Chapter 680: Chapter 611, The Hound Shows Its Talent for the First Time_1 Chapter 680: Chapter 611, The Hound Shows Its Talent for the First Time_1 On May 29th, the Yan Family gathered together for dinner in the old lady’s courtyard.

During the meal, Madam Sun said, “I heard that Mrs. Guo wants to celebrate the Little Prince’s birthday this year, but June 1st is almost upon us, and she still hasn’t sent out the invitations. Could it be that Mrs. Guo doesn’t plan to invite outsiders and intends to just have a meal with her family and the Little Prince, and that’s it?”

Yan Wenkai immediately replied, “Second aunt, you might as well stop waiting for the Guo Family’s invitation. As soon as Mrs. Guo suggested holding a birthday banquet for Yeyang, he flatly refused.”

Madam Sun looked puzzled, “Why is that? Before Mrs. Guo came, the Governor had already hosted birthday banquets for the Little Prince. Now that the lady of the house has arrived, why wouldn’t they hold one?”

Madam Li said indifferently, “What else could it be, it’s to avoid scandal. If Mrs. Guo hadn’t brought Miss Guo along, there would be nothing wrong with an aunt celebrating her nephew’s birthday. But with Miss Guo present, people with ulterior motives might misinterpret the situation, making it hard to explain.”

Yan Wenkai nodded, “Exactly. When the Jiang Family came to Zhongzhou, Yeyang went to help for a few days and some people with agendas started spreading rumors about childhood sweethearts. To this day, Yeyang is still so furious about it, claiming the Jiang Family tarnished his reputation.”

Madam Li laughed, “I didn’t realize the Little Prince was someone who cared so much about his reputation.”

Yan Wenkai: “There are things Yeyang doesn’t care about, but he really dislikes being linked with young ladies. He says that as soon as there’s any entanglement with another girl, he’ll end up with no good end.”

Upon hearing this, Old Lady Yan grew interested, “How would he end up with no good end?”

Yan Wenkai shrugged, “He didn’t say.”

Yan Wentao glanced at Daohua, who was happily gnawing at a rib–the culprit who would give Yeyang good fruit to eat was right here.

Seeing Yan Wentao looking at her, Daohua smiled and picked a chicken drumstick for him.

Looking at the drumstick in his bowl, Yan Wentao withdrew his gaze, effectively sparing Daohua.

Madam Li: “Since Mrs. Guo isn’t hosting the banquet, on June 1st we shall carry on as usual.”

Madam Sun laughed, “Speaking of which, Mrs. Guo has been in Ningmen Prefecture for almost two months, and yet we haven’t seen the Little Prince pay her a visit, have we?”

Yan Wenkai replied, “I think Yeyang doesn’t like Mrs. Guo that much. Once, when Mrs. Guo sent someone to invite Yeyang to visit, he declined, using the excuse of being busy.”

Madam Li, looking surprised, said, “That’s news to me. The Little Prince has a good relationship with the Governor.”

Yan Wenkai laughed, “Having a good relationship with the uncle doesn’t necessarily mean he will get along with the aunt.”

Daohua quietly listened to everyone talking while enjoying her meal with good cheer.

Xiao Yeyang was aware of the need to avoid controversy with Miss Guo, which was good!

It looked like this year, the pig’s head on his birthday cake could be made a bit larger.

…

On June 1st, early in the morning, Daohua boarded the carriage to Taohua Village with the birthday cake she had prepared the night before.

The carriage sped towards the dock as soon as it left the city gates.

However, halfway through the journey, the hound Xiaoqi suddenly leaped from the carriage and dashed towards the woods alongside the official road.

Bi Shi hurriedly informed Daohua before chasing after Dog Xiaoqi.

Daohua signaled for the carriage to stop and sat inside waiting for Bi Shi.

After a quarter of an hour, Bi Shi and Dog Xiaoqi returned.

“Miss, look at this!”

Bi Shi handed a bundle wrapped in cloth to Daohua, “Xiaoqi dug it out from a pile of dirt.”

After receiving the bundle, Daohua signaled Bi Shi to get on the carriage, and only after the carriage started moving again did she unwrap the bundle.

Inside the bundle was a crumpled piece of paper and a piece of sheepskin.

The handwriting on the paper was hasty and weak, clearly written in a rush by someone who must have been seriously injured.

After glancing at the paper, Daohua shifted her attention to the sheepskin scroll.

“`
There was no other explanation; the parchment was filled with drawings of little figures, some sitting, some standing, some stretching their limbs. Daohua, with her countless experiences watching television, recognized at a glance that this was a martial arts manual.

Daohua suddenly looked at Bi Shi, “After Xiaoqi dug this out, did you tidy up the scene?” With both the martial arts manual and the letter involved, Daohua couldn’t help but take the matter seriously, afraid that it might lead to unnecessary trouble.

Bi Shi nodded, “I’ve restored the pit to its original state; nobody will notice anything unusual.”

While training the seven hunting dogs, Bi Shi had also learned a thing or two and knew that in situations like this, it was important to erase all traces at the scene.

Daohua’s mind was put at ease, but then she grew puzzled again, “How did Xiaoqi know there was something buried in the woods?”

Before long, they arrived at the dock.

Daohua, accompanied by Wang Manman and the others along with the seven hunting dogs, boarded the boat. Just as she was ordering to set sail, a cry of surprise came from the shore.

“Goodness, there’s a person flying over there.”

“No, there are two.”

Daohua stepped out of the cabin and saw two people fighting not far away.

One was a man in flowing white garments, the other a monk.

Their martial arts skills were both exceedingly good, exchanging blows mid-air.

However, the monk was obviously no match for the man in white; as they fought towards the riverbank, the man in white kicked the monk into the river.

Afterward, the man in white lightly tapped the water’s surface a few times, and then flew to the opposite side of the river.

Watching this scene, Daohua’s eyes widened.

One should know, the river’s width by the dock was at least a hundred meters.

Daohua swallowed hard, “This must be the ‘internal martial artist’ Brother Four mentioned.”

Suddenly, there was a flash in Daohua’s eyes.

A monk?

Could it be the one who injured Xiao Yeyang and my second and third brothers?

Daohua quickly looked towards where the monk had fallen into the river; at that moment, except for a few small ripples, the river was calm.

“Dead?”

Bi Shi nodded, “Definitely dead. I saw a cold needle fly out from the white-clothed man’s folding fan and go straight into the monk’s chest.”

Daohua looked surprised, “You saw that?”

Bi Shi smiled sheepishly, “My grandfather said that to perform tricks, one must have sharp eyes and quick hands. My eyesight is really good.”

Daohua patted her shoulder, “Well done.”

Since the monk was definitely dead, there was no need to worry anymore.

Just then, a team of government soldiers ran over swiftly.

The soldiers questioned people on the dock and, learning that the monk had fallen into the river and the man in white had fled, they could only sheepishly retreat.

After the soldiers had left, Daohua’s gaze returned to the other side of the river, somewhat understanding why her fourth brother had felt so depressed when mentioning the monk before.

The man had qinggong skills, could float on water; what use was their advantage in numbers if they still couldn’t catch up.

“Eight Meridian Pill… Jingmiao Grass…”

If before Daohua had been indifferent to these medicines, having now witnessed someone else display qinggong, she truly took them to heart.

“`