What did you say? Am I a pauper again?

Chapter 329 Nanhai City

The man stared at Jing Yuanzhi with his sharp eyes for a long time before he spoke: "Are you a cultivator?"

Jing Yuanzhi was a little surprised. He didn't expect that this person could actually see it: "Yes, I am a cultivator."

The man's face was less vigilant and hostile: "Why would a monk come to such a small place?"

Jing Yuanzhi felt puzzled: "Why can't the ascetics come? Ascetics are also human beings."

The man's surprise had not yet completely subsided, and he looked at Jing Yuanzhi: "It's rare to see a cultivator in a place like this. What do you want to do here?"

"I don't want to do anything. I come here when I want to." Jing Yuanzhi looked at the person in front of him with a bad tone.

She had no idea what this person's purpose was here, so she turned around and wanted to leave.

But the man stopped her: "Wait a minute, monk!"

"Is there something wrong?" Jing Yuanzhi stopped and turned to look at the man.

"My name is Li Hui. I wonder if I can be friends with the monk."

Jing Yuanzhi looked at the man in front of him and suddenly smiled.

"Be friends? Do you want to be friends with me, or are you attracted by my identity as a monk?"

Li Hun raised his head immediately and met Jing Yuanzhi's eyes. Those clear and bright eyes seemed to be able to see through everything about him. He lowered his head slightly feeling a little uncomfortable.

"Please forgive me, monk. I have something I would like to ask you for help with."

Jing Yuanzhi looked at Li Hui, who was wearing linen and had his head bowed. "Okay, get up. What do you want me to do for you? Tell me."

Li Hun's eyes lit up and a hint of joy appeared on his face, but then he immediately put it away and returned to his serious expression.

"It's a bit hard to explain this matter right now. Can you come to my house to talk with me?"

"Okay, wait a moment."

After Jing Yuanzhi finished speaking, he turned around and whistled towards where Sanrong was, and the next second he felt the ground shaking.

Li Hun was startled from time to time, but looking at Jing Yuanzhi who was calm in front of him, he suppressed his panic.

Sanrong strode to Jing Yuanzhi's side. When Li Hun saw Sanrong, he subconsciously took a few steps back.

Just when he was about to speak up to remind Jing Yuanzhi, he saw Sanrong rubbing Jing Yuanzhi affectionately, and the words that were about to come out of his mouth were swallowed back.

"Let's go, lead the way."

Jing Yuanzhi glanced at Li Hui and said.

"Yes." Li Hun replied in a somewhat wooden tone, turned around and walked in front to lead the way. When the wind blew, he felt a chill on his forehead. He reached out and wiped it, and it was covered with dense beads of sweat.

Wiping the sweat off his face, Li Hun adjusted his expression and led the way.

The route Li Hun took was very remote.

We didn't meet any outsiders along the way. It might be that Li Hun took Sanrong into consideration and deliberately chose a remote road, or it might be that the place where Li Hun lived was originally remote.

After walking for about half an hour, they arrived at where Li Hun lived.

Jing Yuanzhi looked at the thatched house in front of him, two very simple rooms.

To be honest, it doesn't look like a place where Li Hun would live.

"Please take a seat, monk. I'll make you a pot of tea." Li Hun's attitude was very respectful.

Jing Yuanzhi didn't say anything, and sat on a wooden stake in the simple yard in front of the thatched house. Although it was very simple, it looked clean and tidy. Jing Yuanzhi asked Sanrong to sit aside, and moved six or seven wooden stakes together for him, and Sanrong reluctantly sat down.

Soon, Li Hun came out with a pot of tea.

He poured a cup of tea for Jing Yuanzhi, looked at Sanrong which took up most of the space, hesitated for a moment, and poured a cup for it as well.

"Ah." Sanrong shouted at Li Hui when he saw this.

Li Hun was so startled that he almost dropped the teapot in his hand.

"Don't be afraid, it's thanking you." Jing Yuanzhi said as he looked at the beads of sweat appearing on Li Hun's forehead again.

"Yes, I'm not scared, just a little surprised." Li Hun pulled the corners of his mouth and forced a smile and said to Jing Yuanzhi.

"Yeah." Jing Yuanzhi was too lazy to expose him.

"May I ask your honorable name, monk?" All the wooden stakes outside, except the one on which Jing Yuanzhi was sitting, were under Sanrong's butt.

Li Hun went back inside and took out a bench and sat aside.

"Edelweiss."

"Xuerong?" Li Hun repeated it in a low voice. He felt that the name was familiar, but he really couldn't remember it.

Jing Yuanzhi finished the tea in the cup, put it down, and looked at Li Hui: "What do you want me to do? You can tell me now."

"Oh, that's it." Li Hun came back to his senses.

"I am the son of Li Fu, the lord of Nanhai City in Nanling Kingdom. But in the past two months, I have become a poor man in this unknown small town." Li Hun revealed some bitterness when he said this.

There was no expression on Jing Yuanzhi's face.

The city lord's son has fallen into this state.

There must be some hidden story behind this.

"Go on."

Seeing Jing Yuanzhi's calm expression, Li Hun laughed at himself before continuing.

"My father has more than ten children, and more than half of them are sons. I am just one of them." Li Hun took a sip of tea before continuing.

Sanrong saw that the man in front of him had a very rich expression and stared at him curiously. Now seeing Li Hun drinking tea, he looked at the small cup in front of him and carefully poured the tea into his mouth with his paws.

Unexpectedly, the cup was too small and its claws were difficult to control, so it only poured a little water into its mouth, and the rest all poured over its body.

Sanrong smacked his lips, but there was no taste. At this time, Li Hun started talking again, and Sanrong began to stare at his face seriously.

"My father is old and dying. My brothers and I are starting to have some ideas, but unfortunately, I am the loser in this war."

After hearing this, Jing Yuanzhi looked at Li Hui. He was quite honest and did not say any high-sounding words to hide his ambitions.

"So you ended up in this place? Your only victorious brother didn't think of killing you, but instead put you in this unknown little village?" Jing Yuanzhi looked at Li Hun.

"...Ha!" Li Hun didn't expect Jing Yuanzhi didn't comfort him or keep silent as usual, but said such words. This made Li Hun very surprised.

"Yeah, I'm also curious why that brother didn't kill me and kept me alive. Isn't he afraid that I would make a comeback someday?" Li Hun drank another cup of tea.

Jing Yuanzhi didn't say anything, waiting for him to continue.

"He didn't take my life, and the rest of my brothers were exiled to various places as expected. I can't figure out what he wants to do, but I... won't be willing to live in a village like this forever." Li Hun stared at the wooden table when he said this, and his voice was so low that it was almost inaudible.