Peach-Orange! – Chapter 260 – Endurance!!!
Peach-Orange! – Chapter 260 – Endurance!!!
The evening wind was chilly, but the envoy felt himself sweating all over, his hands trembling from the heat.
He had come to terms with it.
Loyalty to his organization was no match for loyalty to Xiaocheng.
Nothing was more important than his own life.
As expected, he defected.
Now driven outside the house to stand guard, his ears caught the occasional wails of Lin Fangya from the house behind him, mingled with the sound of flowing water.
Among them were a few different voices.
Another girl’s voice, filled with what seemed like affection, calling out “Tao-Tao.”
What was being said was unclear, but the envoy only felt a chilling coldness on his neck and back.
His forehead was sweating, his hands and feet icy cold.
Although few people would pass by such a gloomy place late at night, it was still by the river.
Even if he were told to run….
Honestly, his legs were so weak he couldn’t even move.
The envoy lit a cigarette, the harsh stimulation relaxing him a bit. His eyes inadvertently caught sight of King crouching nearby. “Where did this damn cat come from? What are you looking at?”
King: “?”
The proud tabby cat tilted its head, meowed once, and immediately headed toward the dilapidated house.
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Watching the elegant catwalk, the envoy felt a strange sense of absurdity.
‘Could this cat actually understand what I’m saying?’
‘Holy crap, is it here with that little girl?!’
The envoy was so startled he dropped his cigarette, quickly stopping King. With a forced smile, he said, “Lord Cat, Lord Cat, don’t be angry, I—”
Before he could finish, seeing King’s displeased expression, he immediately crouched down to check King’s underside and hastily corrected himself, “Lady Cat, Lady Cat, don’t be angry. I was just joking with you earlier.
“Here, Lady Cat, have a smoke. Let’s live like immortals together.” … Time passed quickly.
Half a day was gone in the blink of an eye. When the envoy was called back into the room, he saw Lin Fangya on the verge of death.
Outwardly, she didn’t seem too badly injured, but as for the details….
The envoy didn’t dare ask or find out.
He just stared at Chi Xiaocheng, his scalp tingling, and stammered, “…I’ve checked everywhere. No one’s around, and they definitely couldn’t hear you. Don’t worry.”
Chi Xiaocheng waved her hand, signaling the envoy to step outside the hut for a talk.
After “simply” avenging Tao-Tao, Chi Xiaocheng’s rationality had gradually returned. Though her eyes were still crimson, the red glow had faded somewhat.
She removed her hood, the cool wind brushing her hair. The chill eased the unease in her heart.
She glanced sideways at the envoy, who kept his head down, not daring to meet her gaze, and spoke calmly, “I thought you’d run away.”
The envoy forced an awkward smile. “Wouldn’t dare, wouldn’t dare.”
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“Good timing, then.” Chi Xiaocheng took out a pill and tossed it to the envoy. “Eat this.”
“What is this…?”
“Poison. You can choose to join Lin Fangya’s fate or try your luck and escape. Your call.”
The envoy’s lips twitched. Did he have a choice?
Not at all.
Tilting his head back, he swallowed the pill, then pulled out a small bottle of liquor from his pocket, washing it down.
The moment the mysterious pill entered his stomach, he felt as if a fiery dragon were writhing inside, the pain unbearable.
Having seen much of the world abroad, he had never encountered poison like this before. The girl’s figure, though obscured by the cloak, hinted at her petite frame, yet her strength was enough to twist Lin Fangya’s arm like a pretzel.
Power beyond her years.
And this terrifying poison.
No mistake, this little girl was undoubtedly one of those terrifying ancient martial artists!
As his mind raced, the envoy suddenly felt his body growing weak. The pain in his abdomen had escalated from ordinary to excruciating!
But….
Rumors said those ancient martial artists were all sadistic.
This must be a test from the grandma before him. Even becoming her dog required surviving this poison.
Think of the Dragon King’s words!
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Think of the training he’d endured all these years!
Think of the Temple of Asura’s mission upon returning to the country!
What was a little poison?
Endure!!!
His face hardened, and he asked Chi Xiaocheng through gritted teeth, “I’ve taken the poison. From today onward, I’m your subordinate. What are your orders?”
Seeing the envoy’s unwavering expression, Chi Xiaocheng couldn’t help but feel admiration.
What she’d given him wasn’t poison since it was too expensive and wasted emotional points. This was just a potent laxative bought from the system.
The item description had said it worked fast and guaranteed a full day and night of… relief.
Truly one of Xiao Ming’s men, able to endure even this!
How respectable.
Chi Xiaocheng quietly stepped back, lest he suddenly “explode,” then asked, “Tell me about yourself and any information related to Xiao Ming.”
“Understood, Grandm— understood, my lord.”
He changed his address, his voice strained with pain. “I have no name. In the Temple of Asura, my codename is ‘Qiu.’ I’m a subordinate of the Dragon King Xiao Ming. Within the Temple of Asura, I’m a fourth-tier member.
“The Temple of Asura is divided into five tiers, with the first being the highest and the fifth the lowest. Though I’m an envoy, I’m actually on the fringes, an ordinary person. Rumor has it that Dragon King Xiao Ming and the first-tier members are all ancient martial artists capable of splitting boulders.
“Our reason for approaching Lin Fangya was to use the Lin family’s influence to pave the way for our brothers.”
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He spilled nearly everything he knew about the Temple of Asura, an international super-mercenary organization specializing in shady dealings like assassinations.
Xiao Ming was the newly risen Dragon King, highly esteemed within the Temple of Asura.
Now returning to the country, his goal was to expand their influence domestically.
After grasping the general background, Chi Xiaocheng pressed further, “Then where is your Dragon King Xiao Ming now?”
Envoy Qiu, still enduring the pain in his stomach, replied slowly, “I don’t know the Dragon King’s whereabouts. Usually, other envoys are the ones who contact me.”
“What about your future plans?”
“Uh… We don’t have any immediate plans. Taking control of the Lin family in Jiuzhou City is our current objective.”
Chi Xiaocheng was surprised.
Xiao Ming wasn’t targeting her and Su Tao like Lin Fangya had?
She had assumed he’d inherited some of Ye Liang’s assets and would come after them too. Remembering something, she asked, “By the way, why did your Dragon King endure for three years?”
“Uh…” Envoy Qiu hesitated, his face twisting in embarrassment.
He lowered his head, as if about to confess something deeply shameful. “Crossing the border has been difficult lately. It’ll take about three years for all the brothers to get visas and return, so….”
Hearing this, Chi Xiaocheng almost facepalmed.
So the three years of endurance were because the brothers weren’t in the country and he felt unsafe?
What a joke.