The Counterattack Plan of A Villain With Ten Thousand Fans - Chapter 205

Chapter 205

A horse neighed, and the man dismounted, kneeling on one knee in front of the carriage, "My lord, I have something to report."

Xiao Hongjing was peeling an apple. After the man finished speaking, he didn't pause, peeled off the last bit of skin, then cut the apple into bite-sized pieces, neatly arranged them on a plate, and fed one to Ling Chunann.

Ling Chunann turned his head away, pointing outside, "Someone is calling you."

Xiao Hongjing, not easily distracted, smiled, "Take a bite."

After a standoff of a dozen seconds, seeing the man had not given up, Ling Chunann bit into the apple.

Watching Ling Chunann swallow, Xiao Hongjing satisfied, patted his head, and kissed him on the lips, "Good boy."

Ling Chunann: "..."

After this, Xiao Hongjing stood up, "I'll go and see."

The guard kneeling outside for a while saw Xiao Hongjing coming out, hurriedly bowed his head, "The subordinate greets the lord."

Xiao Hongjing asked, "Where is the person?"

"Lord, this is a letter from the master, please make a trip to the palace."

Xiao Hongjing took the envelope, opened it, and frowned.

The kneeling guard dared not lift his head but also sensed his coldness and buried his head even lower.

"If there's an urgent matter, go ahead. I'll wait for you in Dongyue," Ling Chunann, understanding as always, spoke at this time.

Xiao Hongjing glanced at Ling Chunann, "Alright, I'll deal with some chores first, and I'll come to find you in a few days."

Ling Chunann obediently nodded, "Mhm, I'll wait for you."

"Host, how did you know the lord couldn't go?" 098 asked.

Ling Chunann: "Plot."

098: "..."

Half an hour later, after crazily flipping through the plot, 098 finally found a clue, "I know now!"

Ling Chunann: "It's good that you know."

095, just getting excited, was immediately doused with cold water and fell silent.

But 098 was truly in awe of their host, who could notice such small details.

The article primarily revolves around the martial arts world, with little mention of court affairs, mostly mixed in with casual conversations among martial artists, revealing little of importance.

098 had to go over the plot dozens of times to come to this conclusion, but Ling Chunann noticed it much earlier, earning admiration.

In the later plot, the mentioned emperor is the eighth grandson of the previous emperor, but now, it's the fifth.

Meaning, in this very short period of time, a drastic change occurred within the court.

"Host, aren't you worried about Prince Anjing?" 098 asked. Prince Anjing, as a father, was exceptionally good to Ling Chunann, possibly the most familial figure Ling Chunann had encountered besides the first mission world.

Ling Chunann replied, "He will be fine."

In the original text, without Xiao Hongjing's presence, Prince Anjing was safe and sound until the end when he officially supported Anzhiqi against the female protagonist.

Xiao Hongjing only took Shadow Six and Shadow Seven, leaving the other dozen or so shadow guards with Ling Chunann, along with seven or eight other guards. Except for Shadow Nine, the rest were hidden, so the group wasn't large and traveled incognito.

Two days later.

The red sunset cast a hazy warm color on the mist over the official road.

"Young master, it's getting dark, there's a village ahead, let's rest there for the night," Shadow Nine, driving the carriage, slowed down and asked.

"Young master?" Not getting a response, Shadow Nine panicked, tightened the reins to stop the horses, then realized there was no breathing sound from Ling Chunann inside the carriage, got worried, stopped the convoy, and called into the carriage, "Young master, are you there?"

Of course, there was no response, Shadow Nine's heartbeat sped up, "Young master, I'm coming in."

Saying this, Shadow Nine lifted the curtain, but there was no one inside.

"Host, is it okay for you to leave like this? What if they think something happened to you?" 098 asked.

Ling Chunann, holding two dog tail grasses, walked through the mountains, unconcerned about the dew-soaked clothes, "I left them a note, it's fine."

Thinking of the few words Ling Chunann left, 098 rolled its eyes internally, that's almost like not leaving anything.

"How is that the same?" Ling Chunann, in a good mood, explained, "That note means I left on my own."

"…You're right," 098, accustomed to always being out-argued by their host, changed the subject, "So, where are we going now?"

Ling Chunann pointed towards the city where the lights were just beginning to rise at the foot of the mountain, "There."

Holding the note Ling Chunann left, which read "See you in Dongyue," Shadow Nine pondered for a long time before making a decision, "Continue towards Dongyue." Then he called all the shadow guards, "Divide into teams of three, search for the young master in different directions. If found, two stay behind and one reports back."

"Yes."

Ling Chunann did not enter the city. On the way down the mountain, he encountered someone familiar.

"Host, it's the female protagonist! She's in a small grove 500 meters away." 098 was somewhat excited, "They are heading this way."

"What a coincidence," Ling Chunann remarked, though his tone didn't carry much surprise.

