Chapter 15: The Golden Bell Speaks
Traveling into the night, we found no place to stay and had to make do in the wilderness. Lu Beiteng had his black-clad warriors tidy up the carriage, intending for me to rest inside while he, Lu Beihan, and the warriors slept outside—chivalry dressed as practicality. I, of course, couldn't accept this. Even if I wanted Lu Beiteng to like me, it was unreasonable to let an injured person sleep in the wilderness while I enjoyed comfort and warmth. The optics alone would destroy any goodwill I'd built. I repeatedly refused, leaving Lu Beiteng in the carriage. But while they could rest, I couldn't. I needed to find a way to contact Chen Yuan as soon as possible and find out if he was plotting anything against me with Qingyang Immortal Lord—paranoia as survival instinct. So, I lied, saying I needed to find a water source to wash up, and left Lu Beiteng's camp. I knew Lu Beihan still harbored suspicions about me and would try to monitor me after I left, whether by sending p...
