Finest Servant

Chapter 297

Chapter 297 Overthrowing the Fairy

"Fairy Sister?" Lin Wanrong exclaimed in surprise. The figure perched atop the tree was familiar, he had already seen her at the Jade Buddha Temple. He had pursued her for some distance. Now, though her face was concealed by a light veil, her enchantingly beautiful silhouette was firmly etched into his heart.

"Fairy Sister, are you looking for me?" Upon recognizing the beautiful and mysterious woman, Lin Wanrong's worries and fears significantly subsided. If he had known that he was to meet with Fairy Sister, he would have hired a carriage, preserving his energy for more important matters.

"What Fairy Sister? Do you know me?" The woman gently nodded her head. Even though Lin Wanrong could not clearly see her expression, he sensed that she was smiling. And why wouldn't she be? Meeting Lin San, Brother San, and not smiling would be the real joke.

"What, Sister, don't you remember me?" Lin Wanrong, unabashed in pretending to be familiar, took a few steps forward and grinned, "We had a rendezvous by the Jade Buddha Temple at dusk. You were flying in the sky while I was chasing you on the ground. As I chased, I tripped, and you fled."

The woman's eyebrows furrowed slightly, as she thought back on his words, but eventually shook her head, "Did we? I cannot recall. Even if we did meet, with your appearance, I am afraid I would not remember."

That ticked him off. He was so handsome, even he himself couldn't forget. How could she do this to him, to the world, to his parents? It seemed true that beautiful women had less reliable memories. Upon seeing the ethereal figure of the beautiful woman in the tree, his heart filled with resentment. He wished he could take a slingshot and knock her down. But seeing her elegant figure and posture, he felt a slight thrill and chuckling said, "It doesn't matter if you don't remember. After today, I fear you won't be able to forget even if you want to. May I ask, Sister, what is your name? Where do you live? How old are you? Did you specifically come to find me?"

The woman nodded, "If you are Lin Wanrong, then I did come to find you."

Lin Wanrong slowly took two steps closer and said with a smile, "I am indeed Lin Wanrong. May I ask, Sister, where is my wife?"

From his bosom, Lin Wanrong pulled out a slip of paper, gently waving it in the wind, "Did you not write this note - 'If you wish to hear of Qingxuan, you will find out in the birch forest north of the city. Hurry!'"

"That note was indeed written by me." The Fairy Sister confirmed with a nod.

"Excellent, excellent!" Lin Wanrong clapped his hands and laughed, "Then Qingxuan is my wife. We have been separated for so long. This trip to the capital was specifically to find her. Sister, you truly are a heavenly figure who aids those in distress, helping me reunite with my wife. I am forever grateful. In the future, I will be sure to buy lots of celebratory sweets to thank you."

The Fairy Sister lightly furrowed her eyebrows and shook her head, "When did Qingxuan become your wife? You mustn't talk nonsense. There is no marriage certificate between you two, nor a marital mandate. She has nothing to do with you, how could she possibly be your wife?"

Lin Wanrong slowly paced a few steps, an honest smile spreading across his face. "From your words, Sister, it seems you've never been in love," he said. "Don't glare at me. Even if you're married, this one sentence shows that you have no experience in love. There's a saying that rings true: if two hearts have been in love for a long time, it hardly matters if it was early or late. Qingxuan and I cherish each other, we had the green pines as our matchmaker, and heaven and earth as our witnesses. We're true lovers and already in matrimonial harmony, how can there be no entanglement? So how is it wrong for me to call her my wife?"

The woman sighed slightly, "Although you have a way with words, they are all meaningless. Your relationship with her is one of misplaced affections. It can't be taken as truth. I came today, precisely for this matter, to settle these affairs of children's feelings."

‘Damn, misplaced affections,’ Lin Wanrong thought. He had initially given her face and thought of her as fairy. Overcome with anger, he replied with a laugh, "May I ask, Sister, who are you to Qingxuan?"

"I am her closest person," the fairy-like sister replied with a smile. "She would never disobey my words."

"Hahaha," Lin Wanrong let out a long laugh. "Then, let me ask you again, sister, are these words yours or Qingxuan's?"

The woman lightly stepped forward, leaping across several trees, standing atop a tall one before Lin Wanrong. "My intentions are Qingxuan's intentions."

‘Damn, if she thinks I'm going to look up at her, she's dreaming.’ So, Lin Wanrong simply laid back on the grass, plucking a withered blade and placing it in his mouth, looking at the fairy-like sister. The woman blinked, understanding his meaning, and chuckled appreciatively at his childlike behavior.

"Fairy, whatever you say, I won't believe," he said. "I trust my wife. If you're trying to sow discord between us, you might as well spare yourself the effort. If there's an issue, have Qingxuan tell me directly."

The fairy lightly laughed, "Watch closely," she commanded. Her slender fingers swiftly moved, a gust of wind slashing past Lin Wanrong, hitting the tree behind him. With a soft crash, the towering birch split into two. The woman smiled, "Aren't you afraid of dying?"

