Pale Blue Inquiry

Chapter 394 - 394 394 The Four Young Masters of Linwu


394: Chapter 394: The Four Young Masters of Linwu 394: Chapter 394: The Four Young Masters of Linwu “Those chickens yesterday were too dumb; they flew right under our wheels even though we were driving slow enough, and we still ran over them.


There was nothing we could do.


We compensated a hundred yuan for each chicken we ran over.


That cow was even more stupid, just standing in the middle of the road for no reason—I just honked the horn.” The speaker was a man dressed in a white casual suit, which on him, exuded a somewhat bewitching charm despite being a Fan Sizhe brand.


His hair was somewhat long, his hairstyle was flowing, giving him the air of an idol.


The man didn’t possess what you’d call striking masculine beauty; rather, he had a delicate appearance.


Slender and petite, his skin was as pale as a woman’s.


His hair was impeccably groomed, so flawless you couldn’t find a single fault.


If you looked closely, you’d also notice a hint of light makeup on his face.


He gave off a bewitching vibe, slightly effeminate, but not without a touch of malice.


The other three, however, were much more mainstream in their attractiveness, each of them could easily be described as handsome.


For such rich playboys, their image was a carefully crafted facade of wealth; as long as they weren’t inherently unattractive, they wouldn’t look too bad.


“Clearly, you were driving too fast,” Deng Li muttered, but he didn’t elaborate—after all, these four were VIP guests at the village chief’s house, and he couldn’t afford to offend them, or he’d definitely get an earful.


The bewitching man ignored Deng Li and turned his attention to Guo Momo and her companions, completely overlooking Zhao Yaya and Tangyu.


His gaze settled on Momo, and he smiled, “Elegant ladies from Donglin City, it’s a rare chance to meet in such a remote mountain village.


They say that meeting is fate.


I thought we were the only four with enough refinement to choose this village for our leisure.


I didn’t expect to find like-minded beauties here as well—what luck.


No wonder I felt like something good would happen today.


I was wondering if you ladies would be interested in joining us for some fun.


It’s always nicer to have company when you’re out and about, don’t you think?”


The man oozed self-satisfaction, exuding a strong confidence as though no woman could refuse him once he spoke.


His graceful smile seemed to embody the very essence of chivalry.


However, Momo and her friends were not impressed by such advances.


Tangyu and the others kept silent as if they hadn’t heard him at all.


This rebuff somewhat deflated the bewitching man, and a strange light flickered in his eyes.


He smiled again, “I’m acquainted with quite a few distinguished young men from Donglin City, such as Zhou Tao, Wang Jian, Ye Xun, and even the notorious Feng Chen.


I feel an instant connection with you ladies too.


How about we become friends?”


Tangyu glanced at the man; among the four names he listed, three had had some sort of beef with him.


“No thank you, we have matters to attend to, goodbye,” Momo replied coldly.


When faced with someone she didn’t care for, she was quite the ice queen, keeping them at arm’s length.


“Let’s get going,” said Deng Li, seeing that Momo had spoken.


He himself wasn’t fond of the four young masters.


He wore his heart on his sleeve, his feelings about people plainly visible on his face, a trait that Tangyu appreciated.


After Tangyu and his group left, the four bewitching men exchanged knowing smirks.


“Wei Yaoye, you seem to have failed today?” a man with a buzz cut teased with a smirk.


The man, Wei Yaoye, replied with a sly and bewitching smile, “Ma Tian, it should be said that ‘we’ have failed today.


In Linwu County, we’re kings; we can have whatever we want, and there’s no lack of women for us.


When have we ever had to take the initiative?


There are loads of women all dressed up trying to catch our eye every day.


Huh, this is the first time we’ve been rejected.”


Ma Tian grinned unconcernedly, “Well, that just means that these four are not your average girls.


Such beautiful women are hard to come by in Linwu County, especially the one who talked to you.”


“She’s the one I’ve set my sights on; none of you are allowed to compete with me, or we’ll have a problem,” Wei Yaoye declared immediately.


“I don’t like them too young.


You know I prefer mature ladies, and that mature one isn’t bad.


I just don’t know if she’s already married.


But—I have a thing for married women too.


Wei Yaoye, don’t you usually go for the little Lolitas?


You have two top-grade ones right there, why aren’t you making a move?” Tang Qi said with a somewhat sinister laugh.


“That one has caught my eye too, she’s a bit older, not a Lolita.


Fan Sizhe, don’t you like the pure, fresh type?


There’s one right there for you, so she’s all yours,” Wei Yaoye said.


The four of them quickly divided up Momo and her friends, with nobody paying any attention to the too-young Zhao Yaya.


“Actually, I’m an omnivore.


Whether it’s mature women, Lolitas, fresh-faced, or uniforms, I like them all,” Fan Sizhe declared.


This earned him the collective scorn of the other three.


“Humph, we, the Four Masters of Linwu, have never come up short before, especially with women.


We must regain our ground here.


These few don’t seem to have any significant backing.


