Chuzheng found a cave on the cliffside and grabbed onto the vines to drop into the entrance.

The damp air rushed at her, mixed with a scent of blood. Inside was complete darkness, making it impossible to see anything.

Chuzheng took out a tool for illumination; the whole cave was merely five meters, and with the light on, the whole cave brightened up.

Chuzheng saw the person lying in the corner on the left.

A bit of grass was spread on the ground, and that person curled up on it, bloodstains marking the grass. However, looking like this, it was hard to tell where the injury was.

Chuzheng walked over in a few steps, casting the light onto the person.

Just a young boy, quite good-looking, fitting the typical appearance of a Good Person Card.

The boy’s face was pale without a trace of color, his clothes torn and ragged, stained with mud and blood, looking — awful.

Chuzheng approached the boy but got no response, appearing to be unconscious.

As she reached out to lift him, her abdomen felt a sudden chill.

The half-embraced boy opened his eyes, sharp and cautious in his black and white pupils: "Who are you?"

Chuzheng lowered her head, her gaze falling onto the sharp object pointed towards her.

Impressive!

Now they’ve learned to use such dangerous things!

Chuzheng spoke calmly: "I mean no harm, just saving you."

The boy stared at her, as if judging the truth of her words. Whether from severe injuries or another reason, the boy slowly loosened his grip, his body softening, falling into Chuzheng’s arms.

"Where is Yan Ya?"

Chuzheng heard his low voice asking.

Chuzheng removed the sharp dagger from his hand, lifting him up: "Who is Yan Ya?"

The boy did not respond further.

Chuzheng looked down, and the boy had closed his eyes, unmoving.

It’s either I’m saving a Good Person Card or on the path to saving one. Why is it so difficult for me?

-

Chuzheng brought the boy back up. The man supported by Fengman Building’s people hadn’t run away.

Seeing her coming up, his expression tightened, his gaze practically glued to the boy.

"How is the young master?" 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

"Is he your young master?"

The man glanced at Chuzheng and nodded.

"Are you called Yan Ya?"

"...Yes." The man was puzzled, how did she know his name?

Chuzheng gave him a vague look, considering he might be a Good Person Card, she decided not to bury him for now.

Otherwise, a Good Person Card would come asking for people, and she’d have to dig them up.

Yan Ya was completely unaware he narrowly avoided disaster.

"Go down the mountain."

At Chuzheng’s command, the curious people from Fengman Building regarding the person in Chuzheng’s arms quickly cleared the way down the mountain.

Back in the carriage, Chuzheng first checked the boy’s injuries, only surface wounds for now, unsure if there were internal injuries.

"Let’s head to the nearest city nearby." Chuzheng opened the curtain to instruct.

Sixing asked cautiously: "Tower Master... Aren’t we looking for Young Master Xi Nan? Who is that person!!" They came to look for Young Master Xi Nan, right?

"..."

Forgot about this clumsy dude.

"Leave a few people to search nearby." Chuzheng eventually divided the team into two, first taking the boy to tend to his injuries.

-

According to Yan Ya, they were from the Man family of Lingzhou, yes, the surname is Man.

Recently, a group stormed into Man Mansion without a word, killing whoever they saw.

He protected Man Yue and fled.

Wugu Mountain was not far from Lingzhou; they ran all the way here, but were caught up.

At that time, Man Yue was severely injured. Yan Ya had been to Wugu Mountain before and knew there was a cave under the cliff, so he hid Man Yue there and diverted the pursuers alone.

"Aren’t you afraid you can’t come back if you wake up?" Chuzheng’s focus was a bit odd.

"..." Yan Ya hesitated: "Isn’t that better than dying?"

It’s safe there; who would find it? As long as they couldn’t find them, there was always a chance to survive.

Chuzheng: "..."

Alright.

Chuzheng recalled something; the original owner sent Xin Yu to fetch the sword... wasn’t it in Man Mansion?

So were the people Xin Yu encountered...

"Who were the people chasing you?"

Yan Ya shook his head: "Unknown people, their martial arts are strange, never seen before."

"Did you make enemies?"

"No!" Yan Ya shook his head.

Chuzheng remained indifferent: "You don’t treat people as enemies, but you can’t forbid others from treating you as enemies?"

Yan Ya opened his mouth, unable to retort.

"So besides you and your young master, there’s no one else alive, right?"

Yan Ya nodded heavily.

Yan Ya glanced at Chuzheng: "Man Mansion has some ties with Fengman Building, I hope Tower Master can temporarily shelter the young master."

The sword stored at Fengman Building is quite famous, the relationship must be significant.

Chuzheng raised an eyebrow: "You trust me to take care of him?"

Of course not!

But now he had no choice; confirming Fengman Building didn’t wish to harm the young master was enough.

From what they said, seemed an accidental meeting.

Although Fengman Building’s reputation wasn’t great nowadays, the people within weren’t major trouble.

And he had to investigate... who intended to wrong them this much.

The two silently locked eyes briefly before Chuzheng spoke: "I’ll take care of him." Of course, one’s own Good Person Card must be well cared for.

"Troublesome for Tower Master."

Chuzheng rose to leave: "Rest here first, I need to find someone, then return to Linjiang City."

Yan Ya didn’t respond to Chuzheng, watching her leave.

He didn’t plan to stay longer, so once assured Man Yue was slowly recovering, after regaining his strength, he left just a letter before departing.

Chuzheng: "..."

This Good Person Card asks me for people, where can I find them!!

"Tower Master, seems the young master woke up!"

Bad news arrives quickly.

Chuzheng took a deep breath, turning to head to Man Yue’s room.

Man Yue had just woken up, and those serving must have explained they weren’t villains, thus despite some caution, the boy wasn’t overly hostile.

He wore soft silk innerwear, his frail body seemingly teetering, his handsome face colorless, a slight furrow between his brows.

"Tower Master."

"Tower Master."

As Chuzheng entered, the crowd immediately made space for her.

The boy looked over raising his eyes.

The girl entering was about his age, wearing a long light purple dress, the hems fluttering as she moved, the patterns on the dress blooming like flowers on her skirt.

The girl emanated a cool, elegant aura, like a deity standing atop the gods, overlooking all beings.

The girl went to the bedside, first turning to ask Ah Mu: "Did you have the doctor check him?"

Ah Mu felt troubled: "Tower Master, I didn’t dare invite one, this young master seemed very resistant..."

They spent ages explaining and gained his trust they weren’t bad.

Whenever one came in, he’d act like a frightened deer...

Oddly, with Tower Master entering, why no such reaction?

Why treat them differently?