High Martial World: I Gain Passive Skills Daily-Chapter 76 - 75: I, Chen An, Will Ensure Your Lifelong Safety

Chapter 76: Chapter 75: I, Chen An, Will Ensure Your Lifelong Safety

These passion fruits, according to the instructions written on the confiscated list, are not meant to be eaten, but rather to be looked at...

The barbarians have also tried the taste of this thing, and it’s said to be sour with a bloody taste, very ominous.

Because they heard that red is considered an auspicious color in the Liang Kingdom, they wanted to offer these fruits and seek some reward.

Could it be that they can actually be used for cooking?

Chen An felt puzzled, and at the same time sensed something was amiss.

The oddly shaped fruit was stored in the barbarian’s ship cabin and was intercepted by Cao Bang in Dongting Lake. These Western Region barbarians, being out of touch, didn’t even know that the Liang Kingdom had been conquered by the Zhou Kingdom, and the Emperor was no more.

Who were these fruits offered to?

Cao Bang, noticing this, also found the fruits novel and being tribute items, thought they might be worth trading, so they seized them along with other spices and specialties under some pretense.

The Western Region barbarians cursed in their language, but in the end, could only yield, obediently taking what was left and worth nothing back by ship.

Finally, after much passing around, these passion fruits ended up in the hands of the businessman Chen Rong.

Thus, theoretically, these passion fruits are rare in the Central Plains, and few recognize them.

How did this suddenly appearing elder brother know they could be eaten? 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

Chen An squinted his eyes, growing increasingly suspicious of this "elder brother."

Of course, he didn’t think the person was feigning ignorance, since if the passion fruits were poisonous, it would be a blatant crime to harm his mother and sister in front of him.

If someone wanted to infiltrate the Chen Mansion, they wouldn’t be so foolish.

He kept silent, quietly stepping forward to see what this guy was really up to.

However, no sooner did Chen An enter the kitchen than he heard the young man suddenly speak warmly:

"Mother, look, isn’t Chen An here?"

Chen An stopped in his tracks, instantly gripping his sword.

Gan Tang looked up and met Chen An’s gaze, stunned: "So it is, what is with you two children today."

"Since you’re here, come lend a hand. Your elder brother is cooking today; take this chance to chat more."

She said, then turned to Chen Kuang, rolling up her sleeves to help with the eggs, cheerfully.

Chen An loosened his grip, glanced at Chen Ning, both of them sharing a look of helplessness.

Mother, who could be so naive...

It seems perhaps you’re the only one in the house without any suspicion or vigilance?

But soon Chen An noticed that his little sister’s behavior was also odd.

After Chen Ning exchanged a glance with Chen An, she signaled him with a look, and then unhesitatingly went to help Chen Kuang.

"??"

Chen An had thought that upon returning home, he would team up with his sister, share a common enemy, uncover the truth, and prevent an intruder from infiltrating their home.

Yet his sister, who returned home first, seemingly "defected."

Big problem!

Chen An, with a stern face, approached the stove and looked at this "elder brother," inspecting him sharply, attempting to see through any flaws.

He believed his presence was imposing, but Chen Kuang merely found it amusing.

He had already witnessed this world’s peak battle, not to mention his own experience of directly slaying a disciple of a Martial Saint.

That day, while breaking out of the Imperial City, he didn’t even know how many people he killed, until he accumulated enough killing aura to break Li Hongling’s spine with a single strike.

Just as Huo Hengxuan said, only after countless trials does one derive the true essence of Martial Dao.

Chen An’s provocation seemed more like a teenager throwing a tantrum to him; too naive.

Chen Kuang, at ease, began his specialty dish—scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

He hadn’t expected to see tomatoes at Chen Mansion.

That tomato plant was just there in the yard, arranged with other flowers, seemingly treated as an ornamental plant.

Moreover, the tomatoes must have been cultivated, and their quality was not bad.

Of course, his point of comparison was the thick-skinned tomatoes that had become increasingly tasteless in recent years...more or less the same.

Chen An’s eyes were sore from staring yet failed to move Chen Kuang even slightly, then suddenly remembered the man was blind.

Perhaps the reason the man noticed him earlier was that his hearing was sharper now that he was blind?

"..."

