"I just came to handle some business..." Yang Ruxin touched her nose and thought to herself, I am actually on my way to your house, and to find your father to boot, but I can’t come to see you, nor is it easy to tell you that, suddenly remembering that there was almost a fight just moments ago, she quickly glanced at Fang Tianze, "You should hurry up and leave, I still have some trouble to deal with here..."
It was then that Fang Tianze looked at those people holding clubs and sticks, but he didn’t leave; instead, he walked over to Han Baichuan: "Hao Jian, are you trying to bully my sister?"
Hao Jian? More like Hao Cheap! Yang Ruxin almost burst out laughing. The fatty’s name really was quite cheap indeed, but it was rather fitting.
"Little brother Fang..." The pudgy Hao Jian had already turned timid upon seeing Fang Tianze, and now, hearing his questioning, quickly waved his hands, "What? No, this is a misunderstanding..." He then tugged at his cousin’s sleeve, "Let’s go..."
The stocky man knew better than to fight with an official, for the sickly boy in front of him was the son of a county magistrate, not someone to provoke. Yet, seemingly unwilling to leave without making a statement, he pointed at Yang Ruxin with threat, "Today, I’ll let you off on account of Young Master Fang. Be more careful in the future."
Yang Ruxin thought to herself, today it was Young Master Fang who saved your lives. If it had been a little later, Xiaolun would have kicked in, and then... She unconsciously touched her wrist, only to find that Xiaolun had disappeared at some point, she frowned slightly and felt relieved that a fight hadn’t actually broken out; after all, it would have been tough to fight so many people alone. She quickly turned to Fang Tianze with a smile, "Thank you, but you’re weak, you should take a quick look around and hurry back." She looked at Han Baichuan’s carriage coming over and waved her hand, "I have to go."
"Sister, you haven’t even told me your name." Fang Tianze looked at her eagerly.
"My name is Yang Ruxin." Yang Ruxin opened her mouth reluctantly, and once again waved her hand, "Goodbye, Young Master Fang."
"I’m Fang Tianze, not Young Master Fang." Fang Tianze pouted, "I’ll call you Sister Xinxin, you said you’d treat me to a meal."
"Ugh!" Yang Ruxin suddenly felt sweaty. If her memory served her correctly, she had said she would invite him to a meal once he recovered, which was clearly just a polite remark; she hadn’t expected the boy to take it literally.
Fang Tianze looked at Yang Ruxin with a face full of grievance.
"Back then, Doctor Wang said that your illness could be treated by seeking Senior Dao Xuzi at Yunmen Mountain, have you looked for him yet?" Yang Ruxin touched her nose, realizing that she seemed to have no resistance against this sort of adorable child. Could it be because in her previous life she was nearly thirty without having married or had children, now her paternal instincts were overflowing? This wouldn’t do, it was a weakness that needed addressing.
"I’ve sent someone, but have yet to receive a reply." Fang Tianze said with a wry smile and shook his head, "But I feel even if we find the senior, it’s not certain..."
"You have to have faith," Yang Ruxin quickly said with a smile, "You could take an opportunity to visit the countryside; look at me, the children in the countryside can’t eat well, they just run around everywhere every day, but their bodies are very strong..."
"Xinxin." Han Baichuan couldn’t help but call out, "We should get going."
"I’m leaving." Yang Ruxin quickly waved her hand, then got on the carriage.
Fang Tianze wanted to say something more, but seeing the carriage starting to move, he could only sigh and shut his mouth.
"Young Master, let’s head back... We’ve been out for two hours..." The servant Liuyun, seeing his young master’s low spirits, didn’t dare to stay out any longer, quickly urged him, and called for the sedan chair that followed behind.