Chapter 292 - Learning One’s Identity 2
Chapter 292: Learning One’s Identity 2
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Although he was the young master of Northern Liang’s richest family, in reality, he kept a subtle distance from people of these circles. Everyone knew who he was, but no one was acquainted with him.
Naturally, no one would do such an absurd stunt for him.
Besides… the folk from the Upper East Side were too late to the party to even laugh at him now, so how could someone have come to stand up for him?
Qi Qingyao put down the needlework in her hands and sat at the small, round table on one side. She gestured to Lu Yan to sit at the opposite side. “Sit down, Little Yan. I have something to ask you.”
Lu Yan did not refuse and dragged a stool, sitting opposite of her. Qi Qingyao poured a cup of tea for them, then picked up the kettle from the brazier next to her and filled the teapot with water.
Lu Yan looked at the clean teacup, and the Maojian (T/N: a type of tea leaves) swirling in circles in the teacup. After thinking for a while, he picked up the slightly hot teacup. “What do you want to ask?”
Qi Qingyao spoke unhurriedly, “How long have you lived in Capital City?”
“I’ve been living in the Capital City since I was thirteen. I’m twenty-one this year, you can count for yourself.” Lu Yan did not understand the point of her asking this question out of the blue.
Qi Qingyao continued, “Then, you must be familiar with the dignitaries in Capital City.”
Lu Yan was silent for a moment before he answered, “Do you want to be the concubine of the dignitaries? Is that why you came to me first to ask about having connections?”
Qi Qingyao did not refute; she just asked in an offhanded tone, “Do you think I look like someone who can be someone else’s concubine?”
Lu Yan, “…” Indeed, she did not look like one.
“Of course I have a reason for asking you about this matter.”
Qi Qingyao thought for a while. She organized the words in her head before asking calmly, “Are there any good-looking dignitaries in Capital City?”
“Many of the dignitaries are okay-looking. Since their wives and concubines have exceptional looks, their children will naturally not be ugly,” answered Lu Yan.
Qi Qingyao waved her hand and racked her brains a bit. “No…how—how should I say it?”
Lu Yan did not speak, he merely looked at her. He was also thinking, ‘This woman seems to want to ask me something, but doesn’t seem to know how to put it into words.’
Qi Qingyao pondered for a moment longer, then asked seriously, “Are there any rank eight or nine dignitaries?”
Lu Yan answered, “No.”
Qi Qingyao was taken aback. “No?”
Lu Yan said seriously, “Other than the State Preceptor Li Ruoxuan, other dignitaries, high-ranking officials, or rich playboys don’t have such a high skill level. The State Preceptor should have the strength of a rank nine!” As for Lu Yan himself, he only had the abilities of the rank six. Why would the ordinary sons of government officials practice martial arts so diligently?! It was not like they were going off to protect the borders. It was good enough for them to be able to defend themselves.
Qi Qingyao gave a ‘hm’ then said casually, “Does the State Preceptor have any sworn enemies? Those living in Capital City?”
Lu Yan replied exasperatedly, “Of course the State Preceptor has many sworn enemies. They’re everywhere in Capital City. Who are you even asking about?” ‘What kind of question is this? What exactly is she thinking, and what does she want to do?’
Qi Qingyao knew that she had confused him with her questions. She pinched her brows together and said rather helplessly, “I don’t know who I’m asking about. I’m not asking about just anyone. I just…There are some things I need to figure out, so I’m just asking some random questions, that’s all.”
Lu Yan suddenly raised his brows. With lazy, half-lidded eyes, he asked coolly, “Are you suspecting the identity of the ox-head masked man by your side?”
Qi Qingyao was stunned for a moment. “You—you knew?”