THE USELESS MIRACLE DOCTOR CONSORT IS SPOILED ROTTEN BY THE PRINCE!

Chapter 1328: Chapter 1323: Sent to Silver Moon Pavilion for Foster Care Chapter 1328: Chapter 1323: Sent to Silver Moon Pavilion for Foster Care “What… what is this!” How can it be so eerie!

Who is this person?

Poison doctor Saint Ruan looked at the man’s frightened face and a trace of blood swept over his fierce looking eyes, “Are you curious to know what my name is? Do you know what a poison doctor is? I am Saint Ruan, and for daring to sell my son, you all deserve to dissolve into pus and stink up this newly bought mansion.”

The man clutched his throat, unable to utter a word in plea!

Poison doctor Saint Ruan!

This name was even more notorious and frightening than that of the Emperor!

And yet, they had sold his son!

The man shed tears of despair and regret, collapsing to the ground as he saw pus starting to seep through his wife’s feet, soaking through her shoes, then spreading to her legs. He screamed out in horror, “Ah!!!”

Saint Ruan rushed overnight to some official’s house, found his seventh concubine there, and without a word, snatched the child directly from her hands. The woman even called for the Protector in a furious attempt to capture Saint Ruan for a beating; instead, he hugged the child and flung a packet of poison powder at them.

He stood atop the high roof, watching as the people below collapsed into a heap, the courtyard filled with the sound of ghostly wailing. He curled his lips slightly and scoffed, “Heh!”

Thinking they could buy his son without paying with their lives!

“Wu wu… waah… wu wu.”

When Ningning saw Saint Ruan’s face again, her little hands flailed excitedly in the air, her swollen eyes suddenly sparkling with life. She stuck out her tongue at Saint Ruan and even blew a string of drool bubbles.

Saint Ruan wiped his mouth with his sleeve, sighing helplessly, “If it weren’t for my inability to leave you unattended, you’d have become the concubine’s son by now, and that simply won’t do!”

What a mess!

This child picked up by Saint Ruan, how could he let others spoil him?

Especially since the little rascal was so tenderly cute.

Saint Ruan was loath to let him go, yet he had received a message from the Shadow Guards that Chu Yihan was on the frontier engaged in battle. How could he take care of this child while fighting?

After some thought, he decided to return to the place where he had found the child to look for clues about the child’s family from the two servants there.

However, by the time he returned, the bodies of those two were already gone and the area was always prowled by a mysterious group of black-clothed individuals seemingly searching for something.

Saint Ruan had lived for many years and could tell that these people were looking for the little one he held in his arms.

Luckily, the little tyke was sensible, nestling quietly in his embrace, content to suck on his fingers and stare up at him with dark, gem-like eyes, occasionally blowing drool bubbles for fun.

Truly low-maintenance and utterly endearing.

Saint Ruan investigated throughout the day and after confirming these people carried the essence of assassins, he knew he wouldn’t find the child’s family. He took the child straight to Silver Moon Pavilion.

Not to the East Pavilion led by Chu Yifeng, but to the West Pavilion formerly headed by Gui Wudao.

Now, the West Pavilion Master was Geng Qingyan.

Saint Ruan soared into the courtyard, not yet entering the great hall, when he felt a chill all over.

The dimly lit hall, though it was daytime, felt even more chilling than the night, especially when he caught the gaze of the woman sitting inside, her eyes faintly targeting him.

Just seeing that half of her face covered by a black iron mask sent chills down Saint Ruan’s spine.

He hugged the child tightly and hissed, “I say, Geng Qingyan, during broad daylight, can’t you stop scaring people like the King of the Underworld?”

Only he could have walked up to her, withstanding the fierce killing intent and chillness radiating from Geng Qingyan’s entire being.

An ordinary person wouldn’t have made it to her without being crushed to death, scared to death, or frozen to death!

Atop the lotus seat, the woman sat against the light, with slight brightness above her head, revealing only half of her face to the public.

Her black iron mask bore a look of icy, chilling severity, and reflected in her eyes were not colorful scenes of the world, but stark white bones.

Her voice was hoarse and deep as if smoked by fumes, “How are you not dead yet, and you dare bring outsiders here, looking to die?”

“Pah! You’re the one who’s dead! Can’t you say something nicer? After all, I once saved your life.” Saint Ruan, with his fiery temper, really couldn’t stand this woman!

If it weren’t for the lack of people to turn to, he wouldn’t have come to put up with this woman’s nonsense!

She was abnormal!

But Saint Ruan had no other choice. He held Ningning and walked up to Geng Qingyan, showing her the child, “I found this child on the road, already cured, but I have an urgency. Can you look after him here for a while? I’ll collect him when I return.”

“No time, I’ll kill him the moment you leave.” Geng Qingyan, like a ruthless female King of the Underworld with an iron face, didn’t bother to hide her cruelty, which was written all over her mask.

Saint Ruan knew this woman was cold-blooded. He thickened his skin and pleaded gently, “The child has lost his family, and his parents can’t be found. He’s already pitiful enough. I’ll just leave him here for a while, and I’ll take him back later, no trouble to you.”

“No.”

“Qingyan~~~”

“Get lost.”

“Geng Qingyan!”

Saint Ruan kicked her lotus seat, shouting in a low voice, “Can’t you give me some face? After all, I still hold some status in the Silver Moon Pavilion, and it’s not like the West Pavilion doesn’t foster people, with hundreds of assassins under you. What’s wrong with taking care of one more child? Is he going to eat so much of your rice?”

Such merciless refusal!

Really!

Geng Qingyan slowly looked up, revealing a small part of her face hidden in the darkness, her skin as translucent and flawless as white porcelain.

Her speaking voice was as cold-blooded as her demeanor, “Only assassins can survive in the Silver Moon Pavilion. He, a baby, how can he survive?”

“Why can’t he survive? Zi Wei, Shadow, didn’t they all come here as infants? Weren’t they all raised and taught by you? Stop talking nonsense! You must take good care of him!”

Without saying another word, Saint Ruan stuffed the child into Geng Qingyan’s arms, pouting like an old mischievous child.

Geng Qingyan, however, didn’t throw the child away but coldly told him, “If I should raise him, he will eventually become Zi Wei, Shadow, or perhaps, Number One, Number Two.”

Saint Ruan was somewhat daunted. He wasn’t unaware of Geng Qingyan’s meaning. It was alright to raise the child, but he’d be raised as an assassin, whether he could survive depended on fate.

Like Zi Wei and Shadow, who had names, they were the top tier assassins among the top assassins.

The better ones could get rankings like Number One, Two, Three, standing out in the Silver Moon Pavilion. But if the child’s physical constitution wasn’t good from the start, and couldn’t survive in the Silver Moon Pavilion, then…

Saint Ruan almost wanted to kneel before Geng Qingyan, but he knew her method of training children was very special. Every child she raised was capable of standing on their own.

Look at Zi Wei, how skillful his martial arts are, how well he gets along at Su Yingxue’s place!

And look at Shadow, although he was betrayed by Chu Yifeng, he would still become a notable person.

This little guy…

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