Chapter Fifty-Eight: Today is Jiang An'an's birthd

Gaoen and Du Ruhui so embarrassed. Could it be related to the murderer who killed Dong A...that is, Jiang WangThe Mountain Spirit...Lin Zhengren clenched his fist silently.Let me know if you have any...Regarding Jiang Wang's transfer of the merit obtained from the Sancheng Lun Dao discourse, almost no one except Ling He could understand it.

But no one would interfere.

Jiang Wang owes nothing to anyone, except Jiang An'an, and doesn't need to be responsible to anyone else.

However, when chatting with Zhao Ruocheng, Jiang Wang still expressed his apology: "Ruocheng, originally the third brother should have helped you gather a pulse-opening pill first, but..."

Zhao Ruocheng laughed instead. "There are many difficult people and things in the world. Can you help with them"

“I don't have any grand aspirations to save the world or all humankind. But some things, once they happen, can't be ignored. You haven't seen the look in their eyes. Those people, who wouldn't even frown when fighting for their lives... ” Jiang Wang sighed: “It reminds me of our fellow disciples after we returned from Xiaolin Town, those who locked themselves in their rooms and cried secretly.”

“My third brother! I’d rather you had grand ambitions.” Zhao Rucheng laughed, his voice half genuine, half joking. “Like the eldest brother, we already have one good person like that.”

Jiang Wang fell silent for a moment, then said: "I just want you to know, Third Brother isn't indifferent to your future. It's true that he was soft-hearted back then. We brothers worked together on missions and accumulated merit quickly. The people of Sanshan City probably didn't have so much time to wait."

Zhao Rucheng looked at him: "I just want to tell you. I really don't need it."

"You have great talent, it shouldn't be wasted."

"Who says that having fun always involves 'wasting' things" Zhao Ruocheng said with a smile. "Isn't buying a smile for a thousand gold coins wasteful But I'm happy. Isn't wasting time wasteful But I'm happy. I have money and talent, but so what It's precisely by wasting them that I find joy!"

"That's because the boss didn't hear it, otherwise he would have lectured you for ages."

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“Hahaha!” Zhao Ru Cheng burst out laughing. “So every time he tried to lecture me, I’d immediately say, ‘I’m going home to work hard!’ and then run away.”

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The two of them walked past the gate of the courtyard, laughing.

Only then was it discovered that suspended above the jade lion on the left side of the gate, an unclothed man hung in mid-air.

His hands were bound to a bough that projected horizontally from an oddly shaped tree growing on the wall— undoubtedly a creation of sorcery.

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This person hung their head low, with long hair cascading down. Their exposed skin was indeed pale, but they were rather thin, lacking much muscle definition.

A wooden sign hung around his neck, reading "Treacherous to teachers and exterminating ancestors, the crime is unforgivable. To be air-dried for three days as a warning to others."

Jiang Wangyue looked and looked, feeling increasingly familiar. He took a closer look and finally confirmed that this person was Huang Azhan.

"What's wrong" he asked Zhao Rucheng.

Zhao Rucheng suppressed a smile and said, “He went to smash Xiao Tiemian’s door last night wearing a mask, but got caught red-handed. This is a live demonstration of the consequences of betraying one's master and destroying one's ancestors.”

“Why him” Jiang Wang was at a loss: “Who would go and provoke Xiao Tie Mian”

In Fenglin City, three people should not be provoked: the art academy's Xiao Tie Mian, the cafeteria head chef, and Dean Dong in the morning.

It is said that Dong A has a particularly bad temper in the morning. Every day, morning is when he is most likely to get angry, and during this time period, everyone avoids him as much as possible.

The dining hall at the City Dao Institute actually had a rich variety of dishes, not inferior to those in an ordinary restaurant. The only problem was that you couldn't choose what to eat; it all depended on the head cook's mood. So his unapproachable nature was completely understandable.

First is the Academy's Xiao Tie Mian, which shows how deeply he has affected the disciples of the Dao Institute...

But Huang Azhan, dared to touch a tiger's ass. It is undeniable that he is incredibly bold.

“Hahaha.” Zhao Rucheng laughed out loud. “Didn’t we used to be responsible for welcoming the cultivators from Sanshan City There was a teacher who said that his appearance wasn't good, so he wouldn't let him lead the team, and instead had Ling Lao Da take the lead. That teacher was Xiao Tie Mian. After the Sancheng Lun Dao ended, Huang A Zhan thought about it more and more, and last night after drinking some wine, he decided to give Xiao Tie Mian a taste of his own medicine.”

Jiang Wang: “…”

You were once a living person, yet you seek death.

