"Brother, are you here to take a dump?"
The familiar line, spoken in a friendly tone.
Chen He looked through the weeds and saw a young man in gray short clothes nodding at him, then unbuttoning near the tree roots.
As the sound of water flowing began, the other man let out a couple of satisfied hums.
Chen He glanced at his own short clothes and instantly understood that the other had mistaken him for an ally.
Running was definitely not an option. They had the numbers, and if they all rushed at him, he wouldn't even know how he died.
He quickly thought on his feet and made a motion of pulling up his pants, standing up in the process.
Forcing a smile, he pretended to be in discomfort and said, "Constipation, got stuck!"
The young man looked at him with sympathy, having experienced constipation himself, and asked in confusion, "Brother, why is your face so dirty?"
Well, no beggar has a clean face!
Chen He lifted his eyelids and said rather awkwardly, "I was in a hurry... and fell flat on my face!"
In his previous life, he was a martial artist, but after crossing over, he hadn't used much of his professional skills; acting, on the other hand, came naturally.
Sigh! It's all for the sake of survival!
The Dongfang family, as one of the prominent families in Lang City, is hardly unnoticed in their every move unless they deliberately conceal their actions.
The recent recruitment of servants and maidservants by the Dongfang family has become common knowledge.
Chen He calmly stated, "I am Shen, the head of security, who joined five days ago."
At this moment, Yue Zhiheng untied the leather water bag from his waist and exclaimed loudly, "Wherever the Dongfang family's security team goes, they are always spirited and vigorous."
Upon seeing him, Chen He's eyes lit up; this brother was truly a good person.
The man Chen had met before was the unkempt Chen He, and he didn't recognize his clean-faced self.
So he hurriedly stepped forward, clasping his hands together to catch some water to wash his face.
"Wow, Chen, my friend, you're quite handsome!" Yue Zhiheng complimented as he put away the leather water bag.
After washing his face, Chen He casually tied up his long hair. "Brother, you're too kind!"
His body was originally handsome and delicate, but later, due to disability and becoming a beggar, he often went hungry, resulting in a skeletal frame that naturally wasn't attractive.
However, after undergoing several body enhancements, not only did his body return to normal, but it even surpassed its previous state, naturally enhancing his appearance.
Regarding this, Chen He could only say, "It's a unique sense of immersion!"
At this point, Yue Zhiheng pinched his nose. "It's just that the scent on you is a bit strong, brother!"
Chen He apologized with a sheepish smile, "I got used to living in filth before, forgot to clean up. My apologies for the inconvenience!"
"It's alright, let's go back," Yue Zhiheng waved his hand and walked towards a vacant space by the roadside in the distance.
Seeing Chen He hesitating, he quickly turned back and urged, "Chen, my friend, hurry up. Young Master Er is about to finish. He's not too hot-tempered, but if things get delayed, we won't be able to handle it."
That guy is practically out of control. He doesn't respect any law or order, and he's still not hot-tempered?
"Constipation, it's uncomfortable," Chen He said with a pained expression, feeling a thousand reluctances within.
For now, temporarily joining the Dongfang family's security team shouldn't be a problem. However, the Young Master Er of the Dongfang family wanted to go hunt dangerous beasts. Although he didn't know if it was safe for so many people to go hunting beasts, it definitely wasn't safe.
With his current skills, he should avoid dangerous events as much as possible and reduce the chances of dying.
It was foreseeable that the security members, with their low status, might become cannon fodder.
Damn it!
"Hey, you two, come back quickly, we're leaving!"
Just as Chen He was contemplating whether to sneak attack and knock out Yue Zhiheng, a man by the roadside shouted in their direction.
Chen He: ...Damn it!
"Buddy, even if it's uncomfortable, you gotta bear with it. Let's go, let's go."
"Master, please hold on tight," the coachman bowed to the occupants of the carriage, gently reminding them, then cracked his whip.
"Snap!"
The sleek-coated horses lifted their hooves.
"Creak!"
The carriage started smoothly.
