Here's the translated version with 李埮 changed to Huyu:
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After parting ways with Mingren and the others, Huyu headed straight to the deeper regions of the Fallen Immortal Domain. Along the way, relying on his experience, he managed to avoid various fierce beasts of all sizes. Occasionally, when chased by starving ones, he easily killed them with his dagger, turning them into his meal.
As for the Tenglin beast he had caught earlier, Huyu decided to let it go.
The reason was simple: "An innocent man gets in trouble because of his treasures."
Killing the Tenglin could indeed fetch a good price, but it would also attract attention at either the black market or auctions. Since Huyu was currently powerless and isolated, being discovered could greatly complicate matters, which wasn't worth the risk.
There was also a minor reason.
The Tenglin was a demon beast and theoretically shouldn't be near the outer regions of the Fallen Immortal Domain unless there was some rare natural treasure about to emerge, drawing them in with its intense energy.
This meant he could hunt demon beasts for profit later, without having to travel too far.
But that was another matter altogether, so he left it at that.
After traveling several more miles, Huyu, limited by his current strength and wary of unforeseen dangers, searched for a while longer but found nothing. Though disappointed, he decided to return the way he came.
This trip into the Fallen Immortal Domain was more of a trial run anyway. With some time left before the poison in his body acted up, he could still take care of it later.
"That Mingren guy is pretty interesting," Huyu muttered as he strolled leisurely along the Green Willow River, hands clasped behind his head.
"He has the resources and ability to hire an experienced mercenary like Zhou Tong, so he's definitely not from an ordinary family. Yet, despite having the chance, he has no interest in cultivation. That rules out the minor families. Among the three major clans, at least the Li and Lin families can be excluded. As for the Liu family, that seems unlikely too."
Huyu pondered for a moment and came to a conclusion.
"Could he be connected to the City Lord's Manor?"
"Other than the old City Lord, who else would indulge their son to neglect cultivation so recklessly?"
This train of thought led Huyu to reflect on his own predicament. With a sigh, he glanced at the crimson clouds filling the sky and the women washing clothes by the river, then quickened his pace. Before long, an extravagant and luxurious mansion came into view—Lin Manor.
The Lin family, while second to the Liu family in strength, excelled in commerce, dominating trade in Linjiang. However, this strength brought them little benefit in a world where problems were ultimately solved with fists. These enviable industries could easily change hands after a single lost battle.
"This place can't make anyone happy," Huyu muttered under his breath.
He entered through a side door and wandered through the intricately designed pavilions and courtyards. Suddenly, a sharp voice called out, stopping him in his tracks.
"Where do you think you're going?"
Huyu turned to see Lin Cui, her face clouded with irritation.
Lin Cui snorted coldly. "What do you think?"
"So, nothing important. Goodbye."
Huyu turned to leave.
"Stop right there, you scoundrel!"
Lin Cui strode forward, blocking his path with her hands on her hips. "Do you even remember your status?"
Huyu shrugged. "My memory isn't that bad. I still recall being your husband."
"You—ugh, forget it! I'm not arguing with you." Lin Cui clenched her fists, nearly throwing a punch, but managed to hold back.
Huyu, indifferent, asked, "What's the matter? Don't waste my time if it's nothing important."
"Hah!"
Lin Cui slapped a nearby pillar, her expression icy. "You dare ask? You rogue."
"How am I a rogue?" Huyu asked, exasperated.
Lin Cui bit her lip. "Don't you know what you did yesterday?"
Huyu rolled his eyes. "I don't recall doing anything to you. And even if I did, it'd be perfectly reasonable. How does that make me a rogue?"
"You—" Lin Cui clutched her chest, trying to calm herself. "I'm not going to argue with you. Just answer one thing: where were you all day?"
"Just out gathering herbs," Huyu replied nonchalantly.
"I don't care what herbs you're gathering. From now on, you're not allowed to leave the Lin Manor without permission. If you must go, someone will accompany you."
Her gaze turned cold, her tone brooking no argument. "I'll let today slide, but don't let it happen again. Otherwise—"
"Otherwise what?" Huyu asked with a smirk, clearly unbothered.
Lin Cui's eyes narrowed. "You can try me, but there'll be no room for regret."
"I admit you're not as useless as the rumors say," she added, "but since you're part of the Lin family now, don't get any funny ideas. That's all I'll say—it's up to you to decide how to act."
With that, Lin Cui brushed past him and left.
Once she was gone, Huyu sighed. "See, this place is impossible to like—whether it's the people or the matters at hand."
Shaking his head, he headed toward the steward's quarters, planning to switch to an empty guest room. It wasn't out of fear but for convenience—Lin Cui's room was too busy for his plans.
After crossing several courtyards, he found the steward's residence, but sitting inside was Lin Long, sipping tea with a furrowed brow.
"What brings the head of the Lin family here?" Huyu asked.
Lin Long took a sip, his gaze icy. "I heard you can cure the steward's strange illness."
The steward wasn't around, so Huyu had a good idea of what was happening. "I happen to know a few obscure methods," he replied, feigning nonchalance.
In truth, Huyu was holding himself back. Were it not for his current circumstances, he would've already beaten Lin Long to a pulp.
Lin Long, unaware, maintained his lofty demeanor. "You're not as useless as the rumors claim, but while you're in my Lin family, know your place and do what's expected of you."
"And what exactly is expected of me?" Huyu asked, feigning ignorance. "To be a caged monkey for your amusement?"
"Think whatever you like. It's none of my concern," Lin Long replied indifferently.
"The head of the Lin family sure knows how to make an impression," Huyu said mockingly.
Lin Long snorted, slamming his teacup down with a loud clatter. "The steward's overstep will be dealt with, but you must provide an explanation for what happened with Cui'er."