Chapter 2: This Is A Misunderstanding

Translator: 9inetales

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A chill ran down Xu Qing’s spine as he stiffly lowered the phone.


His heart started to beat erratically.


“Uhm...that...where did you say you were from again?” He gave the iron dart embedded in the TV a shaky glance. Such a stunt wasn’t easy to perform.


Is she from Wuqiao Acrobatic Troupe?


Even if Uncle Zhao came here, I doubt his old bones would be able to handle this girl, especially with her wielding a sword.


“How did those people come out of that box?!”


The girl was like a frightened and confused rabbit. Everything in front of her was beyond her comprehension.


“Also, who were you talking to?”


“I…”


Xu Qing looked at the girl standing outside the door. She wore coarse cloth and straw sandals but exuded an intimidating aura while holding her gleaming sword. A wild guess bloomed in his heart.


Martial practitioner?


No way. Not even they would dress up like that.

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Plus, a normal person wouldn’t casually attack the TV or draw a sword for trivial reasons.


With her wearing only straw sandals, can she afford to compensate for the damages?


“Uhm...put your sword away first. I’m a good guy. I was only trying to offer you an umbrella just now.” He nudged the umbrella that was lying on the floor with his toes, trying to appease the strange girl.


The girl’s eyes scoured the room, moving from Xu Qing to the umbrella, then to the broken TV on the wall. After a while, she decided to return her long sword to its sheath under Xu Qing’s relieved gaze.


At least for now, the person in front of her didn’t seem hostile.


“Your name...what’s it called?”


“Jiang He, Yan Sect disciple.”


“Aha, Jiang He...what a vibrant name,” Xu Qing nodded and said, “You stated that you are from the Yan Sect. Is it very big? Where is it?”


He heard her speaking of the Yan Sect several times and secretly guessed that it must be pretty influential based on her attitude.

  

“Don’t you know Gusu Yanbang?” Jiang He furrowed her brows. She observed the room’s unfamiliar layout and furniture, causing her to nibble her lower lip.


Even if she didn’t inquire, she could conclude that this place was far from home.


“I haven’t heard of it. Do you want to maybe...uhm…”


Xu Qing was in a bind. The girl was mentally unstable and holding a murder weapon. Should he invite her inside or call the police?


He was still in shock. Just a while ago, he was relaxing while drinking Coke and petting his cat. Now, his TV was in shambles and the culprit was standing at the door with a sword.


Sigh! Good things are hard to do, and good people are hard to be.


The two of them exchanged an awkward glance. Xu Qing took another look at her bare toes exposed by the straw sandals, her drenched clothes, and her drooping wet hair.


“Why don’t you come inside instead of standing there holding a weapon? The police station is just across the street y’know?” He gestured for the girl to come in, wondering if she would understand.


She shouldn’t be retarded, right?


“It’s better to come in and close the door. I’m a good person and can help you. Also, if you have any questions, you can ask me.”


“I want to go home.”


“Where is your home?”


“Yan Sect.”


“...”


Xu Qing’s nugget started to fry.


“This is the community on Beiwang Road, Yongkang New District, Jiangcheng…”


Seeing the blank look on the girl’s face, he tentatively asked, “Have Miss Jiang heard of this place?”


Jiang He shook her head.


“You can’t actually be an ancient person, right? You got to be kidding! Who is the emperor?!”


“Holy Master?” She replied while pursing her lips.


?


Xu Qing was dumbfounded.


Holy?!


“T-that…” He sputtered, “Who exactly is the Holy One?”


“The Holy One is the Holy One.”


“...”


He massaged his temples.


“What year is it now?”

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Jiang He directed him a weird look as if she didn’t understand his meaning. She paused in contemplation for a while before speaking in her unusual accent, “Kaiyuan...sixteen years.”

 

“Wait for me to Baidu[1]”


In the next moment, Xu Qing got goosebumps.


I’m sure this girl...but she doesn’t look like she’s joking.


He shakily continued his research on his phone.


Kaiyuan...sixteen…


His eyes widened as he struggled to contain his pounding heartbeat. He took a deep breath said disbelievingly, “Tang Xuanzong[2]?”


“Huh?” Jiang He tilted her head.


“...”


“...”


“Ah, that title is only given when you die,” Xu Qing slapped his forehead and corrected himself, “Li Longji?”


Seeing Jiang He’s surprised reaction, he blinked.


No wonder.


It all makes sense now. This girl’s dress, her heroic aura, her sword...


Xu Qing strode around the room, his mind a scrambled mess. Incoherent words continuously spewed from his mouth.


He calmed down and picked up his phone again, “Ah yes, Li Bai...do you know Li Taibai[3]?”


Jiang He’s expression brightened, “Do you know him? Where is he?”


“Uh...maybe by the river[4].”


Xu Qing had a headache.


What is this? A conversation from hundreds of years ago?


“I…”


Tuk Tuk Tuk~


“Delivery!”


Jiang He sprung up, quickly unsheathing her sword.


“No no no! Step back first. It’s only someone bringing me food— not a bad person,” Xu Qing quickly ran over, “Hurry, go over there. Don’t let people see you.”


“Servant?”

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“...no, just someone sending something to eat.”


After being placated, Jiang He retreated to the corner. However, her sword was still half out of its sheath.


This place was still foreign to her so she had to act prudently.


“Don’t worry, nobody here is going to hurt you, alright?”


Xu Qing tried his best to comfort her before heading to the door. He only opened the door enough for him to receive his food before closing it.


“Food,” Xu Qing gestured towards Jiang He, “Are you hungry? Want to eat together?”


Jiang He hesitated but eventually shook her head. Fortunately, she retracted her sword at the very least.


“Why do you all shave your heads[5]?” Seeing Xu Qing sitting on the sofa, she suddenly asked, “Could it be that this place…”


“Wait, where did you see that?” Xu Qing was curious. She stood by the corner when he retrieved his delivery so logically, she shouldn’t have been able to see the brother in yellow.


Even if she saw him, he was wearing a helmet.


“When I first arrived here about an hour ago and wandered about outside.”


An hour...maybe two hours ago when the rain just started, Jiang He saw someone holding a blade against another man’s head. At first, she thought it was just a random crime or some form of punishment.


“Outside?”


“Un.”


Xu Qing jolted, “You didn’t get into any conflicts, right?”


“No, I just strolled around.”


“Ah, good.”


“You haven’t answered my question yet.”


“How do I say this...you can treat it as a local custom. There is no special reason.”


“Oh.”

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Xu Qing munched his hamburger and pointed towards the chicken rolls. “Take some, you must have never eaten it before.”


“No,” Jiang He swallowed her saliva but shook her head in the end.


“Then have some drinks. I already filled a glass for you,” He offered her a glass of Coke from the bottle he previously opened, “It’s sweet. You probably haven’t drunk it before.”


“Are you looking down on me?”


“I’m not!”


Jiang He frowned, seeing unfamiliar things everywhere, “What are you eating? Where is the rice?”


“Food is food as long as it fills your stomach,” Xu Qing wagged his half-eaten hamburger as he explained, “This is called a hamburger. It’s— Woops…”


Bam!


The Coke on the table was accidentally knocked over by his elbow, causing brown fizzy liquid to bubble on the floor.


The room fell into silence.


“...”


“...”


Shing~


“Stop! Misunderstanding! It’s a misunderstanding!”

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