mesbooks Chapter 123 Conflict escalates
Chapter 123 Conflict escalates
"In that case, I would like you to secretly send this bottle of medicine back to the academy and give it directly to Dean Puyang so that he can study and analyze it personally." Ji Mohan said solemnly, his eyes revealing a thoughtful look.
Chu Qiuchi paused for a moment after hearing this, then nodded: "Giving it to Dean Puyang is indeed a good idea. After all, he's the only alchemist we can completely trust right now."
Ji Mohan smiled slightly, his eyes showing a hint of approval: "Yes, Dean Puyang's character and ability are beyond doubt. However, just to be on the safe side, I would like you to make another fake bottle of the potion. I will send someone to deliver this fake bottle back first to attract the enemy's attention."
Upon hearing this, Chu Qiuchi revealed a confident smile, patted his chest, and said, "No problem! Leave it to us! Whether it's transporting the real potion or producing the fake potion, we will complete the mission with guaranteed quality and quantity!"
Seeing Chu Qiuchi's confident demeanor, Ji Mohan couldn't help but laugh out loud. "Very good, I believe in you. However, you must be careful on your way back. The person who was eavesdropping earlier is of unknown origin. If they are the enemy, this journey back may not be very safe."
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After leaving Ji Mohan's tent, the two quickly headed towards their own tent, preparing to immediately begin making fake potions.
On the way, Ji Moyu hesitated for a long time, but finally couldn't help but grab Chu Qiuchi's arm and whisper, "Qiuchi, I...I'm sorry."
Chu Qiuchi raised an eyebrow, slightly incredulous: "Wow, not bad! It seems General Ji Mo's words had some effect; even the taciturn one is starting to vent!"
She looked up at him slightly, a hint of anticipation in her eyes, wondering what he would say. However, it was better not to have any expectations at all.
Ji Moyu continued, "I just feel that it's a bit inappropriate for a girl like you to be alone in a room with a grown man, it's too..."
Before he could finish speaking, Chu Qiuchi instantly bristled. She abruptly shook off his hand, her voice rising sharply.
"What? You think I'm shameless? Well, in your eyes, I'm just a thick-skinned person who's always bothering you and annoying you, right!"
Ji Moyu was speechless at her words and quickly shook his head, his voice a little hurried: "No, I didn't think that!"
Chu Qiuchi sneered, a hint of mockery in her eyes: "Heh, no? What do you mean by that? Fine, think whatever you want, it has nothing to do with me anyway!" With that, she turned and left without looking back.
Ji Moyu frowned, watching her stormy back, feeling a pang of annoyance. He hesitated for a moment, then quickly stepped forward to stop her. "Qiu Chi, listen to me, I really didn't mean it that way! I just think... it's too dangerous. After all, he is..."
Chu Qiuchi stopped and turned around, looking up at him intently, her voice filled with suppressed anger: "Danger? I'm not an idiot. If there was real danger, wouldn't I have shouted? There aren't dead people living around me! Besides, even if they were, did they hurt me?"
Ji Moyu paused slightly, pursed her lips, and said in a low voice, "If he really wanted to hurt you, do you think you would still have a chance to scream..."
"Fine!" Chu Qiuchi interrupted him with a cold laugh, her eyes sharp. "Even if he really intended to hurt me, did he actually do it? No, right? You clearly know he didn't hurt me; in fact, you helped me. What exactly do you mean? You know the answer in your heart!"
"I..." Ji Moyu's tone faltered, as if something was blocking his throat, and he couldn't say a word.
Chu Qiuchi took a deep breath and gritted his teeth, saying, "What? You're speechless now? Don't worry, from now on, if I bother you again, I'm a dog!"
After saying that, she turned and left again without looking back, her steps quick and heavy, trampling the weeds as if they had been ravaged, causing them to fall straight down and embed themselves in the ground.
Ji Moyu stood there, his brows furrowed, his gaze fixed intently on Chu Qiuchi's angry departing figure. Her resolute words just now felt like a sharp blade, piercing his heart again and again, causing him a dull ache.
He took a deep breath, feeling as if something was pressing down on his chest, making it hard to breathe.
A cold wind swept through the camp, carrying a chill that made him feel even colder.
He looked down at his hands and found that he had unconsciously clenched his fists, his knuckles turning slightly white.
After a long while, he slowly raised his hand and touched his heart, where a strange throbbing was pulsating, like a faint sense of loss and... a different emotion he was unwilling to admit.
He lowered his head and gave a bitter laugh, a rare look of helplessness in his eyes. After a moment, he finally started walking, slowly heading towards their tent. His steps were slow, as if he were carrying a heavy burden, his expression complex and tinged with restraint.
Inside the tent, Puyang Minghui, Nalan Xingyao, and Chu Yichen were chatting in hushed tones when Chu Qiuchi suddenly rushed in with a gloomy expression. His footsteps were hurried and heavy, as if he wanted to make the whole ground tremble.
The three instinctively wanted to step forward and ask her something, but when they saw her face, which was so dark it looked like ink could drip from it, they immediately froze in place.
The three of them huddled together in a corner and whispered among themselves.
Puyang Minghui glanced at Chu Qiuchi furtively and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong with Qiuchi now? Didn't you go to see General Jimo? Why are you so angry?"
Nalan Xingyao's eyes flickered, and she shook her head thoughtfully. "I don't know, but I guess the problem might not lie with General Jimo." She paused, then added with certainty, "We'll ask Brother Yu when he gets back."
Upon hearing this, Puyang Minghui turned to Chu Yichen and said, "Yichen, why don't you go and ask him first?"
Chu Yichen rolled his eyes, speechless, and whispered, "Minghui, we don't have any grudges, do we? Why do you always try to trick me? My sister looks like she's about to erupt like a volcano, and I don't want to go and get myself killed."
Puyang Minghui pouted and muttered softly, "Alright then, it seems I can only wait until Brother Yu comes back to ask."
The group huddled in a corner in silence for a while, and then the tent flap was lifted again.
Ji Moyu, shivering as if she had just been pulled from an ice cave, slowly walked in. The others hesitated, their movements halting as they were about to approach and ask her questions.
Seeing this, Chu Yichen's eyes darted around, and he glanced at Puyang Minghui with a playful look: "Minghui, don't be a coward this time, be brave and go for it! Didn't you just say you were going to ask?"
Puyang Minghui glared at him with displeasure. "Going up now isn't brave, it's reckless! Didn't you see the chill emanating from him? If I went up there, I'd probably freeze into a block of ice!"
Nalan Xingyao stood to the side with her arms crossed, her gaze sweeping back and forth between Ji Moyu and Chu Qiuchi twice before she made a definitive statement: "It seems these two have been arguing again."
The three of them sighed helplessly, looked at each other, and none of them dared to step forward and say a word.
Inside the tent, a tense atmosphere quietly filled the space between the two. The three onlookers chose to remain silent and watch, filled with curiosity about why they were arguing.