Imposter Young Master
Chapter 677 - 680: Proper Education_1

Chapter 677: Chapter 680: Proper Education_1

"How can it be like this?" The blond youth left in shock.

Yang Gang didn’t think too much, he glanced at Yang Ya and asked: "Sister, you were looking for me, right?"

Yang Ya hesitated slightly before asking, "What do you know about Xiaorou’s disappearance?"

"Well..." Yang Gang’s eyes flickered.

"You know why, don’t you?"

Yang Gang stayed silent for a moment before answering lightly: "Perhaps."

Yang Ya glanced at Yang Gang and asked, "You can’t talk about it?"

Yang Gang fell silent again.

Seeing this, Yang Ya sighed and said, "Forget it. If you don’t want to talk about it, I won’t ask."

"Sister, did you know that Xiaorou was a diviner?" Yang Gang suddenly spoke.

Yang Ya’s expression was somewhat surprised as she shook her head: "I didn’t know."

"She predicted her own death." Yang Gang added.

"What?" Yang Ya was stunned for a moment, then she composed herself, saying: "Xiaorou is too sensitive. Not all divinations by diviners are accurate."

Yang Gang shook his head: "In our Bounty World, there’s a bounty hunter code-named ’I’m not Huang Rong’. She and the bounty hunter known as ’Snow in White’ are renowned in Bounty Hunter World. ’I’m not Huang Rong’ is an independent diviner who is not affiliated with any power. So far, she has issued twenty-one divination prophecies in the Bounty Hunter World, all of which have come true, maintaining a 100% successful divination rate. She is revered as a goddess."

"Could it be that ’I’m not Huang Rong’ is Xiaorou?" Yang Ya seemed to understand something.

Yang Gang took a deep breath, then looked ahead, saying softly: "Xiaorou never admitted it, but my intuition tells me that ’I’m not Huang Rong’ is Xiaorou."

"So, she fled to avoid the prophecy of her death. It all makes sense now. The truth is often crueler than we imagine." Yang Ya fell silent for a moment before saying, "What can we do for her?"

Feeling a wave of panic, Yang Gang’s chest tightened, making it hard for him to breathe.

He felt the tears spinning in his eye sockets for a while before they finally spilled over.

"Sister, I don’t want to lose Xiaorou."

Though his words sounded tragic and helpless.

Yang Ya held Yang Gang in her arms, stroking his head and said gently: "There must be a way to save her, there must be."

"What on earth is Yang Gang up to?!" At that moment, Yang Fei stormed towards them, snatched Yang Gang from Yang Ya’s arms, and complained: "You’ve been flirting with my sister again, you...eh, what’s..."

Seeing the tear stains on Yang Gang’s face, Yang Fei fumbled for words.

She turned to Yang Ya and complained: "Sis, did you scold him to tears? Bad teaching, can’t you just have a good talk instead of making him cry?"

Yang Ya twitched her mouth: "What’s your position on this?"

Yang Fei blushed: "Well ... well, the teaching certainly must be appropriate."

"Yes, dear sister, you’re absolutely right." Yang Ya laughed lightly.

"Whatever, I’m not going to argue with you!" Yang Fei declared, then pulled Yang Gang away.

The two of them wandered in silence, hand in hand, a great distance away and finally stopped at the edge of a bustling square.

This was Sydney’s famous Music Fountain Square, equipped with an intelligent system that made the fountain dance in rhythm to the music. At the climax of the music, the square’s entire fountain sprayed out water, quite spectacularly.

"Because I loved you, I ran away. I thought this could make me forget you, but I miss you more than I could bear..."

"Hey, watch out, Gang, that’s Moli’s song. ’Because of Love, Therefore Escape’. It was Moli’s debut track when she signed with our Dream Elf Brokerage Company. I can’t believe someone in Sydney is singing this song!" Yang Fei excitedly said.

She swayed her hand slightly, realizing that she was still holding Yang Gang’s hand, feeling extremely embarrassed, she immediately loosened her grip to pull away, but instead, Yang Gang held onto her hand tightly.

"I lost Xiaorou. I can’t lose you too." Yang Gang, seeming calm again at some point, looked at Yang Fei seriously.

Yang Fei blushed slightly, "What are you doing? Acting like a pretender, treating people like playthings, hmph!"

Despite her lofty attitude, Yang Fei stopped resisting and allowed Yang Gang to hold her hand.

"Gang, do you know who’s singing this song? It sounds like Moli." Yang Fei stood on tiptoe, but still couldn’t see what was happening upfront.

At this point, Yang Gang suddenly crouched down, "Do you want a lift?"

Yang Fei was a little embarrassed, "This is so embarrassing."

Yang Gang lightly perspired, "You’ve already gotten a lift from me once before, what’s there to be embarrassed about?"

Yang Fei thought for a moment, extending two fingers hesitantly, she asked weakly: "I wonder, would your future wife mind that her husband has been ridden by the same woman twice?"

Yang Gang’s lips twitched slightly, grasping Yang Fei’s little waist, he put her on his neck and stood up.

Yang Fei, now sitting on Yang Gang’s shoulders, suddenly seemed a lot taller and was easily able to see the singer in the center of the square.

"Ah, it’s Moli!" Yang Fei got excited and started to kick her legs around, "Hey, Gang, it’s Moli herself who is singing! Ever since Moli’s contract with us ended, I haven’t seen her for months."

Yang Gang slightly tickled the calf of Yang Fei’s left leg.

"Ah, you jerk, what are you doing?! I’ll scream harassment!" Yang Fei blushed.

Yang Gang rolled his eyes, "Could you please keep your legs still? You’re ruining my clothes with those kicks."

"Well...Even so, you can’t tickle my sensitive spots, it’s harassment!"

"Ah, Miss Fei." At this moment, Moli’s voice suddenly sounded nearby.

Yang Fei looked down and saw Moli, who had finished singing and had approached the two of them.

"Miss Moli...hey, jerk, put me down!" Yang Fei kicked her legs again.

"Ha~ even though you’re an aristocrat, you’re no different than a country bumpkin when you leave your small town." Yang Gang put down Yang Fei and remarked.

Yang Fei glared at Yang Gang, "The commoner shouldn’t speak!"

"Yes, my lady."

Yang Gang then retreated to one side. He looked at the ongoing crowds at the Music Fountain Square, his thoughts drifting back to the Lanshan of many years ago.

There was a simple music fountain in the small town under Lanshan. It was not smart like Sydney’s musical fountain, dancing with the music. It was like a music box, playing songs automatically. The fountain’s water flow remained constant, not varying with the crescendo of the music.

It was a simple fountain, but a place he was nostalgic for.

Because there, he received his first birthday gift and heard the birthday song for the first time.

He didn’t know when his birthday was and whether that day was indeed his birthday, but that didn’t matter.

What mattered was that it was the first time someone sang the ’Happy Birthday Song’ for him. From then on, he lived his life year by year rather than just muddling through.

"Reminiscing can often lead to bitterness." Gu Ge suddenly appeared next to Yang Gang, looking at the music fountain and spoke in quiet tones.

Squeak~

The little hamster, which had been dozing in the pocket, poked its head out, glanced around, and then jumped onto Gu Ge’s chest.

"Ah, you randy rodent!" Yang Gang stretched out his hands to grab the little hamster from Gu Ge’s chest.

Yang Gang was fast, but the hamster managed to escape. However, Yang Gang’s momentum carried his hand directly towards Gu Ge’s chest.