Mysterious Shender
⁇ : Little Hut in the Bamboo Forest

「I am a royal fugitive. Of course, you cannot act recklessly. I even show my face in public. Although it has been a few years, what if someone knows me?」

Xi Wei thought, His words are true as well. If he were to expose himself in public, then he would get in big trouble. Until that time comes, he will definitely get a beheaded sentence.

"Then do you have a plan? Are you planning to stay here forever?"

It must be patient indeed, considering that Fu Cha Maorong could not speak because he had lived in the bamboo forest for many years. Not to mention the frequent exposure to the Black Bamboo Poison which made him a total mute. Xi Wei was a little relieved that he had already entered the cultivator series, although it was still at the lowest level, so he could overcome the Black Bamboo Poison that had not had time to spread throughout the body.

「Of course not. I don't plan on staying here forever. But, is it true that you are the son of the previous Emperor?」

Xi Wei thought about how to convince Maorong that he was the son of Xi Chen, the previous Emperor. Then he remembered that Qing Chaguan had once given him a plate made of jade.

Xi Wei took out the jade plate from inside the small wooden box and showed it to Maorong. If he really was a member of the Nanxi Army, he should have known about this plate, his inner being.

Maorong stared at the jade plate and Xi Wei alternately. "A? A…. A?!" it was not clear what the man said. He then returned the jade plate to Xi Wei and asked for another piece of paper by showing the sapodilla-skinned young man his finished paper.

Xi Wei handed him another piece of paper and Maorong hurriedly wrote something on it.

「This belongs to the previous Emperor. How can you have it? This thing should have been destroyed. Why can you have it?」

Xi Wei let out a long breath. He said, "The story is very long, the most important thing is that now I am looking for that bastard Xi Chen. Even though he is my father, it is very brave of him to leave me alone in Luqing Academy."

「There is no way the Emperor is still alive!」

Xi Wei looked at Maorong suspiciously. "What do you mean by 'impossible'? I clearly saw him inside the dream mirror, in an area called Yong Ge. The strange old man, he was even still surrounded by plum trees on one of the mountains there. On what basis do you say impossible" he argued.

「I can't believe it. When the war broke out, he was heavily injured. Wielded by the Emperor's now powerful sword from behind, piercing through his vital organs. There's no way he's alive!」

"Life or not, I have to find out. Dead people cannot dream. There are only two possibilities. If he doesn't die, or I'm crazy" Xi Wei said. "Already! It's already! If you don't believe me, you can come with me to find the old man. More importantly, why did you survive?"

「I escaped from the battlefield sent by the General. Then, I arrived at this bamboo forest. I was saved by an old man who lived here. Maybe, one year after I was saved by him, he passed away.」

"If you were saved by the late Old Grandfather, there must be a small hut you've been living in all this time, right? Take me there."

「But, the road to it is filled with Black Bamboo. If you insist you want to go there will definitely be contaminated.」

Xi Wei pointed towards his left arm that had a claw scar, then continued, "I'll be fine. You don't have to find a healer either. I can cure the poison in your body. But, you have to think about his method carefully. I'll explain later."

「I'm sorry. I've been rude to Prince.」

"Prince what? Don't call me with that ludicrous appendage. You just need to call me Xi Wei. After all I am now just like you, just a commoner," Xi Wei said. "Wait what? Let's go!"

Maorong lowered her head and became the road guide for Xi Wei.

Before long, they arrived at a small hut in the middle of the forest just as Xi Wei had expected. It is quite strategic, standing firmly beside a river. The chirping of birds was also heard.

Xi Wei looked around. It turned out that there was a place like this as well, his Fengshui was very good. I can try Meditation Cultivation here, he thought.

"A. a. a..," Maorong invited Xi Wei into the small hut. While he went out to pick up some firewood.

Xi Wei saw the arrangement inside the small hut, it was very neat. It was probably the result of the training that Fu Cha Maorong underwent in Nanxi camp. The young man heard and saw from Xincai's story that Nanxi was the most difficult warrior camp to enter. If there was no talent in martial arts or strategizing, it would definitely not be able to enter it.

Xi Wei had already fought with Fu Cha Maorong, it must be admitted that Nanxi was really made up of great warriors. Too bad, what a pity. Their success must collapse now. Though the Emperor can now use it if he knows how to control his troops, he thought.

Xi Wei saw Maorong picking up the firewood and throwing it into the kiln. The man cooked a pot of tea for the young man. I told you not to treat me like this. It's very uncomfortable. But, anyone would be shocked to find out I was the son of the previous Emperor. The throne of the Kingdom should have fallen to me. But, I don't want it. It'll just cause a headache.

"People in power are not necessarily always at the top, ordinary people are not necessarily always at the bottom. Right now the government is in a mess, in power or not, still hope will not be in accordance with reality."

Xi Wei turned his gaze towards Maorong who was dumbfounded to see him. "What?" tanyakanya. "Did I have a wrong word?"

Maorong shook her head. He gave Xi Wei two thumbs up to praise that the rhyme was very good.

Maorong put out the fire and placed the still hot teapot on the table. He poured the tea into a glass and thrust it at Xi Wei. He hesitated even though he wanted to sit down. There has been no order from the young man in brown skin.

"Why are you still standing? I told you not to be with me. Come sit! You are making people uncomfortable" Xi Wei said.

Maorong sat down next to Xi Wei, but still was very affectionate towards the young man. But of course Xi Wei would not run out of sense.