Chapter 77 This Beauty Loves Killing (Part 2)

‘God, save me, this girl wants to kill me again,’ Lin Wanrong lamented in his heart.

"Please, Miss, you're a martial arts master, and I can't even squash an ant. If anyone is guilty of misconduct, it's you towards me. If I dare to lay a hand on you, that would be like an old man hanging himself out of boredom," Lin Wanrong retorted irritably.

Xiao Qingxuan's face turned bright red. Realizing that he was right, she sheathed her sword, shot him a fierce glare, but stopped threatening to kill him.

"I wanted you to look at this. This is where you stabbed me last time. Look, is there any scar?" Lin Wanrong sighed.

‘So that's it!’ Xiao Qingxuan recalled that she had indeed stabbed him last time, and the blade was even poisoned. But looking at his shoulder, there were no signs of injury. She felt relieved and murmured apologetically, "I'm really sorry about last time. I tried to find you afterward, but even with the help of dozens of skilled divers, I couldn't locate you."

Lin San nodded without saying a word. He tore open her half-sleeved garment, revealing the wound that was slowly ceasing to bleed. He gently cleaned the wound with homemade alcohol-soaked cotton.

Xiao Qingxuan's body trembled slightly. Being touched by a stranger, even for medical purposes and through cotton, made her blush.

‘This girl has such great skin. I wonder if she soaks in hot springs every day,’ Lin San thought as he admired the jade-like skin on Xiao Qingxuan's arm, swallowing hard.

After cleaning the wound and applying a quality healing ointment, Lin Wanrong finally sighed and said, "It's done. As a doctor, I assure you, there won't be any scar. Your skin will remain as beautiful as jade."

Xiao Qingxuan shyly glanced at Lin Wanrong and said, "Thank you."

Lin Wanrong waved his hand generously and said, "No need to thank me. But be careful in the future. As a young lady, don't always think about fighting with others. If anything happened to your beautiful face, I would be devastated."

Xiao Qingxuan seemed to have gotten used to his nonsense. She just glared at him without saying anything.

Xiao Qingxuan had fought a battle tonight and was injured. She was already exhausted. In the quiet night, with just the two of them, Lin Wanrong was considerate and said, "I'll go to the next room. You can rest here."

Xiao Qingxuan tensed and said, "What are you doing? I'm leaving right away."

"Suit yourself. Anyway, I can't control a martial arts heroine like you." Lin Wanrong yawned and headed to the next room.

"You...you're not allowed to come in, or I..." Xiao Qingxuan seemed a bit softer.

"So you're going to kill me, huh? Sigh, I'm already used to being threatened by you," Lin Wanrong said helplessly. "Keep your sword by your pillow, and whenever any creature passes by you, no matter if it's a mosquito or a bug, draw your sword and eliminate it. You're a female heroine, so this should be easy for you."

Xiao Qingxuan found his words amusing and wanted to laugh, but she didn't want to lose face.

"By the way, I really have nothing to do with that Qin Xian'er. As a mere servant, how could I have any entanglements with her? You can rest assured," Lin Wanrong walked to the door and, for some unknown reason, suddenly blurted this out.

"What does that have to do with me!" Xiao Qingxuan snorted, her face turning slightly red.

That night, Lin Wanrong encountered Qin Xian'er, Xiao Yuruo, and Xiao Qingxuan, three different beauties, which left him dazzled and exhausted. He yawned and decided that no matter how beautiful they were, sleep was more important. That night, he slept soundly.

The next morning when he woke up, he suddenly thought of Xiao Qingxuan. He checked the room next to him and saw the neatly folded quilt but no sign of her. If it weren't for the lingering fragrance, Lin Wanrong would have thought it was all a dream.

Thinking about how he got to know Xiao Qingxuan through fighting, it was indeed strange. Lin Wanrong shook his head, saw that it was getting late, and decided not to think about it. As he was about to leave, he saw the long-absent Fubo walking in through the main gate, holding a large pot of plants.

"Lin San, come and help me," Fubo shouted.

Lin Wanrong took the potted plant from him and, coincidentally, recognized it as the strange plant he had encountered outside the city.

"Fubo, where did you find this?" Lin Wanrong was too lazy to investigate Fubo's tattling on him to Second Miss Xiao, and the familiar scent piqued his curiosity.

At first, he thought it was tobacco and was briefly excited, but after carefully recalling the tobacco he had seen before, it didn't seem to be the same, and tobacco had a choking and bitter taste, while this flower's leaves had a faint fragrance, albeit a bit pungent.

