Chapter 77: What's Going On Here?

My Little Dragon Girl at Home Withered vines and aged trees 2456 words 2026-04-13 20:19:40

He now fully understood the gap between Beihai and other places compared to Dragon City. Leaving aside the mysterious city park, back in Linhai, a single inner force master like Chen Yu was enough to scare the martial artists into betraying justice, but here in Dragon City, he encountered three inner force experts at once!

Moreover, one of them was the fairy sister—so young! The more Jiang Xiaotian thought about it, the more frightened he became. Was that woman really the fairy sister? She was so gentle, so dignified and kind—how could she possibly have such a murderous glare?

He barely slept all night, terrified that those people would come after him. Fortunately, nothing happened until dawn, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Early in the morning, almost everyone had gone out to collect plastic bottles, leaving only Jiang Xiaotian and the filthy old man from yesterday.

Jiang Xiaotian wanted to ask what the truth was, since the old man had warned him, but before he could speak, the old man came over on his own.

"Little brother, where did you go last night?" he asked, seeming both curious and a little gleeful.

Jiang Xiaotian didn't hide anything and said he had taken a walk around the city park.

The old man snorted, "Who are you trying to fool? If you really went there, how could you have come back?"

Jiang Xiaotian couldn't reveal everything, so he decided to play along, responding with a question: "So what's really going on? Why did you say it's so dangerous?"

The old man smiled mysteriously, gave no answer, and hummed his way to the side, ignoring him.

Jiang Xiaotian was left itching with curiosity and frustration. He was certain the dirty old man knew something, but since the man wouldn't speak, there was nothing he could do about it.

With nowhere to go and too afraid to wander, he had no choice but to stay put and wait.

Heartbreakingly, there was still no news from the Falcon Squad, and the action schedule remained blank. Jiang Xiaotian felt tormented, waiting until noon when he noticed the beggars had mostly returned, all looking upset. He listened to their complaints and learned that, for some unknown reason, the city patrol had come to the east side today to drive them away.

Apparently, enforcement was especially strict this time, even limiting their movements. No one knew the details, but one thing was clear: life was going to get even harder for them.

Jiang Xiaotian couldn't help but recall yesterday's events—could this be related to him? But then he wondered if he was just being overly sensitive, caught in endless self-doubt.

Everyone was grumbling and sighing, but too afraid to go out; they could only huddle together in the alley.

However, someone mentioned the fairy sister, and the crowd erupted with excitement.

To them, the fairy sister was a deity, their sun. After all, people need something to hold on to. They had no idea how terrifying those words now felt to Jiang Xiaotian.

Though they were defeated and seemed to have lost all hope, when afternoon came and it was time for the fairy sister to hand out bread, they all perked up, lively and energetic.

But this time Jiang Xiaotian didn't go.

This woman was too frightening—how could she have two faces? What if, just what if, she recognized him?

He had to consider not only his own safety, but also the mission. Jiang Xiaotian was no longer alone; he had a whole team. If one person slipped up, the others would have to provide backup, and everything would be thrown into chaos.

He was curious, intensely so, but prudence was best. Even the dirty old man went to collect bread, but Jiang Xiaotian stayed behind, claiming he felt unwell.

Taking advantage of the solitude, Jiang Xiaotian sat cross-legged, ready to cultivate for a while. He closed his eyes, trying to focus, but a voice startled him almost out of his wits.

"Are you alright?"

Jiang Xiaotian turned around. The fairy sister was smiling sweetly at him.

That same lovely smile, beautiful face—but Jiang Xiaotian was so frightened that goosebumps prickled his skin.

He sprang to his feet, unconsciously stepping back two paces.

His movements were so swift and fluid that she was stunned.

"You're really impressive! With skills like that, you could practice martial arts and maybe find a proper job," she said, surprised but still utterly calm.

Jiang Xiaotian sensed no hostility from her, so he calmed down, wiped the sweat from his brow, and asked, "Why did you come?"

She smiled, took two buns out of her pocket. "I saw you didn't come, asked around, and they said you weren't feeling well. So I brought these for you. People need food to stay strong—if you don't eat, you'll feel even worse. Here, take them!"

Jiang Xiaotian was dumbfounded.

She was so gentle, so unlike the person he'd met last night.

"Th-thank you," Jiang Xiaotian stammered, cautiously taking the buns.

He could sense no malice at all—as if this girl had always been so kind. Jiang Xiaotian examined her closely; she was indeed an ordinary person, perhaps with a hint of martial strength, but almost none.

Now he was truly confused—were they really the same person?

Honestly, Jiang Xiaotian hoped they were two different people, because the fairy sister was simply too gentle.

"Yes! When you’ve rested, you must look for a job! I think you’re the one most likely to escape this life, so you must keep trying!" she said, making a cheering gesture as if encouraging Jiang Xiaotian.

Even after she left, Jiang Xiaotian was still in a daze.

He took a deep breath.

He felt he had to get to the bottom of this.

The fairy sister and the young martial artist he’d seen last night looked almost identical—it was hard to say if they were the same person.

So Jiang Xiaotian made a bold decision: he would visit the city park again tonight.

But his target was different this time.

He decided to first investigate what the park was really like.

Yesterday’s events had convinced him that as long as he kept quiet and didn’t make any moves, the inner force experts wouldn’t notice him.

So a silent investigation was entirely possible.

Just avoid the lakeside, right? The park was huge, and the artificial lake was big too—just go to a different side.

With this in mind, he decided to set out immediately.

As night fell, the young man boldly headed for the city once more.

But things didn’t go smoothly—the patrols on the streets had increased dramatically, and they were targeting people just like Jiang Xiaotian. By the time he reached the park gates, it had taken him at least half an hour longer than last night.

When Jiang Xiaotian climbed over the fence again, he was startled.

The entire park was ablaze with light—not a single street lamp was out.