Chapter 1068: Chapter 316: This Is a Difficult Commission! Farewell, Ninth-Rank Disciple!

Yuchi felt a bit anxious; he hadn’t expected so many people in the State Capital to mind other people’s business. What’s the deal with my relationship with Qin Miaoyu and Qin Lanyu being your concern? It’s one thing to gossip behind our backs, but putting up a public notice is something else entirely.

Did anyone ask for my opinion, Yuchi’s, on this?

Though quite frustrated, the problem likely isn’t too severe. Who actually pays attention to noticeboards? Only the ones putting up notices think they serve any purpose—no one really reads them.

It’s the kind of thing people pretend not to want others to see, like a diary, but secretly feel thrilled if someone steals a glance.

So even if I’ve been broadcasted, the issue shouldn’t be significant. Yuchi figured he’d remain carefully safe.

"That scoundrel still hasn’t been nabbed, huh?"

"Yeah, who knows where that rascal took Qin Lanyu and Qin Miaoyu."

"Who knows, but that knave had better keep his cool."

"Otherwise, if he’s caught, he might not even have half his skin left."

"After all, Qin Lanyu and Qin Miaoyu are renowned pharmacists in our State Capital. Snatching them is like starting trouble with us."

Two or three people casually chatted as they noticed Yuchi slouched nearby. He seemed familiar—they thought he resembled the wanted man from a side view.

The group grew cautious.

"Friend?" one person proactively asked.

"Huh?" Yuchi wiped sweat from his forehead and answered confusedly. Are there really people who read noticeboards?

He turned towards the others, and once they saw Yuchi closely, they realized they’d mistaken him.

Clearly, this young man couldn’t be the one who took Qin Lanyu and Qin Miaoyu; he looked too young and resembled a comedian with his crossed eyes.

It wasn’t him, and the few people sighed in relief. One casually asked, "Brother, what kind of person do you think that guy is? To target Qin Lanyu and Qin Miaoyu and actually trick a girl and a woman into leaving."

They were simply curious—not afraid. Fear was intangible here, with plenty of big shots much more eager for Yuchi’s downfall than they were.

"I think he’s probably a mysterious person."

"Or perhaps a pretty persuasive fellow."

"Please, how would I know? I’m just really envious of him."

"That rascal better not let me catch him, or I’ll show him what’s what!"

"Plenty of folks share my sentiment, all wanting a piece of him."

"There are always more good people than bad."

"Huh!"

Yuchi remarked profoundly.

The people nodded in agreement, "Brother, find some time to treat those eyes. They look like owl eyes."

Yuchi replied, "Thanks, same to your whole family."

He left with his crossed eyes.

Yin Shuang pondered Yuchi’s words, internally thinking: I think he’s quite good, huh?

She echoed Yuchi’s hidden words—it’s an old trick but surprisingly clever. Seems Yuchi is still calm and collected.

Yuchi quickly headed into a small alley, stepping beneath a swiftly passing train overhead. From his bag, he retrieved a large grey cloak and draped it over himself. Emulating a strange character, he tore a strip of cloth to wrap around his face, then squatted in the alley and gazed up at the icicles under a roof.

In the reflection of the icicles, he was now fully disguised.

Mummy, is that you!

"As for why I don’t use the identities of Zong Liangqing or Song Bei, thinking about it now, I was too hurried before. Often a single identity can be reused, but at the first sign of trouble, I wanted to switch, causing identity chaos."

"Better to stick to one identity until absolutely necessary to change it. Constantly swapping identities when trouble strikes isn’t in line with my careful ways."

"It seems a bit awkward."

It shouldn’t be a problem; the State Capital is still the State Capital—a place of peculiar costumes; he’s not the only one trying to hide. Others do likewise.

But covering his face makes it difficult to enter highly public spaces, like visiting the Courtesan, which isn’t allowed.

The State Capital strictly guards against activities like this.

On public roads, Yuchi can dress however he pleases, but in crowded areas, identities must be transparent; no way to tell if he’s wanted.

Making his State Capital presence quite inconvenient.

Yin Shuang: "Brother Yuchi, where should we get gold and silver? Otherwise, perhaps you could go fight some women; you seem really capable."

You think fighting is my thing? Yuchi gave a wry smile, "No more fighting, let’s head to the commission board."