Fubo smiled and said, "I have never been interested in anything else in my life, just fond of flowers and plants, especially those I have never seen before. After you mentioned it to me the other day, I went to take a look on my way back from outside the city yesterday and transplanted a few of them back."

"So, Fubo, do you know what kind of plant this is?" Lin Wanrong asked.

Fubo shook his head, and with his years of knowledge, he surprisingly couldn't recognize what kind of plant it was. However, he liked the unknown, as it made researching more enjoyable.

The plant, which looked like both a flower and a grass, was lush green. Approaching it, one could still smell the pungent scent. Lin Wanrong slowly moved the potted plant that Fubo brought back to the garden and placed it next to the fiery red roses.

Lin Wanrong wasn't sure if it was an illusion, but as soon as he placed the plant next to the rose, the pungent smell seemed to decrease significantly. He sniffed carefully again and found it to be true. Not only that, but the original strong scent of roses had also faded, turning into a faint, delicate fragrance.

"What's going on?" Lin Wanrong was taken aback, and a thought struck him like lightning.

"Perfume?!" he shouted, jumping three feet into the air.

He finally remembered what this plant was. This tree-like plant was called Sanhuacao in his hometown, and it grew everywhere in the fields when he was a child. The first foreign investment project in his hometown was a French-owned perfume factory, which was established because the French saw the potential of Sanhuacao.

Back then, Lin Wanrong was young and didn't know the use of Sanhuacao. After the recent experiment, he realized that it was a perfume used for making fragrances. Sanhuacao could be combined with different flowers and herbs to neutralize their scents, creating various perfume essences that could be combined with alcohol and water to make perfumes.

Lin Wanrong was no stranger to perfumes. He had given various perfumes to girls he pursued, such as Chanel, Guerlain, and Lancome, and had become quite familiar with them.

"Ah, this is a gold mine!" Lin Wanrong excitedly hugged Fubo, shouting, "Thank you, Fubo! We're going to be rich!"

Fubo, confused, said, "What fortune? We didn't find any gold."

Lin Wanrong couldn't explain in detail and simply smiled at Fubo.

After his excitement subsided, Lin Wanrong calmed down. Having the raw materials for fragrances was only the first step. Sanhuacao and flower dew could be combined in different ratios to create different perfumes, which required careful experimentation. Moreover, different people had different tastes, so he needed to think about that as well.

However, with this discovery, Lin Wanrong was extremely excited. He was confident that with enough experimentation, he could make perfumes. With these secret formulas, he would not only make a small fortune but a large one.

After being excited for a while, Lin Wanrong remembered that he still had to go to the study room. On his way, he overheard two maids talking, "Xiao Ju, did you know? I heard that the tea merchant Wang's house in the east of the city was robbed yesterday. They lost a lot of money and even had some people killed."

"Really? The Wang family that sells tea? I heard they are quite wealthy, almost as much as our Xiao family. How did they get robbed?"

"Yes, I heard the robbers were all very skilled, and the Wang family's guards were no match for them."

"I also heard that a wealthy family surnamed Liu in the north of the city was robbed earlier, right?"

"Yes, I heard it was the same situation—"

Women were naturally drawn to gossip, but Lin Wanrong couldn't be bothered with them. He entered the study room, only to find the young master's seat empty and the teacher dozing off at the desk.

Lin Wanrong found it strange when suddenly someone tapped on his shoulder from behind, saying, "Lin San, you're quite early today."

Lin Wanrong turned around to see Xiao Yushuang, a pretty young girl with a bright smile, standing in front of him.

"You're up quite early too," Lin Wanrong said with a smile.

Xiao Yushuang secretly huffed in her heart, thinking that it was already late morning and this lazy guy had just arrived, making her wait for him for a long time. However, she was too embarrassed to say this and simply looked at Lin Wanrong, saying, "Lin San, tell me what you guys were up to last night. My cousin got so drunk that he hasn't woken up yet. Hmph, my mother will definitely scold him."

So, it turned out that her cousin was still hungover. Lin Wanrong had thought he was bold enough to skip class. However, now that the lady of the house knew about it, her cousin was in big trouble.

"Well, about last night, Eldest Miss knows about it. You can just ask her," Lin Wanrong replied, feeling embarrassed to admit that he had taken her cousin to a brothel. He suggested that she ask Xiao Yuruo instead.

"Hmph, even if you don't tell me, I know it wasn't anything good. Did you go to see that woman called Qin Xian'er?" Xiao Yushuang pouted.