The Poisonous Consort, the Regent's Beloved

Chapter 206 Ma'anshan

Su Fuying was somewhat surprised to see the old man. After all, in this mysterious place, most people would deliberately conceal their identity and appearance.

But this Uncle Chun was the first person she encountered after entering this place who did not hide his true face at all.

Uncle Chun rubbed his sleepy eyes, glanced at the people behind the know-it-all, frowned, and looked a little unhappy: "Why are you bringing all sorts of people here with me?"

The all-knowing man quickly explained with a smile, "It's because you're so amazing, Uncle Chun! Everyone knows that no one here has as many goods as you. So, whenever someone needs to buy something, I immediately think of you."

Upon hearing this, Chunbo's lips curled up slightly, revealing a hint of smugness, but he still pretended to be serious and said, "Stop flattering me."

The know-it-all smiled awkwardly, then introduced Su Fuying and the others to Uncle Chun and explained the purpose of their trip.

Su Fuying didn't stand on ceremony and directly stated what she wanted: "Cold Grass Smoke".

When Chunbo heard the words "Cold Smoke Grass", his expression changed slightly.

A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, as if he was quite taken aback by Su Fuying's request.

But soon, his expression returned to calm. He stared at Su Fuying thoughtfully for a while before slowly saying, "You're too late. There's only one stalk of cold tobacco left, and it's already been bought by someone else."

"what?!"

Su Fuying stared wide-eyed in astonishment at Chunbo, her voice rising involuntarily, drawing the attention and sidelong glances of those around her.

Realizing her lapse in composure, she quickly took a few steps forward, walked to Chunbo's side, and stared intently at him, trying to find the answer in his expression and eyes.

You mean...someone just bought it?"

Chunbo was somewhat surprised to see her so excited, but he was already used to this kind of scene, so he did not panic.

He lightly leaped off the platform, brushed the dust off his clothes, and then slowly said, "Yes, just now, you should have already seen that person when you came in."

A figure flashed through Su Fuying's mind, and she quickly asked, "Is it the person with two attendants?"

Uncle Chun nodded in affirmation. He still remembered the scene when that person entered the black market, since very few people would bring an entourage with them.

After receiving a definite answer, Su Fuying became anxious and turned to leave, eager to know if she could catch up with that person.

However, Chunbo suddenly blocked her way, smiling ingratiatingly, and said, "Young master, I have many other treasures here. Would you like to take a look?"

Without the slightest hesitation, Su Fuying shook her head and refused, saying, "No."

After saying that, she forcefully pushed away the arm blocking her way and walked away quickly, her eyes fixed on the road ahead and her mind solely focused on catching up with that person as soon as possible.

"A map of Ma'anshan."

An aged voice suddenly rang out, exploding in Su Fuying's ears like a thunderclap.

Her expression changed, and she quickly turned to look at the source of the voice, a hint of wariness flashing in her eyes. She coldly asked, "Who are you?"

The know-it-all was stunned and had no idea what had happened.

His eyes widened as he muttered to himself, "What's going on? It's one thing that the goods are gone, but why is Uncle Chun suddenly resorting to forced buying and selling? This has never happened before!"

Chunbo seemed unconcerned about Su Fuying's indifferent attitude. He slowly opened his eyes, met Su Fuying's gaze calmly, and then replied unhurriedly, "I am merely a man seeking wealth. If you, young master, find the price unsuitable, you may leave on your own."

After saying that, he leisurely closed his eyes again, leaned back in his chair, and ignored Su Fuying.

Su Fuying stared intently at Chunbo's face, trying to find some clues in his expression and demeanor, but after a long time, she still found nothing.

However, the mysterious map of Ma'anshan attracted her like a magnet, making it impossible for her to give it up easily.

She knew that this map was crucial to her.

Ma'anshan is a steep mountain with towering peaks on both sides and a narrow valley running through the middle, resembling a giant saddle, hence its name.

At this moment, Grand Commandant Pei and his hundreds of thousands of troops were trapped in Ma'anshan.

Due to its unique topography, this place is easy to defend and difficult to attack, which is why the Northern Li people, although they trapped them here, were never able to conquer it.

This is one of the reasons why Su Fuying has not been in a hurry to check the situation.

But no one knows about this, and her current identity is unknown, yet this old man knows exactly what she wants.

"Shh!"

Without hesitation, Su Fuying drew her long sword from her waist and instantly placed it against the mysterious old man's neck, asking in an icy tone, "Tell me, who exactly are you?"

Chunbo, however, remained calm and unhurried, seemingly unconcerned about the threat before him.

He said softly, "I'm just someone who takes risks for money..."

"You won't tell the truth?"

Su Fuying narrowed her eyes dangerously, gradually increasing the pressure in her hand. The sharp blade pressed tightly against the old man's skin, threatening to slit his throat at any moment.

Seeing this, the others around them retreated in fear, afraid of getting involved in the dispute.

"Honorable guest, honorable guest, please spare Uncle Chun. He has been here for more than ten years. How could he be a bad person?" Wan Shitong stepped forward to persuade him, seeing that Uncle Chun had already been bleeding.

Su Fuying pursed her lips tightly; she absolutely refused to believe that this was just a coincidence.

She knew that once her identity was exposed, it would become a time bomb, whether in Nanxia or Beili, causing endless trouble or even death.

Therefore, she would rather kill a thousand innocent people than let any suspicious person go free.

"Uncle Chun, what exactly is going on? Explain yourself! Even if not for your own sake, think about your granddaughter who is only three years old."

The all-knowing man was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, pacing back and forth.

He had known Chunbo for several years and knew that they both had rather difficult backgrounds, so he felt a deep sense of pity for them.

At this moment, he couldn't bear to see Uncle Chun die right before his eyes.

When Wan Shitong mentioned his granddaughter, Chunbo's previously cloudy eyes flickered slightly.