Journey to the West: Starting from Changing Sun Wukong’s fate
Chapter 765 - 570: You Are Not Qualified to Negotiate Terms with Me

Chapter 765: Chapter 570: You Are Not Qualified to Negotiate Terms with Me

The woman stood still for a moment, motionless, because she didn’t know Wang Yang’s thoughts or his identity.

"Xiao Cui, what are you standing there for? Hurry up and go cook!"

"I’ll go warm the wine for the young master!"

Big Bull came out and saw his wife Xiao Cui standing at the stairway entrance, and couldn’t help but give her orders.

"Big Bull, who is this young master?"

Snapping back to reality, Xiao Cui breathed a sigh of relief. It was just a traveler passing by.

"The young master is from Ice Cold City. He had nowhere to rest at night, and I happened to encounter him on my way back from hunting, so I brought him to our house to rest!"

After hearing Big Bull’s explanation, Xiao Cui visibly became more serious. What would a person of importance from Ice Cold City be doing in Snow Cold Town?

Looking at Wang Yang’s attire and bearing, as well as the suffocating spiritual power radiating from him, it was clear he came from a prestigious nobility!

"What are you waiting for, go quickly!"

Big Bull was somewhat displeased. What was with his wife today, always lost in thought?

"Ah, right away!"

With that, Xiao Cui hurriedly quickened her pace and walked into the kitchen. Big Bull, holding a jug of wine, smiled at Wang Yang and said.

"You must find this humorous, my lord! I’ll go warm the wine for you now! Just wait a little longer, the food and drinks will be here shortly!"

"Hmm, no rush!"

Wang Yang nodded, signaling that Big Bull didn’t need to rush.

Even though it was getting late, for Wang Yang eating was not of great concern.

Moments later, the drinks and dishes were all served. They were simple farmer’s meals, which Wang Yang didn’t mind.

"Young master! Please enjoy your meal!"

"Big Bull! I can’t finish all this food and drink by myself. Come over and have some with me. Otherwise, it’ll go to waste!"

Wang Yang called out to Big Bull, who was about to leave, beckoning him over and saying with a smile.

"My lord! That wouldn’t be proper!"

Upon hearing this, Big Bull quickly shook his head in refusal. Joking aside, how could he, a mere commoner, dine with a noble young master like Wang Yang?

There was a proper hierarchy to adhere to, and Big Bull was aware of that.

"Just come and sit when I tell you to. I have some things I want to find out anyway!"

"This..."

Seeing Wang Yang so insistent, Big Bull began to hesitate. After a moment, he nodded and took a seat opposite Wang Yang.

"That’s better! Please!"

Wang Yang, seeing this scene unfold, couldn’t help but smile and nod.

"Please, my lord!"

At first, Big Bull was very reserved, but after a few rounds of drinks, he let his guard down, and Wang Yang took the opportunity to get straight to the point.

"It’s said that in Snow Cold Town, most of the hunters are male, and few women stay here. Big Bull, you are quite lucky to have such a charming wife!"

"You’re joking, my lord. Xiao Cui isn’t from Snow Cold Town. She’s someone I saved while hunting on Snow Mountain."

"Oh?"

Interested in this revelation, Wang Yang looked at Big Bull expectantly.

"Yes, I remember I was chasing a wounded Snow Wolf at that time. But when I came around a turn, a fog of snow suddenly appeared. I hurriedly found a snow cave to take shelter in, and inside, I found Xiao Cui unconscious, so I brought her back!"

Wang Yang listened attentively, slowly nodding, then took a respectful sip of his wine, and continued to inquire.

"How did Miss Xiao Cui end up alone in a snow cave?"

"I remember she had several claw marks on her body. She must have been wounded by the Snow Wolves, lost too much blood and fainted. Strangely enough, when Xiao Cui woke up, her memory of the past was very vague, she couldn’t even remember her own name."

These matters also intrigued Big Bull.

"Is it the same for your fellow hunters who hunt with you?"

Wang Yang already had an idea in mind and, recalling the similar Monster Energy on the bodies of the hunters around Big Bull, asked.

"How does the young master know?"

"I guess they are jealous that you married such a Heavenly Immortal-like wife, so they all tried their luck on Snow Mountain!"

"The young master is indeed wise. That’s exactly it, and I don’t know if it’s coincidence or fate, but the hunters in Snow Cold Town all have such miraculous encounters!"

A contemptuous smile curled on Wang Yang’s lips. If only Big Bull had such an experience, it might be considered normal, but it was far too coincidental that every hunter in the town was so fated.

When it’s too coincidental, it’s a trap!

This was a grand scheme targeting Snow Cold Town, perhaps even Ice Cold City!

However, the scheme had nothing to do with Wang Yang, who had no interest in meddling or playing the role of a disruptor.

"Hmm, I see it’s getting late. Take me to my room to rest!"

"Of course! This way, my lord!"

Upon hearing Wang Yang was ready to rest after his fill of food and drink, Big Bull swiftly rose to lead the way, heading towards the second floor.

"Big Bull, this is for you. I fear I may need to impose upon you for a few more days. Consider the rest of the money as a reward for answering my questions!"

Wang Yang casually threw a bar of gold to Big Bull, then without waiting for a response, he entered his room and closed the door behind him.

The room was small, but clean and tidy, with a simple wooden bed and chairs, as well as two windows.

Opening a window, Wang Yang breathed in a breath of fresh air. Just as he was about to close the window, several figures flickered, converging towards the inn.

"I haven’t even made a move, yet you’re walking right into a trap. Well, it will save me a lot of trouble!"

Wang Yang shut the window and lay down on the wooden bed to rest, as there was still some time before the deep silence of the night set in.

An hour later, all was silent, and no one was to be seen on the streets of Snow Cold Town. Even the brightly lit shops had all closed up for the night.

The inn’s front door was tightly shut, but it was bustling on the first floor. In addition to Big Bull, who had drunk too much and was sound asleep, there were seven other figures gathered there.