Hey, how about a little contest to see who can succeed first?” Wei Yaoye proposed.


The other three nodded in agreement.


Unaware of the scheming of the four men they’d left behind, Tangyu and his group had already departed the village.


“Wow, there really is a fairy there, so beautiful, just like the immortals on TV!”


“Yah, four fairies!


Way prettier than any I’ve seen in town.”


Before they had left the village, a group of children appeared, each of them staring with wide-eyed curiosity at Guo Momo and her companions.


These kids were still somewhat timid and quickly hid away when someone looked at them.


After a while, they sneaked out again.


The children of the village weren’t like those from the city; they still seemed very innocent and pure but also a bit shy, not as bold.


The younger ones were only about five or six years old, and the oldest were roughly Zhao Yaya’s age.


Hearing them say that they didn’t get a share of the “fairy sister,” Zhao Yaya pouted, “If you are fairy sisters, then I must be a little fairy at least.”


“You are a little witch,” Tangyu said unceremoniously.


Zhao Yaya immediately glared at Tangyu with indignation, “I am not a little witch, I am a little fairy.”


In order to prove herself as a little fairy, Zhao Yaya actually walked over to the group of children and said, “Hurry up and say I am a little fairy.”


“You are not a little fairy, you kind of look like a little witch,” a boy said unexpectedly, and soon the others chimed in, “You are a little witch.”


“Ahhhh, how can you bully me like this?


I’m so heartbroken.


I gave you candy and money to buy things, and now you say I am not a little fairy?” Zhao Yaya grew even more displeased, promptly grabbing a handful of candy from her pocket and handing out three hundred-dollar bills to the children.


The kids were taken aback by Zhao Yaya’s move, a bit stunned.


They hardly ever handled a hundred-dollar bill.


At home, they would get one or two dollars, maybe ten at most.


Seeing them motionless, Zhao Yaya stuffed the money and candy into the hands of the oldest girl, “This is all for you, go buy something to eat.


Now, can you say I am a little fairy?”


“You—now you seem even more like a little witch, only a little witch would use such methods to tempt others,” the girl said.


“Ahhhh, I can’t take it anymore,” Zhao Yaya was somewhat frantic, but the group ran off in a flash, of course, taking Zhao Yaya’s candy and money with them.


Zhao Yaya walked back dejectedly, looking utterly dispirited.


Guo Momo and the others couldn’t help but tease and giggle at her antics; she was too cute and too funny.


“Hey, aren’t you guys too heartless?


I am about to cry from being bullied by a crowd and none of you sympathize or comfort me; instead, you’re there snickering.


And you, good guy brother, do you want me to call you bad guy brother in the future?


It’s all because of you, calling me a little witch, and now they’re all saying the same.” Zhao Yaya pouted as she spoke.


Tangyu wanted to laugh but managed to hold it in, “It has nothing to do with what they call you; my voice was so soft just now, they definitely couldn’t have heard me.


This only means that you really resemble a little witch.


Don’t be upset, being a little witch is quite good, there’s no need to be a little fairy.


I, in fact, prefer little witches.”


“Why?” Zhao Yaya glared, asking in bewilderment.


“Because ‘witch’ is a realm, whereas ‘fairy’ is merely a word of praise.


‘Witch’ is a personality, ‘fairy’ is just a form.


Saying you are a little witch means your personality is memorable.


‘Fairy’ only suggests you are pretty, but ‘witch’ can also mean you are pretty.


So, ‘witch’ is better than ‘fairy.'” Tangyu thought for a moment and explained.


“Oh, I see.” Zhao Yaya mused, and after some thought, she seemed relieved and soon bounced back.


This little interlude livened up the atmosphere.


In the village of Wanshan in the late morning, the sunshine was incredibly bright and the green trees were charming.


Even though it was nearly the end of autumn, many trees still held a lot of green leaves.


Autumn is the season of harvest.


Outside the village was a vast sea of golden color.


An autumn breeze gently brought the aroma of rice wafting slowly.


Faced with such a scene, Guo Momo and her companions were also wide-eyed with amazement.


It was their first time seeing such a sight.


“Wow, this is spectacular, so beautiful.


All this, is it rice?


So this is how it grows.


Looking out, it’s truly beautiful, like entering a world of gold.


Mmm, this smell, it’s really fragrant.


So much rice, if it were all gold, that would be striking it rich,” Zhao Yaya was exhilarated, frolicking by the field, touching this, looking at that—everything was novel to her.


Her camera was non-stop, eagerly capturing scene after scene.


Autumn winds ripple through the golden waves, rolling on and on.


In such a moment, one feels spontaneously heroic, contented and proud.


Having always lived in a city seemingly cut off from nature, for the first time, they were this close to nature, an indescribably delightful feeling, as if they had come to a completely new world.


Many things they had only seen on television before were now right before their eyes.


What is rare is cherished; unfamiliar things always appear fresh.


In the presence of such an unusual sight, Tangyu even felt the urge to hold Lin Feifei close and enjoy the comfort of this golden sea.