He looked around and then walked towards a small slope nearby. The slope was about four to five meters high with a sixty-degree angle. Falling down could injure but not kill. The grass and small trees on it looked as if they had been flattened.

"Host, there's someone below," 098 said. According to the plot, it should be the leader of the demon sect.

"Mm."

In the original story, this demon sect leader had a rough time before meeting the female protagonist: first, he fell into demonic cultivation, then his left and right guardians took advantage of his weakened state to force him to hand over the secret demonic techniques, and then he was hunted down. After escaping, he woke up with amnesia.

"Host, you're not planning to save him, are you?" 098 asked.

Ling Chunann replied, "Of course."

This demon sect leader had a storyline similar to Bai Hantian's but never confessed to the female protagonist, leading 098 to believe his protagonist potential wasn't as high as Bai Hantian's.

Ling Chunann chose his position and jumped down, landing right beside the man.

At this moment, the demon sect leader was covered in blood, lying on the ground, alive or dead unknown.

Ling Chunann checked him over. Despite being the demon sect leader with many injuries, none were fatal; internal injuries were much more severe.

Assured he wouldn't die immediately, Ling Chunann sat beside him on the ground, "098, how much longer until they arrive?"

"Host, they're 200 meters away. The female protagonist has no martial arts, so it'll take about three minutes."

"Mm."

"What are you listening to, Ahan?" Lanyou asked.

Bai Hantian, stopping her, listened carefully, "There's someone ahead."

"Ah? How could anyone be here?" In this desolate place, Lanyou looked at the darkening sky, recalling tales of demonic hours, shivering at the thought of ghosts.

"Let's go check it out." Bai Hantian, unaware of Lanyou's thoughts, beckoned her.

"Host, they're almost here," 098 reported in real-time.

At this moment, Ling Chunann had already posed, lying pitifully on the demon sect leader, crying miserably, "Wuwu, brother, wake up!"

Just as 098 was about to commend its host's acting skills, it suddenly exclaimed, "Host, he's awake!"

Then, before it finished speaking, the man passed out again, possibly from being too heavy and getting crushed unconscious.

"098, don't think I didn't hear what you were thinking." Just as 098 thought itself brilliantly insightful, Ling Chunann's voice suddenly rang out, "...Aren't you crying?"

"Ah! He's bleeding a lot." Lanyou's voice came first, "How scary."

"Don't be afraid, I'm here," Bai Hantian comforted her, then turned to Ling Chunann, who had his back to them, "Young brother, do you need help?"

Ling Chunann, wary, turned around to shield the man on the ground, "Who are you? Why are you here?"

At this moment, Ling Chunann, having laid on the demon sect leader, was covered in his blood, and his hair was intentionally messed up. This appearance didn't arouse suspicion. Bai Hantian's eyes, however, flickered with surprise.

Ling Chunann hadn't applied makeup today and lacked his characteristic scar, so neither recognized him. Naturally, they couldn't connect him to the unattractive and domineering young master previously encountered in the brothel.

Bai Hantian paused for a few seconds, realizing he had been staring at a man, quickly shifted his gaze to the man on the ground, then back to Ling Chunann. Seeing he seemed frightened, Bai Hantian showed a friendly smile, "We were just passing by, got lost, and happened upon you two by accident. There's absolutely no malice intended. I have some knowledge of medicine. If the young brother doesn't mind, I can take a look at your brother first."

Ling Chunann looked at Bai Hantian, seemed to contemplate for a moment, then tentatively moved aside a bit.

Bai Hantian squatted next to the demon sect leader, checked his pulse, examined the wounds, then pressed a few points around the wounds. The blood flow, which had been steady, suddenly stopped. Seeing Ling Chunann's eyes widen, Bai Hantian laughed, "I just applied pressure points to stop the bleeding. We'll need to apply medicine for it to count as treatment. Luckily, none of these wounds are fatal."

Hearing the wounds weren't fatal, Ling Chunann breathed a sigh of relief and smiled at Bai Hantian, "Thank you."

Bai Hantian was momentarily stunned, then replied with a "You're welcome," and bent down to bandage the demon sect leader's wounds.

"Don't worry, Ahan is very skilled in medicine," Lanyou reassured, noticing Ling Chunann staring unblinkingly at Bai Hantian.

"Thank you, sister," Ling Chunann said, still looking a bit anxious.

"Who is he to you? I saw you crying quite sadly just now," Lanyou curiously asked. "And why are you here? And to have sustained such serious injuries."

"My name is Xiao Qi, and he is my brother, Xiao Yuan. We are from Sucheng. It was my insistence on having him accompany me to watch the sword fighting tournament that led us here. We encountered a group of martial artists on the way, and they wanted to... My brother tried to stop them, and they wanted to kill him. Then we ran into the mountains, but..." Ling Chunann glanced at the man lying down, his eyes reddening again.

"That's despicable!" Lanyou hadn't spoken when Bai Hantian, who was dressing the wounds, expressed anger first.

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