coming straight at with a blaze, single-handedly overturning Jinji Ridge.”
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