Yong’an Street was in complete chaos.
The carriage had come from the distance, careening out of control and crashing all along its path, leaving more than a dozen people injured.
“That scared me to death. Luckily, I was fast enough to dodge it.” Chong Chong patted her chest, letting out a sigh of relief as she surveyed the carnage along the road.
Even though being hit by a carriage wouldn’t kill you, she had no desire to experience that kind of pain.
Chen Xiaoyan watched the scene before her quietly, pondering for a moment before speaking up. “Does this count as us encountering a sudden task?”
“Probably not. I don’t see any task prompt.” Upon hearing this, Chong Chong immediately pulled up her task interface to check.
“Do commissioned tasks have prompts?”
“Well… no, they don’t.”
“Then there you have it.”
“Alright, so what should we do now? Go help?”
Perhaps because it was a game, the two of them didn’t feel much sorrow over this tragedy. But seeing these people grieving over their family members…
They still couldn’t bear to just leave.
If they were from any other sect, they could have run off with a clear conscience. But blame it on being Heavenly Fragrance players.
Shen Qingqing had also said that when traveling outside, they must not bring disrepute to the sect’s reputation.
Hmm, looking at it that way, it seemed they had no reason not to help.
However, just as Chen Xiaoyan was deep in thought, some passersby ran over, begging the two of them to lend a hand and rescue the injured.
Well, now they couldn’t leave even if they wanted to.
Forget it, forget it. Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda, even if it’s an NPC.
Besides, it wasn’t certain if they were really NPCs.
Seeing the anxious looks on these people’s faces, Chen Xiaoyan nodded and comforted them. “Don’t worry. With us here, everything will be fine.”
The crowd was overjoyed.
“Good, good! With the fairies taking action, they’ll surely be safe and sound.”
“Make way! The Heavenly Fragrance fairies are here! Stop blocking the way, everyone move aside!”
Some people, seeing Chen Xiaoyan nod, quickly went back to clear the chaotic street, asking unrelated people to step aside so the two could come through to help.
The onlookers, hearing that the Heavenly Fragrance fairies had arrived, immediately and voluntarily cleared a path.
In the Great Song Dynasty, if you were injured, nothing was more reassuring than hearing ‘The Heavenly Fragrance fairies are here.’
As long as you weren’t dead on the spot, they’d have you up and jumping around, fully healed, in no time.
And the relatives of the injured, hearing of the Heavenly Fragrance fairies’ arrival, immediately stopped their grieving and crying.
Wiping their tears, they looked up, happy smiles appearing on their faces.
“Hmm?” Mo Nichang, who had only taken a few steps, subconsciously stopped when she heard the words from the crowd behind her.
She looked back. That solitary, crane-standing-out pink was very conspicuous, and she immediately saw Chen Xiaoyan and Chong Chong being treated like stars.
Heavenly Fragrance disciples?
Mo Nichang frowned, quickly turned around, and hurried away.
She didn’t want to have any dealings with Heavenly Fragrance disciples.
“You can’t leave!”
The cloth-clad woman was practically appearing and disappearing like a ghost. In the blink of an eye, she scrambled up and stumbled over, directly grabbing onto Mo Nichang’s calf.
“You’re looking for death!” Having her phoenix dress dirtied once, then twice, Mo Nichang could no longer suppress the killing intent in her heart. She raised her hand and struck towards the cloth-clad woman’s crown.
As the legitimate daughter of the Prime Minister, although she didn’t cultivate, she still had martial skills. This palm strike could crack even solid rock.
With only a crack sound, the cloth-clad woman fell to the ground, her eyes bulging, wide open, already devoid of life.
Seeing this, the scholar’s hand gripping the paper fan turned pale. He looked at Mo Nichang angrily. “Miss Mo treats human life so carelessly. Aren’t you afraid His Excellency the Prime Minister will blame you?”
“Hah.” Mo Nichang gave a disdainful sneer, ignored him, and left directly.
The scholar didn’t try to stop her. He turned back, walked to the cloth-clad woman’s corpse, squatted down, and checked her nose.
“Alas…” He let out a deep sigh.
This sigh caused everyone else present to fall silent.
“Why?” Another scholar clenched his fists tightly, his face contorted.
“Why? Because she is Mo Nichang. Because her father is Prime Minister Mo!”
“I refuse to accept this!”
“Alas, brother, let it go. We scholars may have to rely on the Mo family in the future. Look at it more broadly.”
“Hmph! Those who walk different paths cannot make plans together. I advise you all, why do we study? Don’t put the cart before the horse and forget our original intentions.”
After saying this, the scholar waved his sleeve and walked towards the back.
“This person…”
“Forget it, don’t mind him. He’ll understand later that a pure, innocent heart is of little use in the imperial court.”
“In this newcomer, I seem to see my former self.”
“Hahaha, indeed, indeed.”
“What about this woman?”
The few scholars exchanged glances, fell silent for a moment, and then said somewhat helplessly, “Since we encountered it, let’s notify the Dali Temple and let them handle it.”
“That’s fine too.”
They were strangers to the cloth-clad woman. This was all they could do.
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A few minutes later, all the injured who hadn’t fallen unconscious were jumping around, fully recovered. After reuniting with their families for a bit, they immediately came over to give thanks. Some knelt, others clasped their hands in salute.
“I, Da Niu, will forever remember the life-saving grace of you two fairies!”
“Thank you, fairies, for lending a hand!”
“No need, no need, please rise. It was just a trivial effort, hardly worth mentioning.” Chong Chong quickly waved her hands.
The group of people stood up, still thanking them incessantly.
At that moment, a young boy suddenly came over, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed to the two of them, crying. “Fairy sisters, please, I beg you, save my father, wuwu…”
Chong Chong scratched her head and looked helplessly at Chen Xiaoyan.
That boy’s father… we went to see him earlier. He’s unconscious. We can’t use healing skills on him.
“Little brother, don’t cry. Your father will be fine. Once he wakes up, this sister can restore him to normal.” Chen Xiaoyan helped the boy up, stroked his head, and smiled.
The boy wiped his tears with his sleeve, looking at her with immense hope in his eyes. “Really? Will my father really be okay?”
Chen Xiaoyan nodded. “Mhm, this sister promises you.”
“Okay, I won’t cry. I believe you, fairy sister. My mother always told me that fairy sisters are the kindest people in the whole world and would never lie.”
Chen Xiaoyan didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. She glanced at the delicate-looking woman keeping watch by her husband’s side.
The latter returned an apologetic smile, stood up, and pulled her son back.
“Fairy, please excuse my son’s behavior.”
“It’s fine. You don’t need to worry either. We won’t leave for now. We’ll wait until your… uh, husband! wakes up before we go.”
“Yes, thank you, fairy. Our whole family will never forget your life-saving grace.”
“This is simply my sect’s duty. Please don’t be so polite. If you keep being so polite, next time I won’t help you.”
Seeing Chen Xiaoyan’s adorable attempt at looking serious, this mature big sister, who had been full of worry, couldn’t help but give a faint smile.
“This humble one understands.”
Seeing a smile appear on his mother’s face, the boy also started to smile. Then he tugged on Chen Xiaoyan’s skirt.
“Fairy sister, can you tell me your name? I, Lin Chong, don’t want to not even know the name of my benefactor.”
Chen Xiaoyan was stunned upon hearing this.