I Am Immortal in Great Yu

Chapter 215: Chapter 89: Pure Land (Part 2)

"Pah! What do I need this for?"

Fang Rui felt insulted. "Let’s go. Take me to see this former Golden Seal Renowned Hunter!"

...

"Bring Kang Huaifeng for interrogation!"

CREAK!

The cell door opened. Kang Huaifeng, his clavicles pierced and acupoints sealed, was brought out and shackled to an iron chair reserved for high-risk prisoners.

Fang Rui slowly turned and looked over.

Behind him, rays of light streamed down from the cell’s skylight, bathing his figure. In that moment, he looked as if he embodied light and justice.

Kang Huaifeng subconsciously raised a hand to shield his eyes.

"Kang Huaifeng, I’m very curious. Why would a perfectly good Golden Seal Renowned Hunter like you choose to become a Flower Thief?" Fang Rui asked, his gaze falling upon the former hunter’s androgynous, bewitching face.

"A Golden Seal Renowned Hunter? It’s filthy! Hahaha!"

Kang Huaifeng lifted his chained hands, pointing first at Fang Rui, then at the jailer who had escorted him. "You’re filthy! He’s filthy! This entire Great Yu... is filthy from top to bottom! So filthy I can’t bear to look at it!"

"Pah!" He spat toward Fang Rui.

’Well, well. Starting right off with insults. Does this bastard not realize the situation he’s in?’

Fang Rui dodged aside with a light, effortless motion. He wasn’t angry.

He was a man of great composure these days.

Ever since coming to Huaiyin Prefecture, he’d been in a relaxed and mild environment. Without the external pressure of a chaotic world on the brink of collapse, without the savage desperation that came from struggling at the rock bottom, his patience had naturally grown.

Just as he was now. Not only was Fang Rui not angry, he even had the leisure to pour himself a cup of tea and sit down. With a casual spread of his hands, he said half-jokingly, "Come on, Kang Huaifeng. Tell us your story!"

"I dare to speak, but do you dare to listen?"

Kang Huaifeng continued his taunts. "You all call me a Flower Thief, find me disgusting and vile. But I plucked my flowers with my own skill. What’s wrong with that? It was perfectly clean..."

PFFT!

Fang Rui tried to hold it in, but he couldn’t stop himself from spraying out a mouthful of tea.

’What the hell? "Plucked with my own skill, perfectly clean"?’

He realized he was far too thin-skinned compared to Kang Huaifeng.

"Kang Huaifeng, let’s not debate your claim that Great Yu is filthy for now. But how, exactly, are *you* so clean?"

Fang Rui sat up and leaned closer, as if he wanted to see what exactly was inside this person’s head.

"How am I not clean?!"

Kang Huaifeng retorted, full of righteous indignation, "I perform my Cultivation Technique, Absorbing Yang to recover my strength. I don’t harm women or poison the common folk. I only ’pluck’ from lecherous dandies consumed by lust... Is that not clean enough for you?"

"He has a point... wait, no! What the hell am I saying?!"

For a moment, Fang Rui was almost convinced enough to nod. It was like hearing someone say, "I earned this money fair and square with my own abilities, so how is it dirty?"

’A normal person can’t comprehend this kind of twisted logic. If you argue with someone like this, they’ll drag you down to their level of intelligence and beat you with experience...’

At this thought, he suddenly couldn’t be bothered to listen anymore.

Even though Kang Huaifeng might know many secrets about the Great Yu, Fang Rui preferred to see and judge things for himself, rather than forming preconceived notions from someone else’s words.

So, Fang Rui said no more and simply got up and left.

Kang Huaifeng didn’t seem to care, continuing to mutter deliriously, "You people... you’re filthy! All of you! You devour people... Heh heh!"

...

After leaving the prison, the timid Xun Buhe, who had been waiting outside the whole time, scurried over. "Chief, what’s your decision on Kang Huaifeng?"

"Pretend we don’t know his background. Sentence him according to the book. Once he’s sentenced, just keep him locked up," Fang Rui said offhandedly.

If they were to officially expose his identity, they’d have to submit a report to their superiors. It would be a huge hassle. Besides, a mere Flower Thief wasn’t a Great Merit and wouldn’t fetch many Contribution Points.

They might even have to spit back out some of the... unofficial income they’d already swallowed. All in all, it wasn’t worth the trouble.

This was the simplest way.

Of course, the most important point was that with Kang Huaifeng locked up here, under his control, he retained full flexibility on how to deal with him in the future.

"Yes!"

Xun Buhe clearly preferred this hassle-free solution; he breathed a sigh of relief at Fang Rui’s words.

...

For the next month or two, things were quiet.

During the day, Fang Rui would slack off at the Government Office, drinking tea, reading travelogues, and dining with his three Chief Constables. After work, he would go home to accompany Mrs. Xue of the Fang Family, Third Lady, Fang Ling, and Nannan, and play... games with Liu Pan’Er.

Certain outfits, certain novelties, certain posi—ahem. It wouldn’t do to get up to such mischief with Third Lady, but Liu Pan’Er, having come from a brothel, was very open-minded about these things.

In short, their games could get quite creative... Tsk. The pleasures therein were not for outsiders to know.

On his days off, Fang Rui would take the two little girls, Fang Ling and Nannan, along with one of his two head maids, Qing Yun or Bai Shao, to go winter fishing at Mochou Lake. Sometimes he would run into Ge Changgeng and his Child, and they would chat for a bit.

Life was brisk, pleasant, and comfortable.

...

「Until one day.」

When Fang Rui got off work and arrived at the entrance to his residence, the group waiting to greet him—Mrs. Xue of the Fang Family, Third Lady, and the others—seemed a little off.

Mrs. Xue of the Fang Family looked as if she wanted to speak but held her tongue. Third Lady, by contrast, appeared as composed as ever. The two little girls, Fang Ling and Nannan, weren’t their usual lively selves. They had the look of children about to tattle on a maid, but Third Lady was holding them back.

’It’s probably related to Liu Pan’Er.’

Fang Rui had a keen mind; a moment’s thought was all it took for him to guess the root of the problem. However, he didn’t press the issue, continuing to chat and smile as if nothing was wrong.

Only after he had entered the residence and was changing his clothes did he ask his two head maids, Qing Yun and Bai Shao, "What exactly happened in the residence today?"

"Master..." Bai Shao stammered, trying to find the right words that were both appropriate and tactful.

"Let me tell you!"

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