Bai Suzhen, I really need to punish you properly.

Xu Xian quickly waved his hand: "It was Brother Wang who heard your shouts and specially asked the boatman to stop the boat. If you want to thank someone, thank Brother Wang."

Wang Xuan thought to himself, "This Xu Xian is really an honest person."

Bai Suzhen blinked slightly, a soft smile playing on her lips, and said in a gentle voice, "Thank you, Young Master Wang."

"When traveling, we should help each other. Besides, we were going the same way, so it's nothing."

At this moment, Xiaoqing quietly turned to the side and whispered in Bai Suzhen's ear, "Sister, quickly look at those two and see which one is the reincarnation of your benefactor?"

Bai Suzhen nodded slightly.

Cast the spell without making a sound.

She first turned her probing gaze to Wang Xuan, who was closer to her.

However, the other person's past life was obscured by their aura, and no matter how intently she tried to investigate, she couldn't find out anything.

She could only look at Xu Xian again.

In an instant, the past life connections vividly and clearly surfaced.

Xu Xian was indeed the person he had been searching for to repay his debt of gratitude.

Although Xu Xian paled in comparison to Wang Xuan.

However, once she confirmed that Xu Xian was the one she was repaying her debt of gratitude to, her anxiety finally subsided.

At least we have a direction now.

Bai Suzhen's gaze gently fell on Xu Xian. She raised her hand to half-cover her lips and lowered her voice to say to Xiaoqing, "It's that young master Xu."

Xiaoqing muttered softly, "He really is such a blockhead!"

While Bai Suzhen and Xiaoqing were whispering to each other, Wang Xuan was also talking with Xu Xian.

"Brother Xu, you are too naive and trusting. Remember to think things through carefully before acting. Have you ever heard of the 'beauty trap' in the martial arts world?"

Xu Xian shook his head blankly: "What is that?"

"In the past, there were often idle scoundrels who would hire prostitutes to pretend to be their wives or concubines, deliberately luring wealthy young men, out-of-town merchants, or young scholars. When the two were alone and intimate, the scoundrels would pretend to be the husband, break down the door with a group of people, pretend to catch the adulterers in the act, and extort money from them. The victims were too ashamed to report it to the authorities and could only accept their bad luck and pay up to avoid further trouble."

After Xiaoqing finished talking with Bai Suzhen, she was thinking of finding an opportunity to ask her sister more about Xu Xian's recent situation, so that her sister could repay the favor in the future.

I was caught off guard by these words.

He immediately looked annoyed.

She always felt that this person was causing trouble, but she had no evidence.

"So there's such a wicked trap?" Xu Xian was speechless with astonishment.

Wang Xuan's tone turned slightly somber: "Actually, it's still better to just scam money."

Xu Xian was puzzled: "Is cheating people out of money a good thing?"

Not only Xu Xian, but the other three women also listened intently.

"Money is just an external thing. If you can lose money to avoid disaster, that's the best outcome. But what if someone wants to kill you? Some people like to drink human blood, and others like to eat human hearts."

Xiaoqing retorted, "How many bad people are there in this world?"

Wang Xuan's expression was solemn: "One should not have the heart to harm others, but one must be wary of others. Brother Xu is a kind person, do you really want to see him suffer in the future?"

Bai Suzhen nodded slightly, secretly agreeing with what the other party said. She gently instructed Xu Xian, "Young Master Wang is right. Young Master Xu, please be more careful and cautious when making friends in the future."

Wang Xuan said calmly, "In short, don't believe in free lunches."

Xiaoqing was furious.

By saying this, Wang Xuan was just making this blockhead wary for no reason.

How can my sister repay this kindness now?

A mischievous and defiant thought crossed her mind. She casually transformed a copper coin in her bosom into a thick, golden-brown pie and tossed it to Wang Xuan: "Pies don't just fall from the sky, I have one here."

Her delicate eyebrows furrowed, her face showing displeasure, and she said unhappily, "How can you be so rude?"

Xiaoqing: "Who's being impolite? I was just being kind by offering you cakes, is that wrong?"

Rouge tossed the pie back the way it came, her tone indifferent: "Who wants your lousy pie!"

Wang Xuan raised his hand and gently patted Rouge's hand.

Bai Suzhen frowned and called out softly, "Xiao Qing!"

