I Can Recognize Everything, But the Information is Wrong-Chapter 49 - 44 Han Li Leaves, Offering Silver (Please Follow)_2

Could it be to deceive both the Third Manager and the Second Steward?

"What bullshit Second Steward and Third Manager, I don’t regard any of them. Tian Lin, you dared to make decisions on your own, I will take your life to accompany Miss Xiao Yue in her burial!"

When Young Master Shang raised his hand, about to strike Tian Lin, the sleeve was caught by Xiao Yue.

Then, Xiao Yue opened her mouth, trying to speak yet uttered no sound.

Young Master Shang gently stroked Xiao Yue’s throat, and then he heard her hoarsely whisper:

"Young Master, he is right. With my death, the Second Steward will no longer be suspicious of us. This is greatly beneficial to your plan."

Young Master Shang cried and said, "Is it really worth it for this lousy plan?"

Xiao Yue said, "As long as the young master can attain Foundation Establishment, Xiao Yue’s death is beyond worthwhile—

Don’t be sad, young master. Although Tian Lin is not as loyal as this maidservant, he is more intelligent and talented; if you control him well, he will definitely help you fulfill your wish. After the maidservant’s death, let Thirteen Mother find you an even better and prettier maid."

Young Master Shang nodded repeatedly, tears falling like broken beads onto Xiao Yue’s face.

Xiao Yue smiled and said, "Tian Lin, the knife that the young master gave me, you should return it to me now. Let this knife accompany me in burial, so I won’t be lonely on the road to the Yellow Springs."

Young Master Shang looked up at Tian Lin.

But Tian Lin, unable to move his body at that moment, struggled to lift the knife in his hand.

Then, with a wave of his hand from afar, Young Master Shang had already seized the knife from Tian Lin’s hand.

"Alright, Miss Xiao Yue, I will take you to find a place for your burial. Can you sing me another song? Sing the song you sang to cheer me up when I was little, before I had joined the sect."

He left with Xiao Yue in his arms and the knife, while the servant disciples of the mining school only then peeked out from behind the trees.

Han Li approached Tian Lin, pressed several of his acupoints, and pulled out a bag of medicine.

Tian Lin hurriedly waved his hands to refuse, saying, "Big Brother Han, better to prepare a couple dishes of Mao’er Root for me."

In Tian Lin’s eyes, Mao’er Root was a precious medicinal herb for healing, but in Han Li’s view, it was merely a more affordable dish.

He frowned and said, "Why eat Mao’er Root? Mao’er Root can’t cure illnesses. The medicine I have here can save your life."

"No, Big Brother Han, just take me to eat Mao’er Root instead."

Tian Lin glanced at the medicine in Han Li’s hand and then shook his head.

According to the entry displayed, the medicine Han Li held was not poison, but it was not only inappropriate for his current symptoms, it was also contraindicated.

It was no different from poison.

It wasn’t until the next day, from morning to afternoon, that Tian Lin’s injuries began to ease.

He saw that Han Li had changed into a long robe, placed a large package wrapped from a bedsheet at the doorway, and moved his own bookcases, one by one, to Tian Lin’s side.

"These books and bows, I can’t take with me, I’m leaving them to Brother Tian as a memento."

Tian Lin coughed and untied the dagger from his waist that he had brought out from the mine.

"I don’t have anything valuable on me, only this dagger was ’gifted’ by a friend."

Tian Lin passed the dagger over to Han Li: "Parting today, I don’t know if there will be a chance to meet again in the future. Brother Han, if you don’t mind an encumbrance, keep this dagger with you."

Upon hearing this, Han Li took the dagger and treasuredly tucked it into his chest.

He smiled again and patted Tian Lin on the shoulder, saying, "There’s no need for you to see me off. When you attain immortality in the future, remember to find me at Han Family Bay in Tonghe County, Quzhou."

He said no farewells were needed, but how could Tian Lin not see him off?

As Han Li packed his baggage and left the house, Tian Lin followed and saw nearly all the servant disciples from the mining school standing in the corridor.

"Han Big Brother, what will we do after you leave?"

