IDWBE -Chapter 306 The Rogue and the Fool

“Yo, isn’t this Luo…”

Su Yin, hands clasped behind his back, squinted his already narrow eyes at Luo Han. “Why are you squatting at the gate? Come on in and have a seat.”

“Hmph,”

Luo Han snapped irritably, “This Feng Shui spot belongs to the Prince He’s Mansion. Can’t I sit here and enjoy the scenery?”

Back when this dog had been groveling, calling him Lord Luo, he hadn’t even bothered to respond!

And now, he dared to treat him like this—Luo Han was furious.

At this moment, any thought of letting Su Yin escort him into the mansion vanished completely.

Besides, he knew it would be useless; the Prince He didn’t even favor him anymore.

“All right, sure, no problem,” Su Yin said cheerfully, “But it’s impressive you still have the leisure for this. I just heard that the Prince He has already ordered he’s tired of you—no entry into the mansion for you.”

“That’s my business! None of your damn concern!”

Luo Han was suddenly exposed and humiliated. He growled, “You’re asking for a beating.”

“Go ahead, go ahead!”

Su Yin waddled forward, pressing his round face close. “If you don’t dare hit me, then you’re a grandson.”

In Jinling City, the same laws as Sanhe were enforced—strictly. If Luo Han dared act, he could earn a tidy sum.

Besides, with the guards and Jiang Chou on either side, he wouldn’t get beaten badly.

It was a no-lose situation.

“You really think I don’t dare hit you?!”

Luo Han, furious, raised his fist, just half an inch from Su Yin’s greasy face. He clenched his teeth, ready to strike, but unconsciously glanced at Jiang Chou standing with arms folded, watching.

He realized he was at the Prince He’s mansion gate.

Causing trouble here would be like smashing the Prince’s reputation.

Whether it was the steward or the new Captain He Hong, none would let it slide.

Damn it!

Getting himself involved over this kind of person wasn’t worth it.

Sighing, he stepped back and pointed at Su Yin’s nose. “Don’t cross me again, or you’ll regret it.”

Su Yin snorted, “You can consider yourself lucky; I have no time to bother with you.”

“Stop talking tough, you’ll cry later.”

Luo Han said that and walked off.

With his pride gone and no one to hit, there was no reason to linger.

Jinling City had returned to its usual bustling atmosphere.

For Luo Han, people were everywhere—he couldn’t even find a quiet spot.

As for returning to the provincial government office, he didn’t even consider it.

Now a night watchman, his work only came at night.

During the day, he didn’t want to go back to the office and endure humiliation.

He wasn’t stupid—ever since his confrontation with Duo Mazi, the office staff had been ostracizing him.

They not only avoided talking to him but also actively made things difficult.

He had once been affluent and wasn’t about to stoop to these “lowly” people.

He planned to contact his old comrades. Once they arrived, he wasn’t worried—the office staff wouldn’t dare mess with him.

His men had mastered Huaiyuan Gong longer than Sanhe soldiers, all personally trained by the steward!

Fifth- and Sixth-rank officers? He barely regarded them.

Among his men, over fifty were Seventh-rank!

Ten were Eighth-rank!

That would terrify these bastards!

If it weren’t for a thin wallet, he wouldn’t have disbanded the Dongfeng Escort Agency at all.

Thinking this over, he suddenly understood why the Prince He treated him coldly.

The Prince had high hopes for the Dongfeng Escort Agency, but he, being timid, disbanded it without informing the Prince.

The Prince’s treatment was simply disappointment.

Yes!

He had indeed been careless. Even in urgent times, he should have sent a letter for the Prince to decide.

How could he act so recklessly?

The more he thought, the more justified he felt—and a deep sadness arose.

As he walked, noticing people rushing past with anxious expressions, he felt a chill and looked up—it was raining.

He shook his head and sighed, unconsciously walking into a small eatery.

Inside, several people were sheltering from the rain. Looking around, he spotted Yu Xiaoshi sitting in a corner.

His past dealings with Yu Xiaoshi were limited to the journey from Songyang to Baiyun City, when Yu Xiaoshi was still a simpleton.

Having frequented the Prince He’s mansion recently, he hadn’t dared acknowledge him either.

Now seeing him again, he walked straight over and sat down. Just as he reached for the wine jug, his hand was gripped by an immense force. Pain shot through him before he could cry out—and then the grip vanished.

“So it’s you.”

Yu Xiaoshi released his hand.

“You squeezed too hard,”

Luo Han complained, massaging his hand. “Can you at least look before you grab?”

Being Sixth-rank, he had been fine in Ankang City.

How had he ended up in Jinling, treated worse than a dog?

Could anyone pinch him now? This life was unbearable.

“The Prince said my brain doesn’t work well. When I meet bad people, I must act first, or I don’t know how I’d die,”

Yu Xiaoshi answered honestly. “If I die, the Yu family will end.”

“That’s right.”

Luo Han knew he was a fool and couldn’t argue, but curiously asked, “Want me to drink with you?”

Yu Xiaoshi shook his head firmly. “You drink your own, I don’t want company. This jug costs three copper coins—I have no money.”

“…”

Luo Han, flabbergasted, ground his teeth. “I’m treating you. Waiter, bring the whole jug!”

With a slap, he placed a silver ingot on the table.

He had the men, the reputation—how could he lack silver?

The waiter, seeing the silver from afar, quickly placed a jug of wine on the table and poured it personally.

“You’re treating me?”

Yu Xiaoshi’s eyes sparkled at the sight of the jug.

“Hmph.”

Luo Han poured himself a full cup and drank without pause.

“I’ll treat you to meat.”

Yu Xiaoshi pushed a plate of beef and a plate of beans toward Luo Han.

“That’s more like it.”

Luo Han slid the wine jug across to Yu Xiaoshi.

Yu Xiaoshi poured it into his bowl until it overflowed, then gulped it down without spilling a drop, leaving Luo Han dumbfounded—what a true drunkard.

“So satisfying.”

Yu Xiaoshi’s grin stretched nearly to his ears.