Rebirth: A Cinderella's Counterattack-Chapter 1262 - 1242: The Little Boy in Black

After observing for a moment, Yan determined it was just ordinary low-order, low-level cultivation techniques, not worth such a scramble. Without caring about the final item, they left the partitioned area since it would soon be inconvenient with people bustling about.

Upon reaching the reception room, the shopkeeper who had greeted them earlier quickly approached, setting down the items they bid on, then handed a storage card to Yan: "Sir, from this auction, we sold three pieces; for the remaining two, we’ll charge you the mid-price, if that’s agreeable? I’m making an exception to offer them to you both."

"No need. I’m buying to pay, and I don’t need to owe anyone for a mere trinket," Yan replied coolly and deeply, "Deduct the costs, then give it to me."

Hearing this, the shopkeeper offered no further explanation, deducting the auction item and venue fees before handing the storage card to Yan.

Yan took the card while Luo Qianqian carried the box leisurely and left.

After they walked out, the shopkeeper’s smile disappeared, replaced with a vicious expression as he fiercely waved his sleeve: "Follow them, find out their information!"

From the room’s corner, a shadow disappeared silently, without a sound.

"Oh, you’re rich enough to be coveted?" Someone followed them, and as soon as Luo Qianqian and Yan stepped outside, they realized it. Luo Qianqian leisurely asked Yan for money to buy snacks, while teasing him softly.

"How do you know it’s not about what’s in your hands?" Yan remained calm, showing no signs of discomfort. He walked with Luo Qianqian on the busy street, casually picking out fabrics and buying specialties to take home to his parents.

"This junk?" Luo Qianqian waved the item in her hand disdainfully.

The genuine article had long been stored away by Bai Ze; what she held was really just a piece of wood, the kind one could find anywhere, coated with a layer of paint.

"Perhaps." The two wandered around twice before Bai Ze finally led her toward the city gate, though it was in a different direction from where they were truly stationed.

The General’s Mansion? Naturally, it couldn’t be exposed.

Upon reaching the woods, they split up.

When the shadow swiftly caught up in the woods, there was no one to be seen, leaving confusion written all over his face.

Pathetic, she even went out of her way to forge a direction, and they still couldn’t see through it?

Luo Qianqian perched on a tree branch with an expression of speechless disbelief.

Just then, Yan spoke up: "Hey, buddy, what’s the rush? You’ve been following us all the way; aren’t you tired? Even if you’re not, we are." He walked out slowly from the depths of the woods, completely composed.

But unexpectedly, the first reaction of the man in black was to leap up the tree.

Facing Luo Qianqian on the branch for a moment, she directly used the hilt of a dagger to push him down, angrily jumping off the tree and kicking the man fiercely: "Of all these trees, why pick the one I’m sitting on?" After a couple more kicks, she turned away, sulking at the man.

Originally hoping to watch a spectacle, but now there’s no spectacle to see.

Man in Black: ...

If he’d known, would he still have followed them? Shouldn’t he have known he’d been discovered by now?

Yan casually pulled off his face mask, feigning surprise: "Shiqi, come look, it’s your favorite little handsome guy!"

Luo Qianqian turned in surprise to look at the ground, her mouth twitching in speechlessness: "Dude, how do you define ’little handsome guy’?" 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

The person lying there wasn’t bad-looking, but staring at a baby-face, whose skin was pale, eyes cold, yet exuding a certain chill, he seemed more like a child than anything else. He was about the same height as her, lacking any sense of security.

"Young, good-looking, male, little handsome guy." Yan calmly assessed the person on the ground: "But why is he lying there motionless? Normally, wouldn’t he be attacking or escaping?"

Luo Qianqian, equally puzzled, nodded: "I thought it was because you scared him."

Yan, in front of Luo Qianqian, balled the black face mask up into his palm, then watched as black powder seeped through his fingers, disappearing entirely with the breeze.

"Wow, nice, do it again!" Luo Qianqian cheered, oblivious that Yan was upset because of what was said earlier.

"Hey, dude, say something? Otherwise, this is really awkward for us?" Luo Qianqian kicked the young black-clad figure on the ground again.

The young man in black completely ignored Luo Qianqian, letting her kick and punch him without moving or speaking.

"Um, have you considered..." Yan looked at the person on the ground, his eyes flashing with realization. Luo Qianqian looked at him skeptically: "Did you hit a pressure point?"

"Is it that precise?" Luo Qianqian paused, glancing again at the black-clad little handsome guy, who seemed to be maintaining a frog-like squat while lying there, indeed looking quite awkward?

Yan crouched down, wordlessly studied for a while, and unblocked his mute acupoint, then patted him on the head: "Buddy, you’ve really worked hard."

"Blame me? He was following me, obviously with ill intent and ulterior motives. My actions were self-defense, why blame me?" Luo Qianqian glared at Yan.

Yan rested his chin on his hand, nodding: "There’s some logic in that."

By now, they still wore their cloaks, but their hoods had been taken off, wearing hoods while shopping was a bit too conspicuous.

"It’s quite logical." Luo Qianqian snorted, watching the persistent silence of the black-clad young man on the ground: "You’re sure you unlocked it? Why isn’t he speaking?"

"Because he can’t talk." Yan shrugged: "He has no tongue."

He had noticed this earlier, which was why he didn’t say much more, just quietly observing the young man’s reactions.

Luo Qianqian was dumbfounded by Yan’s words, looking at the young man in disbelief.

Perhaps she couldn’t understand other things, but one thing she did comprehend was that without a tongue, one couldn’t relish flavors, which was enough for her to feel sympathetic.

"Actually, speaking is trivial; he could learn to write or use sign language. But not being able to enjoy delicious food is truly pitiable. All right, let’s release him, I forgive him for stalking us." Luo Qianqian sighed lightly: "If my brother were treated like this, I’d definitely want to kill the other party. Thinking this way, simply following isn’t a big deal, just release him."

Yan raised an eyebrow, genuinely surprised by Luo Qianqian having a brother.

He knew she had a brother, watching as she gushed about him, knowing he cherished her dearly.