Madmen don't keep diaries

Chapter 279, Chapter 278: Love Not Pure Enough
Mike knew that merfolk had been appearing frequently in the sea recently, but he had only heard about it. He only saw it with his own eyes today, so he was equally amazed.

Feng Xiuhu was annoyed at being interrupted and beckoned the young sailor to continue.

The cart started moving and continued towards the upper town, with Feng Xiuhu following along and listening.

"First of all, male and female fish look different."

"The biggest difference is their tails. The male fish's tail is like a snake's tail, thick and long; while the female fish's tail is like a goldfish's, large and soft."

"Secondly, the male fish has fins on its back that are as hard as steel knives, while the female fish has fine scales on its chest that can withstand arrows."

Feng Xiuhu glanced at him: "Speaking so formally, are you going to take the postgraduate entrance exam?"

The young sailor thought Feng Xiuhu was praising him and was a little embarrassed: "After all, I did attend a school for a few days."

The burly man slapped him on the back of the head: "Listen to this! Even Master Feng thinks you have the makings of a scholar—get back to the academy after this month!"

The young sailor remained silent, so Feng Xiuhu urged him to continue.

"Secondly, there's what you just saw. The female fish often feigns a pose to lure people in, then uses its calls to injure them. In severe cases, it can even rupture eardrums and cause them to faint on the spot. The male fish's tail is their weapon. They are best at hiding their tails underwater and launching surprise attacks. Their tails are not only hard but also extremely powerful. With great effort, they can even chisel a hole in the bottom of a boat."

Feng Xiuhu glanced at the wooden bucket instinctively: "Can this bucket be closed?"

The young sailor laughed and said, "Don't worry, you must not have noticed. They all have iron hoops around their necks and nails driven into their tails. The nails and hoops are connected by chains, so they can't exert any strength at all."

Feng Xiuhu nodded in realization.

The young sailor slammed his fist on the barrel again in frustration: "These beasts, male or female, are all equally cunning. Be careful if you ever encounter them at sea."

……

After entering the Upper City, Feng Xiuhu and his companion parted ways with the convoy because it was not on their way.

Mike hesitated, wanting to get answers to many questions from Feng Xiuhu.

Feng Xiuhu earnestly told him, "That's life. In many things, not knowing the answer can actually make life easier."

Hearing this, Mike became even more uneasy, frowning. "But what if I want to know?"

Feng Xiuhu said, "Then I'll slap you."

Mike suddenly realized that not knowing the answer was indeed quite easy.

After waving goodbye to Mike, Feng Xiuhu returned home before dinner.

At the dinner table, Shunzi brought back some news to Feng Xiuhu: "I heard that the new bishop will arrive tomorrow."

"None of my business."

Feng Xiuhu rolled his eyes. He didn't have a good impression of the new bishop who had taken his place: "Don't pay any attention to him. I've found a new way. I'll find a way to get you in too, so you won't have to put up with the new bishop's attitude in the future."

He set his sights on the Agents squad.

Compared to that, Feng Xiuhu had something even more important to figure out urgently.

But he couldn't ask about it openly; he had to probe indirectly.

Feng Xiuhu glanced at Gu Zhili sitting next to him, and then took the initiative to put a piece of spare rib on her plate.

Gu Zhili gave him a strange look, then whispered, "Thank you, sir."

The woman with the slender waist on the other side was unhappy when she saw this, and pouted, saying, "Master, I want one too."

Feng Xiuhu picked up a leaf of vegetable for her, and the slender girl ate it indignantly.

Feng Xiuhu didn't have time to deal with Xiyao'er for the moment. He said to Gu Zhili, "Ali, do you love me?" How presumptuous! This sudden question almost made Gu Zhili spit out the food in her mouth.

Her face flushed instantly, and she glared at Feng Xiuhu fiercely: "How can you be like this—just eat, why are you talking nonsense?"

Feng Xiuhu stroked his chin thoughtfully, silently assessing whether Gu Zhili's reaction was normal or not.

After a moment, he spoke again: "Ah Li, I feel that you don't love me deeply enough."

Gu Zhili felt her cheeks burning hot, and she was at a loss for what to do. She hurriedly put down her chopsticks and said, "I, I'm full."

After saying that, she turned and fled into her room.

"hiss……"

Feng Xiuhu was increasingly puzzled: "Is this right?"

The girl with the slender waist leaned closer, saying, "Master, I love you, I love you the most."

Feng Xiuhu felt that she was disturbing his train of thought, so he pushed her face away: "Your love is not pure enough."

Slender Waist immediately objected, hands on hips and pouting: "Where is she not pure? Does she think Ali is purer than me? Narcissus and Lingzhi, you two be the judge, in what way am I inferior to her?"

Shui Xian glanced at Feng Xiu Hu furtively, remaining silent.

Lingzhi, always eager for drama, patted her chest and said, "I don't know if she's pure or not, but I can tell that hers is more substantial than Sister Ruan's."

The woman with the slender waist flew into a rage, raising her chopsticks as if to strike: "You lowly servant! You're not allowed to eat anymore! Go stand against the wall!"

Lingzhi, quick as a flash, grabbed a chicken leg and ran off to face the wall.

Feng Xiuhu spoke up for fairness: "It has nothing to do with weight or status. Normally speaking, she should be more pure than you."

The woman with the slender waist almost cried out, "My lord, I am the one who loves you the most."

Feng Xiuhu said impatiently, "I've already told you you're not pure, why won't you believe me?"

Now, Xiyao'er was completely anxious. She jumped onto Feng Xiuhu's lap and straddled him, grabbing his collar and refusing to let go: "Today, I must make it clear, Master, what exactly is wrong with me?"

Since she asked, Feng Xiuhu explained it to her.

He remained unfazed, sitting as still as a mountain: "It's simply not pure."

"At first, you loved me because you were afraid of me; later, you loved me because you wanted to please me; and now, you love me because you are afraid of losing me."

Her slender waist was stiff all over, and her face was deathly pale.

Her lips moved slightly, her voice trembling: "Master, is your heart truly made of flesh and blood? How can you say such things to me..."

Feng Xiuhu's tone remained calm: "It was you who insisted on asking. But don't be discouraged. I can see that you're already changing. You've figured out some things, but it's not enough. You need to keep working hard."

Xiyao couldn't understand or accept these words; she just wanted to prove herself not so bad through another question.

"Then, isn't that true of Ali too? She's afraid of you too, and she wants to curry favor with you—"

Feng Xiuhu shook his head: "Ali is different from you. She probably loves me because she loves me."

Her slender waist swayed slightly, and she gave a wry smile: "Why should it be?"

Feng Xiuhu turned to look at the stairs, from which Gu Zhili had just run up.

He said in a low voice, "Because I still don't know if she loves me or not."

(End of this chapter)