Some servant disciples actually started crying, their sobs revealing their desperation and grievance.

Han Li first glanced at Tian Lin, and seeing that Tian Lin’s face was expressionless, he consoled everyone, "You all just listen to Supervisor Tian in the future. I believe Supervisor Tian won’t make things difficult for everyone."

Then someone said, "Han Big Brother, I’ve heard from the merchants in the Ghost Market that our Zhao Country is not at peace now, with the Blood Sect causing trouble. You must be very careful."

Han Li clasped his hands in gratitude and said to that person, "Thanks for your concern, brother. Han Li has roamed far and wide for quite some time and knows the perils of the world."

"Alright, let’s not waste words now, lest we delay Han Big Brother’s departure. Everyone, bring out the travelling expenses you’ve prepared—how can Han Big Brother travel to Quzhou without silver?"

A robust man took out the Sand Washing cloth bag and was the first to stuff a handful of silver into it, easily amounting to ten taels.

The others also stepped forward, some contributing two taels, some seven, and even Hu San, who liked to gamble and ask his wife for money, took out one tael of silver and put it into the cloth bag.

Han Li hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Everyone, this silver is what you have painstakingly saved. Moreover, over the years, I have been frugal and have already prepared sufficient travelling expenses."

Before he could say more, the robust man said, "How much travelling expenses Han Big Brother has prepared is your own business, but how much we give is ours, and you can’t refuse our goodwill."

Hu San also added, "That’s right, keeping silent when it should be said. Han Big Brother, as a Supervisor, has never taken advantage of us, nor sought personal gain. We might not say it, but we all admire you for the person you are."

"Fine! Han Li won’t say thanks anymore. Someday when you all come to Tonghe County in Quzhou, I will surely welcome you with open doors."

He held the bulging cloth bag, his face flushed with emotion.

"Han Big Brother, wait. There are too many of us to leave the mining school at once. And because of our status, we can’t see you off too far. So we’ve prepared a jar of farewell wine for Han Big Brother."

As someone spoke, they held out the wine and others carried a transmission plate filled with pottery bowls.

Then, one by one, they took a bowl, poured a bowl of wine, including for Tian Lin.

After a round of drinking, Han Li wiped the wine from his beard and said with a smile, "The money is taken, the wine is drunk; you won’t keep me any longer, will you?"

Tian Lin also said, "It’s getting late. Let’s not delay Han Big Brother anymore."

Once he spoke, the atmosphere somehow turned two degrees colder.

Tian Lin didn’t mind, just turning to Han Li and saying, "Han Big Brother, although you’ve got the pass given by the Second Steward, I’m afraid the Manager is still in a bad mood. The Yao Yue Sect is no longer a place for you to stay, and you’d better leave as soon as possible."

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Han Li nodded and bowed to all the mining school disciples.

As he turned his back and walked away with Tian Lin, someone behind them sang, "Huahua Lang travels all four corners, through mountains of swords and seas of flames I dare venture, into the dragon’s den and tiger’s lair I also dare to breach. Huahua Lang, leaving homeland, someday will return in immortality, in high spirits to see his parents—"

The voice followed all the way to Sword Peak without ceasing. Han Li, while ascending Dao Seeking Mountain, wiped away a tear:

"Do you know about the dandelion, also called Huahua Lang?"

"Huahua Lang is like the dandelion, they are uprooted and dispersed by the wind, seeking better places to survive; but often many land crushed in the thickets, unable to compete with the larger plants, ultimately suppressed and dead—

A strong wind is not necessarily good either; they may end up on high mountains or in streams, silently perishing. Only very few can take to the wind, avoid the attacks of birds and rats, and land in a place suitable for their growth. Yet, they cannot avoid being estranged in a foreign land, with no chance of ever returning home."

At the mountain gate, Han Li turned to Tian Lin, "Huahua Lang is destined to leave his well and home, so I won’t be Huahua Lang anymore. Brother Tian, I’ll give you these silvers."

As he spoke, he handed over the hundred or so taels of silver gathered by the servant disciples of the mining school to Tian Lin.