Before she finished speaking, a rumbling sound was heard, the tree under her feet shook violently and looked like it was about to fall. The fairy's face changed color, she quickly stepped onto the tips of her feet, and like a dazzling flying swan, leaped across two treetops before stabilizing.

"What hidden weapon did you use?" The fairy's heart pounded, her eyebrows slightly furrowed as she curiously looked at him. This hidden weapon was powerful and she had been caught off guard by Lin Wanrong, not expecting him to possess such a formidable tool. She had nearly fallen into his trap.

Listening to this, Lin Wanrong's heart soared with joy. ‘Qingxuan really is my good wife, she secretly gave me this gun, and even this fairy doesn't know about it.’ Realizing this, he felt happy and proudly said, "Sister, I am very afraid of dying, but I don't believe that you're not."

Seeing his cheerful demeanor, the fairy found it amusing and nodded slightly. "I seem to have underestimated you. However, even though your hidden weapon is powerful, it can only ambush. Now that I'm alert, it would be quite difficult for you to hurt me."

Cold sweat filled the palm of Lin Wanrong, yet an icy smile adorned his face. He spoke boldly, "If sister is so confident, why not give it a try—"

The fairy woman said nothing, but in her hand, a silver needle appeared. It was longer than her slender fingers and shone with a sinister silver light under the night sky. Lin Wanrong felt a chill inside, thinking, ‘Damn, really? It's even longer than the needle the fox spirit An played with. I hate needles the most.’

"Ha ha ha—honest to say, sister, you're Qingxuan's kin, and I'm her husband. Us fighting and killing, if Qingxuan found out, she would be heartbroken. Moreover, you are a recognized expert, and I'm a scholar with no combat prowess, isn't it a bit bullying for you to pick on me? It would be a laughing stock if word gets out. Let's call it a day, leave a contact address, and we can have a proper conversation in front of Qingxuan another day, isn't that better for all?" Seeing the ominous silver needle, Lin Wanrong's forehead started to sweat. The memory of Sister An's acupuncture was vaguely playing before his eyes. This fairy sister also plays with needles, could she be the same person Sister An referred to as her senior sister?

The woman let out a sigh, "Lin Wanrong, we are strangers. Today I treat you this way out of necessity. Your connection with Qingxuan is like the moon in the water or a flower in a mirror - an impossibility. This needle won't harm your life, but it will make you forget about Qingxuan. Don't blame me."

Lin Wanrong was horrified, "What the hell is this? A love forgetfulness potion? To forget Qingxuan, you might as well kill me."

Seeing the fairy woman move lightly and suddenly move toward him, Lin Wanrong abruptly extended his hand and shouted, "Hold on—"

The fairy woman didn't halt, her eyes deep as she softly said, "Speak your mind."

Lin Wanrong gritted his teeth, "If you want me to forget about Qingxuan, can I at least know more before I do so? My wife Qingxuan, who exactly is she? Is she the rumored second princess of Great Hua?"

The woman glanced at him but did not confirm nor deny. She spoke enigmatically, "Once you enter the marquis's house, it's like entering a deep ocean. The flute player becomes a stranger. Your connection with her is over. You will no longer recognize each other, freeing you from worries. What benefit is there in knowing these things?"

As soon as her words fell, she moved swiftly, jumping down like a fairy descending from heaven. The silver needle in her hand was quickly aimed, a faint fragrance came, and it was swung toward his neck.

‘Damn, she's just attacking without a word, what happened to the etiquette of a master? Does she think I'm an easy target?’ Angered, he bellowed, "Look at the gun, left one, right one, top one, bottom one—"

With a loud bang, the gun in Lin Wanrong's hand exploded. The scattered bullets flew out like scattered dust. The fairy sister had been watching out for his hidden weapon, and upon hearing the sound, she sneered in her heart and moved to the side without thinking. No sooner had her figure shifted, she saw a dense swarm of black needles heading straight for her. The tips of the needles were gloomy, emitting a chilling light, coming down like a swarm of gadflies.

This move was even more unpredictable than his firearm. In terms of martial arts, the fairy sister was far superior to Lin Wanrong. However, she had not anticipated such craftiness. He had intentionally revealed his firearm, while his real killer move turned out to be these flying concealed weapons. In her desperation, her slender hand swung rapidly. Her white robe turned into a solid wall that shielded her.

There were thousands of bee needles. Although the fairy sister had formidable skills, a single needle still slipped through the net, striking her delicate jade finger. The woman gave a soft grunt. With a flash of her figure, she quickly retreated several steps. Her voluptuous body trembled lightly, her high, firm chest rising and falling slightly.

Lin Wanrong was completely drenched, devoid of any strength in his body, yet his heart was filled with indescribable excitement. He had knocked down the fairy sister. Gazing at the trembling fairy sister, he wished he could burst out laughing.

‘Damn, let's see if you dare to inject me again! Now it's my turn to give you a shot.’ Lin Wanrong felt a sense of relief inside. He held his gun, grinning wickedly as he approached the fallen fairy sister...

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