Feeling a bit embarrassed, Chen An adjusted his posture, stayed silent for a while, then cleared his throat and said: "I heard, elder brother brought some companions to stay at the mansion; how long are they staying?"

"After all, I heard they’re all women; if they stay longer, it might affect our reputation."

"If in the future you inherit the Chen Mansion family business, people will gossip..."

"No need to worry." Chen Kuang smiled and said, "Once I finish some tasks, I will naturally take them away with me."

The harmonious atmosphere suddenly came to a halt.

Gan Tang was taken aback by the words, "Kuang’er, haven’t you come back? You’ve been away for so many years, this room has been empty for so many years..."

"You are still the eldest son and are meant to inherit the family business. Your father and I have always talked about this, and he thinks so as well."

"Your father wronged you back then, but the business he has built over the years is meant to be returned to you!"

Chen Kuang sighed in his heart but felt it was better to be clear:

"I returned only to reconnect with family on my way, not intending to stay long."

"Mother, leave the family to Chen An to manage. I’ve been away for so many years. He must have contributed a lot to the Chen family. If I take over, it would be unjust to him."

"One instance of unfairness is enough."

"He is a cultivator and favored by the Cao Bang. Naturally, he is more suited to manage the Chen family than I am."

He poured the steaming, fragrant scrambled eggs with tomatoes into a plate and said lightly, "Moreover, I’m just a carefree musician, fearful of becoming a wastrel. It’s more fitting for me to continue as a wandering free spirit."

He pushed the plate toward Gan Tang, gently saying, "Mother, try it."

In his past life, his final thought was that it would have been nice to share that scramble eggs with tomatoes with someone.

Gan Tang forced a smile, picked up chopsticks, and tasted a bite. It was indeed delicious, yet she felt it tasteless.

She quickly found an excuse and left hurriedly, seemingly wanting to find Chen Rong.

Chen Ning, unable to rest easy, followed her.

Leaving only Chen An, silently standing there.

Chen An never expected to receive such a response. Chen Kuang’s attitude was so straightforward, it unsettled all his suspicions.

Chen Kuang raised his head, looking at his brother through a blindfold, smiled and asked, "Did you get your satisfactory answer?"

Chen An stiffened, "You... you said that deliberately to Mother."

Chen Kuang nodded, "Her obsession with compensating me runs too deep, but our Master Chen would probably never hand over the business he built over a decade to the son he abandoned, even if he feels guilty in his heart."

"But in his heart, the past naturally cannot compare to the present."

"I don’t want her to worry because of me. It’s better to make it clear now."

He said blandly, "As for Master Chen, he is likely already sending people to investigate my background, so you needn’t worry about him being deceived."

"However, he will probably find nothing..."

Chen Kuang’s identity as a musician had already vanished with the collapse of the Imperial Palace, and his wanted notice was issued by the Martial Saint Pavilion, making it a high-level topic among cultivators.

Only individuals like Qi Sibai can obtain such information promptly.

For ordinary people to learn this information is as difficult as reaching the sky.

Not to mention that Chen Kuang’s appearance had been masked by the Fog Flower Forging. It appeared normal now, but when they thought back on it later, they would recall something entirely different.

After a moment of silence, Chen An asked, "Are you really my elder brother?"

Chen Kuang suddenly raised his eyebrows, "What if I’m not?"

Chen An shook his hand on his sword, a section of the blade unsheathed, and he said coldly, "Then I would make you regret it for a lifetime."

Chen Kuang asked again, "But what if I am?"

Chen An sheathed his sword, turned, and walked out, "Then I, Chen An, will ensure your lifetime’s peace and safety."

Chen Kuang watched his departing figure, speechless for a long time.

So it is that puberty has arrived... why is this kid’s talk so arrogant?

A lifetime of peace...

I wonder if he would be frightened to death on the spot if he knew that I’m currently bearing the grudge of two Saints...

...

Chen An left the Chen Mansion and boarded a secret carriage at the corner.

Of course, he still needed to investigate Chen Kuang’s identity.

But he couldn’t check through the Cao Bang; the interests there were too complex, and Chen Rong’s position in the Cao Bang was actually higher than Chen An’s.

If Chen Rong couldn’t find anything, Chen An likely couldn’t either.

Therefore, he had to use another means of his own.

Chen An took a deep breath inside the carriage and took out a copper token.

Engraved on it was the character "Zheng."