Seeing this, Xu Xian quickly smoothed things over, took the pie, and said with a simple smile, "I'll eat it, I'll eat it."

He took a bite and almost broke his teeth, grimacing as he said, "Why is it so hard?"

The people on the boat couldn't help but laugh at his honest yet pitiful simple-minded appearance.

Wang Xuan chuckled inwardly; this guy clearly didn't take his words to heart at all.

"Brother Xu, why don't you take it back and soak it in hot water? Maybe it will soften up then."

Xu Xian nodded repeatedly: "That's a good idea."

As they spoke, the drizzle completely stopped, the rain and mist dissipated, and the West Lake shimmered with light after the rain, with distant mountains shrouded in green, the scenery even more ethereal and beautiful than on a sunny day.

Wang Xuan suddenly remembered something and asked the boatman who was rowing the boat.

"Have the boatmen, who ferry passengers across the lake year-round, ever heard of or seen the Dragon King of the Qiantang River?"

The boatman rowed and replied with a smile, "How could we possibly see the Dragon King in his true form? He is the true god of the great river, living in the deep waters of the Dragon Palace. Occasionally, strange clouds and giant waves rise on the river, and the elders say that the Dragon King has appeared to patrol the river."

We, who make our living off the water, often go to the Dragon King Temple to burn incense and pray, but as for witnessing it in person, we've never had the chance.

Wang Xuan smiled slightly and said no more.

Since Daoji, Yanzhi, Bai Suzhen, and Xiaoqing exist in this world, it's reasonable to assume that the Dragon King of Qiantang and even the Dragon King of Dongting must also be real.

I wonder if Liu Yi rescued the Dragon Girl by then.

If you don't already have one, this could be a good opportunity to build a positive connection.

Rouge asked softly, "Husband, do you wish to pay your respects?"

"That's exactly what I'm thinking. I'll make time to go there sometime."

Xiaoqing, standing to the side, asked Xu Xian, "Is Young Master Xu a local?"

"Yes, my family's ancestral home is Qiantang."

"That……"

The boatman then shouted, "We've arrived at Qingbo Gate!"

The small boat slowly came to rest on the bluestone bank, its hull rocking slightly.

Wang Xuan first helped Yan Zhi off the boat, and then had Yan Zhi help Bai Suzhen and Xiao Qing.

Rouge merely helped Bai Suzhen up, but didn't bother to help Xiaoqing, clearly still holding a grudge from the earlier unpleasantness.

Xu Xian also disembarked, cupping his hands in farewell: "Brother Wang, Miss Rouge, Miss Bai, Miss Xiaoqing, take care."

Wang Xuan said, "Brother Xu, if you encounter any difficulties in the future, you can come to the county government to find me."

I won't steal your thunder for nothing.

Bai Suzhen gracefully bowed and said softly, "Young Master Xu, until we meet again."

Although somewhat unwilling, all they can do is wait for the next "chance encounter".

Xiaoqing thought of the umbrella Xu Xian was carrying and came up with a plan. She secretly cast a spell, and the sky was shrouded in mist again, and it looked like it was going to rain again.

Xiaoqing feigned panic and exclaimed, "Oh dear, it looks like it's going to rain again! What are we going to do without an umbrella?"

Without hesitation, Xu Xian called out to the boatman, "Boatman, could you please bring me my umbrella?"

After receiving the oil-paper umbrella, Xu Xian looked at the four people in front of him and was unsure who to give it to.

Wang Xuan said, "Brother Xu, please lend the umbrella to Miss Bai and the others. Rouge and I have other ways to avoid the rain."

Xu Xian looked at Wang Xuan apologetically, then handed the oil-paper umbrella to Bai Suzhen. Xiaoqing took it first and instructed, "Young Master Xu, our family lives in Shuangcha Lane, Qingbo Gate. The Bai residence is the one with the big red gate and stone lions outside the gate." Please remember to come and pick it up!

Xu Xian's face lit up with joy, and he repeatedly responded, "Yes, yes."

Seeing his expression, Wang Xuan knew that he hadn't taken his words to heart.

But thinking about it, it makes sense; after all, Bai Suzhen's beauty is indeed hard to resist.

Wang Xuan then spoke up, "That doesn't make sense."

Three simple words were uttered.

Bai Suzhen, Xiaoqing, and Xu Xian all looked at Wang Xuan.

I have a strange feeling of unease.