Chen He walked forward with a dozen or so men in gray short clothes, stepping on the slightly damp soil of the autumn day, leaving behind a trail of footprints.
He shook his head, feeling both bitter and speechless inside.
Just before dawn, he had still been the bait for the young master of the Dongfang family to hunt down ferocious beasts, barely escaping, and now he was about to leave.
But he had to turn around and follow the young master of the Dongfang family to hunt down the ferocious beasts.
He could only sigh and lament, "Fate plays tricks!"
Shaking his head, Chen He regained his composure. His gaze passed over the heads of the people in front and then turned to the group of Dongfang family guards, but he didn't see the tall and sturdy figure.
At the very front of the carriage were hunters with wooden bows on their backs, wielding long spears, walking steadily.
It seemed that the man Chen had encountered earlier had left early.
This was perhaps the only good news for now, which brought some peace to his mind.
Although the man hadn't seen Chen's clean face before, and Chen's figure was significantly different from before.
But who knows if the man had any skills to recognize him.
He tried to avoid direct contact with the others as much as possible.
Of course, who would believe that a disabled beggar had suddenly transformed into a healthy and strong young man?
With this thought in mind, Chen He relaxed a bit.
There was silence all the way, and the atmosphere within the group gradually became serious.
They weren't far from the wild courtyard to begin with, and in less than half an hour, they arrived at their destination.
The carriage stopped at the gate of the wild courtyard, and the man Chen had met earlier forced a smile, welcoming all the security members who had been guarding the wild courtyard for days.
"Young Master, we've arrived," the coachman announced, swiftly jumping down from the carriage and suddenly crouching to serve as a human step.
The curtain was lifted, revealing a small-eyed, handsome young master dressed in fine clothes, who stepped out with a slight bow.
He was Dongfang Wutian, the second young master of the Dongfang family.
Dongfang Wutian, aged twenty-seven or twenty-eight, was dressed in sturdy attire, with his hair tied up with a jade hairpin, a golden sword at his waist, and a delicate wooden fan in his hand.
He lazily scanned the scene, his arrogant face showing undisguised disdain.
It was as if he was looking at a fattened pig in his own pen, or a god casually glancing at lowly ants.
His lips moved slightly, "Xiao Ya, come down!"
"Here I am, Young Master," came the coquettish voice of a young girl from inside the carriage.
Stepping on the coachman's back, Dongfang Wutian descended from the carriage, followed by a graceful and charmingly beautiful young woman.
Several burly guards instinctively lowered their eyelids, looking at their own toes.
Chen He obediently stood among the guards, his calm breathing slightly fluctuating.
Everyone in Lang City knew that the three young masters of the Dongfang family were martial artists.
The moment the second young master Dongfang Wutian appeared, the intuitive experience of an old farmer with three months of battle experience told him that he was not to be trifled with.
"Clap! Clap! Clap!"
At this moment, Dongfang Wutian folded his fan and lightly tapped it, speaking up:
"There's no time to waste, let's depart immediately, Chen Qing."
Chen Qing bowed respectfully, "I'm here, Young Master."
"You select eight people to go with the hunter Ji Qingfeng to scout ahead. Wu Qi and Wang Er Tie will lead the rest of the men with me."
"Understood!"
H
Hunter Ji Qingfeng followed behind Chen Qing respectfully and replied.
Dongfang Wutian glanced at the hunter, licked his lips, and said, "Hunter, this is a big deal. Use all your skills. If you handle it well, I'll reward you generously enough to last you ten lifetimes."
Ji Qingfeng was quite excited and grinned, saying, "I will do my best to assist the Young Master."
"You, you, and you, come out. Follow me and the others into the mountains first."
His gaze narrowed slightly, his complexion darkening.
Had he been discovered?
Chen He clung to his fantasy, struggling to maintain a composed expression, but his heart was pounding in his throat.
"Chen Qing, why so jittery?" Dongfang Wutian's voice carried a cold, indifferent tone.
Chen Qing, who knew Dongfang Wutian well, trembled, but he gritted his teeth and replied:
"Young Master, someone is impersonating a security member!"