Chapter 122: One Hundred and Eighteen: Star, Moon,

Coral, Rhinoceros

Translator: 549690339

Mi Bai didn’t know how he was brought back to Qingfeng Bank. Whether drunk or panicked, he staggered back to his room, a narrow space that could only accommodate a bed, a desk, and a wardrobe.

His contract with Qingfeng Bank was not for life, implying he retained considerable freedom. However, due to his non-permanent status, he received the lowest salary among the scribes and enjoyed the poorest living conditions.

But he didn’t feel bitter about living in such a shabby shack for three years. For a child who had begun fending for himself at the tender age of ten, this small room with a bed and a desk was practically heaven.

But he knew this might be his last night here because he had already decided to

flee tonight.

He planned to take those children to another city to earn a living. Calligraphy and painting were his only means of survival. If he were to become a tool for producing replica artworks, he would rather die.

Lying on the bed, Mi Bai remembered the deceitful face of Feng Dezheng, regretting that he hadn’t seen through him earlier.

At midnight, the sleeping Mi Bai suddenly opened his eyes. Like an alert black cat, he rolled out of bed without making a sound.

He slung the pre-prepared package over his shoulder and embarked on his

escape.

His room was in the backyard of Qingfeng Bank, while the guards would be stationed at the gates of the front yard before midnight. Therefore, as long as he didn’t make any noise, he could easily leave.

Feng Dezheng would never suspect that the scribe, who had acted like a puppet at the dining table, would have the courage to escape that very night. The inebriated shopkeeper didn’t even leave a word for the guards, allowing him to quietly open the gate and slip out.

The streets were deserted at midnight, with only the bright moon hung up high. The chill wind blowing against Mi Bai’s face made him shudder. He pulled himself together, planning first to go to the deserted temple to gather the children, and then leave the city overnight.

Mi Bai hurried along, he failed to notice the two pairs of eyes tracking him

a prophetic wonder,” Fat

he is. A real prophetic wonder,” Zhang Kuo mumbled in agreement, his nasal voice

of Qingfeng Bank, wouldn’t let someone slip away under his watch. Asking Zhang Kuo and Wen Wei to squat and keep

Dezheng proved to be so incompetent that he couldn’t even keep

go and grab him now?”

Bai disappear into

instructions, Wen Wei

it once they

worn and dusty, reached the deserted temple, the children had already curled up in one corner and fallen asleep.

he hurriedly asked, “Big Brother Bai,

seen such urgency on Mi Bai’s face

Fan, wake up your brothers and sisters. We are leaving the city tonight.” Even in such a critical situation, Mi Bai’s tone was still calm,

Fan woke up the sleeping children. The older ones, suddenly awoken, didn’t cry or

Little Ya, Mi Bai led a string

out of the city.

walls. Otherwise,

There was said to be a female Bodhisattva there who was altruistic and kind to the

reached Clear

fear of

dark, and when crossing an old temple, about

he held Little Ya, Mi Bai’s heart tightened. He recognized Zhang Kuo, the gang leader whose nose he had broken. These people were undoubtedly members of

escape Qingfeng Bank but not the Righteous

want me. It has nothing to do with these children,” Mi Bai said resolutely, locking his gaze

way for a burly figure behind him. Wen Wei glanced at the children huddled behind Mi Bai and instructed his subordinates, “Take them

over Mi Bai had let him slip away. As soon as they asked

splitting the profits with Shopkeeper Feng would naturally come to nothing. Although Wen Wei wasn’t very intelligent, he understood such

good at taking advantage of

himself and apologized to the children,

many children falling into the hands of the Righteous Gang over the years, which was why he took upon

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