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Huang Azhan had originally lowered his head and hidden his hair, trying his best to conceal his identity. But Zhao Rucheng's energetic explanation here, coupled with his cheerful laughter, made it impossible for him to hide.

Huang Ajian heard this and was furious.

“Ru Chengge.” He was hung up, making it hard to move, but he still shook his long hair and gave a very friendly smile: “Help your brother out.”

"Eh!" Zhao Ruocheng replied with a delighted smile, then suddenly turned around. "Oh dear, I forgot something important!"

He rushed away in haste.

Huang Azhan grinned and slowly looked at Jiang Wang.

Jiang Wang pointed in Zhao Rucheng's direction, "I'll go see what's wrong with him."

and he also dashed off.

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It goes without saying that Huang A-zhan has ulterior motives. But even if they dared, they wouldn't dare to release the people Xiao Tie Mian hanged.

You know, Huang Ajian has many friends, but where is everyone Not a single one of them even came through the front door. They've all been using the back entrance these past few days.

Speaking of important matters, Zhao Ruocheng really didn't lie.

Today is October 12th, the day after the Sancheng Lun Dao, and also Jiang Anan's birthday.

Ginger had been prepared for this day.

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Cai Ji Mutton Stall's boiled mutton and mutton soup, Gui Xiang Zhai's pastries, Du De Wang's charcoal-grilled... Jiang Wang had already pre-ordered them all, they would be delivered directly to his home then.

He also went to the vegetable market early in the morning to buy a lot of fresh ingredients, preparing to show off his culinary skills to his beloved sister—since it was still under wraps, Zhao Ruocheng couldn't stop him at all costs.

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Ling He mysteriously left the city last night, saying it was to prepare a surprise for Jiang An'an.

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And Zhao Ruocheng had someone buy Yunxiangzhai's new clothes for him. He was just about to go back and get them.

> Others, like Jiang Wang, were not informed to avoid any implication that they should prepare gifts.

Huang Ajian could be called over to join the gathering, An An knows him very well... but having him hanging from a tree is already quite an interesting program in itself.

Everything is in place, all that remains is to settle down and begin studying.

Jiang Wang calculated the time and, after parting ways with Zhao Rucheng for now, he went to Mingde Hall alone. He was going to pick up Jiang An'an and bring her home. By the way, if An'an had other friends she played well with, like that little girl named Qingzhi, he also planned to invite her home to play.

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Today is Jiang An'an's birthday, the first one without his mother by his side. It can also be said to be a summary of this period of time he and An'an have lived together.

He wants to make AnAn have a happy and joyful birthday, without any worries.

This is Jiang Wang's most important arrangement in recent times.

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Zhao Ruocheng held a chest of Yunxiangzhai-made clothes in his left hand, and a richly decorated jade box in his right. Inside the box was a piece of smoke jade, an excellent magical material. Wearing it would nourish one's blood and qi.

Yun Xiang Zhai's clothing was already valuable, and the smoke jade was priceless. But for Zhao Daren, money wasn't even a consideration.

Upon arriving at the Ginger residence on Pegasus Lane, the front door was firmly shut.

Zhao Ru Cheng didn't mind. He jumped in directly, put down the gifts, and found a reclining chair in the courtyard on his own accord, lounging comfortably on it.

After a while, Ling He ran out of the courtyard, panting and covered in mud.

He was carrying a massive turtle in his hand, looking at least three hundred years old.

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This giant turtle has been roaming the Green Willow River for a long time. Ling He discovered it long ago, but this time he finally took a lot of effort to catch it back. He plans to give it to An An to keep, hoping it will bring good luck and longevity.

If you don't believe me, even soup made from this is very nourishing.

He was more honest and, seeing the door locked, decided to wait outside.

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Zhao Rucheng heard the noise and smashed the lock from inside, letting him in.

Then the people who brought mutton arrived, followed by those who brought hot charcoal pots, and finally those who came with pastries.

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Time slips by little by little.

Finally, Jiang An'an returned home and found that the lock was broken.

She pushed open the courtyard gate and saw a table laden with delicacies in the courtyard, along with Ling He and Zhao Ru Cheng who were carrying gifts.

"Where's your brother" Ling He asked.

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"Where's my brother" Jiang Anan asked.

Unanimous.

Today is Jiang An'an's birthday.

Ling He and Zhao Ruicheng arrived with gifts.

Jiang Anan returned home by herself.

But Jiang Wang didn't come back.lass tightly, still appearing very nervous. A good subordinate should be smart, but not too smart.Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!Jiao Wu finally walked to Xue Mingyi...