Chapter 0156 – Predicting Dreams – Absolute Returns

by GreatBrother(위대한 다오 형제)

Qin Xia Ling, is being hunted.

She couldn’t shake off her pursuers behind her, so she could only leap into the treetops and hide among the dense foliage, holding her breath and not moving a muscle.

The man who was chasing her, running past the tree, suddenly stopped.

Like a wild beast that had caught the scent of its prey, he slowly turned around, raised his head, and looked into the treetops. On his face, there were no five senses, only a blank space, like a monster.

"Ah!"

Qin Xia Ling, wanted to scream, but couldn’t make a sound. She once again flew up and desperately fled.

Just as the pursuer was about to catch up with her, a man suddenly appeared in front of her and kicked the pursuer in the face.

"Bang!"

That faceless pursuer, kicked out and disappeared.

The man who had saved her, with his cloak and beard, seemed like she’d seen him somewhere before?

"It’s you? The servant?"

Qin Xia Ling, recognized me, and just then, she suddenly woke up.

She rarely dreamed, let alone, had such strange dreams.

She was covered in sweat and obviously had a nightmare.

She didn’t understand why the person who saved her in the dream was me. Could it be because that day, she mistook me for the young master and that’s why she was impressed with me?

She thought back to me, my hair, my beard, my face, and it was amazing how clearly she remembered it. She usually, rarely remembered what people looked like, and it struck her as odd that my face, was so clearly imprinted in her mind.

"Miss, are you okay?"

The guard, Autumn Guard, asked from outside the door.

"I’m fine, I just had a bad dream."

"You must be too nervous to have nightmares."

"Maybe."

"Don’t worry, you’ll win."

"I want to sleep some more, today, don’t disturb me."

"Yes."

But after a while, Qin Xia Ling, sneaked out of the room and came to the inn where we had eaten before.

The inn is packed with people who have come to participate in the "Little Dragon War".

She was in the corner, and she saw me, I was drinking. She came here to find me, she wanted to know if I was really going to save her, like in the dream.

But she quickly, shook her head and smiled to herself.

How could she come to a servant of a countryside sect just because of a dream? She turned around to leave, when a voice came from behind her:

"Coming for noodles?"

She turned around and saw me looking at her.

The people around her, all looked at her, and some, recognizing her, showed expressions of surprise. She couldn’t just leave like that, otherwise, she would arouse suspicion. She had to walk across to me and sit down.

She ordered noodles and wine.

"I thought, you wouldn’t share a table with me."

"Why?"

"You already know that I’m a servant."

"Are you saying that I am too noble to care to eat at the same table as a servant?"

"Isn’t it?"

Qin Xia Ling, amused by my rhetorical question, laughed.

"Exactly."

Seeing my expression of "I knew it", she deliberately added:

"But it’s not because you’re a servant, it’s because, you seem to be so afraid of me that you can’t even eat well in my presence."

"That’s good, I’m not afraid of you at all."

This servant, how dare he be so reckless, in front of her?

"You should already know, who I am, right?"

She has never met, someone like me, I am simply a freak. Even those famous gentry, in front of her, they were all cautious, afraid of saying the wrong thing, let alone, asking such sensitive questions.

"You always keep to yourself."

She doesn’t like to socialize with people, servants or otherwise.

She liked to be alone and didn’t like to talk to people, which was why she felt that it was strange for her to be here.

Perhaps there was something special about me, that made her have that dream?

She peeked at me, my hair was a mess, my beard was a mess, and I didn’t look good at all.

"What a strange dream."

I didn’t seem to notice what was going on in her mind and continued to chat with her naturally.

"My young master, has also advanced to the finals."

She had also heard that Xu Dalong, in the group stage, had performed well and managed to advance to the finals. That sect, should be a small, unorthodox sect, their disciples, would be so simple, to be in the finals, and achieve good results. From my body, I can see, the style of that sect.

"Your young master, may fight me. Do you know that? In the finals, it is possible to die. Please tell your young master to be careful."

"It would be an honor to die in battle on the martial arts stage."

"That’s not honor, that’s injustice!"

"What do you mean?"

"For martial artists, the competition stage, is the safest place, there are rules, referees, and so many spectators, who would dare to kill on the stage? It would be the most unjust to die on the competition stage!"

My logic, she thought, was strange, but she couldn’t refute it. She had never, ever thought of it that way.

"You really talk like a martial artist."

"I’ve learned swordsmanship."

"You’ve met a good master who will teach you swordsmanship."

"Yes, my master, very scary, the scariest man in the world."

Qin Xia Ling, sneering in her heart, I have met so many people, and you say, your master, is the most terrible person in the world? Perhaps, in that small mountain village of yours, your master, is indeed the most terrifying person.

Her gaze, fell on my sword.

"Why did you use a cloth, to wrap the scabbard?"

My scabbard, was wrapped tightly in a layer of coarse cloth. Usually, there are only two cases, where this is done: one is, a jianghu wannabe, in order to protect the scabbard, from wear and tear; the other is, in order to hide the precious sword.

"To look good."

"You should have used silk, then."

"It’s precisely because it’s not silk that it looks good. It’s called understated luxury."

Qin Xia-Ling, I was angry and laughed, how dare I say, my scabbard, is "low-key luxury"?

"Next time, I’ll take you to East Lake, the scenery there, it’s beautiful."

How dare I ask her out? She should have kicked me out immediately and warned me: How dare you, a servant, be rude to my lady?

But she didn’t do it. Why?

Is it because, I appeared in her dream? No, she should not want to be gossiped about, she doesn’t want to be told that she bullies the weak. Her grandfather, hated that kind of thing. That’s right, that must be it.

"Then next time, I’ll take you to a place, too, where the scenery is, well, more beautiful."

I can’t believe that we’re going on a cruise together? We’ve only shared a table twice, and we’ve gotten to know each other well enough to go on a cruise together?

She sighed, she really regretted, coming here.

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