Can a System Have Bad Intentions? - Chapter 143

“Does he like gourmet food? What does he like to eat?”

The system was silent for a moment. “Unable to detect.”

Lu Tang: “…”

“What about his past?”

The system paused again. “Unable to detect.”

Lu Tang slapped the floor beside her in frustration. “What’s the point of having you?”

“Master, for such questions, I have to detect him face-to-face. Even then, I need a detector.”

“Tomorrow, I will go find him. Prepare a detector for me.”

The system howled, “I can’t prepare one! Detectors can’t be exchanged for points; they are only given as rewards for completing tasks. I swear on my ancestors, I’m not lying.”

It sounded just like a loyal servant pleading.

Lu Tang caught the keyword. “Your ancestors?”

The system went silent for a moment and then deflated. “No one is born a system. I used to be a person too.”

Lu Tang’s eyes widened. “What?”

The system whimpered, “Everyone has some tragic past.”

Meanwhile, in another part of Yuhang.

Song Qingzhan piled up bags on the table. “Tomorrow, I’m going to Master Zhuang’s place. I won’t go with you; he’ll just get angry seeing me.”

Qin Mo lay on the bed with his legs crossed, not looking at Song Qingzhan. “If you don’t go, he’ll be even angrier.”

Song Qingzhan sighed and sat on a nearby chair. “It used to be better. These past few years, his temper has become unbearable. I don’t know how to get along with him anymore. You say let him stay here alone, but no one feels at ease. If we take him away, he resents it and turns on anyone who suggests it. Last year, the Emperor personally visited him because of this. Who would have thought he would even dare to scold the Emperor?”

Qin Mo laughed, “Master Zhuang hasn’t scolded my father enough? My father was scolded by him since childhood!”

Zhuang Yu.

The current Emperor’s teacher.

When the Emperor was still a student, Zhuang Yu was his mentor. When the Emperor ascended to the throne, Zhuang Yu became the Imperial Censor.

During his years in the capital, there wasn’t a day the Emperor didn’t get scolded. Minor scolding daily, major scolding every three days.

If the crown prince could make the Emperor’s parrot depressed with his scolding, Zhuang Yu could do the same to the Emperor.

When Zhuang Yu finally retired, the Emperor set off three miles of fireworks along his departure route and the next day held a grand celebration in the palace.

Thinking of the next day’s matter, Song Qingzhan felt a headache and decided to ignore it for now. He said to Qin Mo, “Huang Yunsheng’s old case from Jinling alone can nail him down. We should uncover a lot about Huang Bangyuan from him. Huang Bangyuan and Gu Zongming are partners. This time, Gu Zongming can’t escape.”

Gu Zongming’s official rank wasn’t very high, just the Minister of War, but his connections were so intricate that it was hard to touch him.

The four major families in the capital all had interests tied with Gu Zongming, and five of the six frontier military camps had unclear ties with him, except for the faction of General Zhen Guogong, where Qin Mo was.

The court wanted to eliminate Gu Zongming, but he was as slippery as an eel, always managing to stay clean.

The only comforting fact was that Gu Zongming couldn’t latch onto any princes.

The reason was simple.

None of the Emperor’s nine adult sons wanted the throne.

Not only Gu Zongming couldn’t latch on, but even the Emperor couldn’t.

Without connections to the princes, Gu Zongming couldn’t affect national stability or shake the court, unless he wanted to usurp the throne himself.

Qin Mo sneered and didn’t respond to Song Qingzhan.

Song Qingzhan looked at Qin Mo, paused, and then smiled. “I thought you’d go find Young Master Lu today.”

At the mention of Lu Tang, Qin Mo’s face darkened.

The day he left, the little fool cried heart-wrenchingly. Now, just a few days later, the little fool was busy managing the inn with Liang Cheng and Zhou Shu, not missing him at all.

After secretly sending Huang Yunsheng away, he went to find Lu Tang, only to find he had gone out with Xu Shen.

Ungrateful thing.

Qin Mo gave Song Qingzhan a cold look. “You talk too much. Go to sleep!”

He turned over and faced the inside.

Early the next morning.

After washing up and going downstairs for breakfast, Lu Tang saw Liang Cheng, Zhou Shu, and Guo Dawei had already left for the Qiao Family Inn. Xu Shen was waiting in the hall.

Having spent half the night, Lu Tang still couldn’t get the system to reveal what had turned it from a human into a system. She was sleep-deprived and had red eyes.

Xu Shen glanced at her. “You’re stressing too much. If you can’t find the script, you can’t. Just run a normal inn first. Don’t ruin your health.”

Lu Tang stuck out her tongue, not explaining. She sat down, took the porridge from the waiter, and whispered to Xu Shen, “Today, we’re going to meet someone.”

“Who?”

“A master of supernatural writing named Zhuang Yu. If we can get him, our inn will thrive on his stories. We can then develop it further.”

Xu Shen looked at her in surprise. A new target after one night’s sleep?

Seeing her red eyes, he guessed she had cried. “Did Qin Mo return?”

Lu Tang nearly choked on her porridge. After a coughing fit, she looked at Xu Shen with tearful eyes.

Xu Shen sighed.

“Little Tang, as friends, I don’t want you to be sad. But some things, you have to accept. Even if I accept, others might not. I advised you to follow your heart, but you must consider the consequences. You may have to live in secrecy forever. Can you handle that? What about your mother?”

Lu Tang: “!”

What was he talking about?

“He didn’t come back.”

She had been too busy to think about Qin Mo these past few days, but now that Xu Shen mentioned it, she felt the same emptiness as when he first left.

Focusing on her porridge, she said, “He didn’t come back. Even if he did, nothing would necessarily happen. Don’t worry. Let’s finish breakfast and go find Zhuang Yu.”

Seeing Lu Tang’s poor condition, Xu Shen didn’t say more.