Chapter 123: Remnants of the Sacred Family
The morning breeze is warm and the willows are covered with mist.

The carriage slowly drove into the bustling College Street, and after a few hundred meters, Chang Ping arrived at St. Orchid College.

"Brother, stop for a moment." Chang Ping shouted in the carriage, lifted the door curtain and said, "Just stop here, I'll walk back to the college by myself. No need to look for it." The carriage stopped, he got out of the carriage, patted the coachman on the shoulder, and handed over a red ticket.

One hundred demon spirit coins are just a drop in the bucket. Changping is not short of money now.

There are several million demon spirit coins stored in the little ring, more than 30 million demon spirit coins in deposits on the Zhutian Trading Network, and the treasure brought back from the ruins of Gulan City is worth hundreds of millions of small goals.

Speaking of treasures, he had already given them to Hu Yan Lan Ruo, asking her to take them home and help with the auction. The auction will start this morning, right?
"Please drive slower!" Putting the hundred-dollar bill into his arms, the driver helped Chang Ping get off the car, and his weather-beaten black face smiled like a flower.

Chang Ping jumped out of the car and walked straight to the familiar noodle stall.

I haven't been here for over a week, but business is still booming and the seats are always full.

When the peddler saw Chang Ping coming, he immediately put out the spare tables and chairs.

"Sir, you are here? Please sit down. I will serve you tea right away." The vendor warmly invited Chang Ping to sit down, placed the tea bowl on the table, picked up the teapot, and filled a large bowl of scented tea for Chang Ping.

"Business is pretty good?" Chang Ping picked up the tea bowl, took a sip, and smelled the fragrance of the tea and the temperature was just right.

Seeing that the noodle stall was full of people, he just wanted to say hello and leave, but he didn't expect the vendor to reserve a spare table for him, which could be considered VIP treatment.

“Thanks to you, the noodles are sold out every day.” The vendor said gratefully. If it weren’t for Chang Ping’s eating live broadcast, his noodles would probably still be unpopular and few customers would come.

Chang Ping nodded and asked in surprise, "Are you accepting apprentices?" He glanced and saw a young man with red lips and white teeth at the stall, who was clumsily scooping noodles from the steaming pot with a basket.

He should not be the son of a peddler, the two of them have nothing in common. The young man has thick eyebrows, big eyes, a fair complexion, thin arms and legs, and it is obvious that he is not suitable for doing rough work.

When the young man heard Chang Ping talking about himself, he turned around and glared at him fiercely.

The vendor explained, "He is from the traitorous Sacred Family. He was lucky enough to survive after his family was exterminated by the City Lord's Mansion. The Sacred Family did many evil things, so no one was willing to hire him. I saw him begging on the street, and I felt sorry for him, so I took him in temporarily."

"So they are the remnants of the sacred family." Chang Ping snorted.

I wonder what expression Shen Xiu would have if she saw her relatives selling noodles on the street.

By the way, why not sell fasting? Wouldn’t it make money faster that way?
Jie Jie Jie!

So where did Shen Yue go? This morning he went to the Alchemist Association's ward and took a look, but Shen Yue was gone.

According to the young nurse on duty, while he and Yang Xin were exploring the ruins of Gulan City, Shen Yue suddenly disappeared one night, as if he had evaporated into thin air.

Chang Ping guessed that Shen Yue might have been secretly rescued by his father Shen Hong.

Except for Shen Yue, all other descendants of Shen Hong were found to be in collusion with the Dark Guild and were all dragged to the West City Caishikou and killed.

Shen Yue is the only bloodline of Shen Hong. Even if he becomes a useless person who cannot be treated humanely, he is still better than those dead people and deserves to be saved.

After eating a bowl of plain noodles that he wasn't sure if it was poisoned, Chang Ping took out a hundred-dollar bill and stuffed it into the vendor's pocket.

He probably won't come to this noodle stall to eat noodles again.

The noodles made by the people of the Holy Family made him feel sick!

"Goodbye, sir. Come again next time~" The vendor waved goodbye to Chang Ping enthusiastically.

Chang Ping hummed without comment, stood up, and walked away from the noodle stall in a hurry.

A melodious bell sounded.

In a quarter of an hour, the students of Saint Orchid College will officially start classes.

Chang Ping walked into the beginner class on time. His big round bear eyes scanned the classroom and found that almost all the students were there.

The three Nie Li brothers were also there.

The window seat in the last row of the classroom was empty, with only Shen Yue not there.

The gold-digger was always very perceptive. When she saw Chang Ping coming in, she stood up hurriedly and made way for Chang Ping.

Chang Ping killed several regular class students in one breath, crippled Shen Yue, killed instructor Tie Lang, and destroyed the most powerful men in the sacred family. She, a mere commoner, would not dare to provoke him.

Not only her, but all the students in the class were frightened like a group of obedient rabbits because of Chang Ping's arrival. The classroom, which was bustling with noise just now, was now so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

Everyone's breathing stopped.

Chang Ping strode back to his seat with big thumps, and when he looked down, he saw a straight wooden box placed in the study.

There was no need to think about it, it must have been Ning'er who made breakfast for him.

Chang Ping opened the box and saw piles of peach cakes neatly stacked inside, exuding a fragrant and steaming aroma.

Before Chang Ping could open his huge mouth of the abyss and suck in the storm, a snow-white little hand suddenly reached out and snatched a piece of peach cake.

Chang Ping was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Ye Ziyun: "Didn't you have breakfast?"

Crunch!

Ye Ziyun held the peach cake in her hands, chewing it intently like a rabbit chewing a carrot, showing her little white front teeth, and ignored Chang Ping.

"Is one piece enough? Do you want another one?" Chang Ping held the lunch box in front of her.

"Yes!" Ye Ziyun didn't bother to be polite with Chang Ping and just grabbed a bunch and left.

This was made by Ning'er. Ning'er was her best friend, so there was no need for her to be polite to Chang Ping.

Moreover, Chang Ping only knows how to chew the peony, wasting it, and doesn't know how to appreciate it at all. Taosu should be savored like her, bit by bit, to be worthy of Ning'er's early efforts.

There were only three stacks in the box, and now there are only two stacks left, and one of the stacks is missing a piece.

"Little greedy cat!" Chang Ping glared at Ye Ziyun. He didn't expect that the eldest daughter of the City Lord's Mansion would be so greedy. "Be careful not to turn into a little fat girl!"

"I have a special physique, so I won't get fat no matter how much I eat." Ye Ziyun disagreed, "Are you still going to eat? If not, give it all to me!"

After saying that, she picked up the peach cake she was chewing with her cherry mouth, moved the pile of peach cakes in her right hand to her left hand, and then stretched out her greasy little hand in front of Chang Ping.

Ouch!

Chang Ping opened his bloody mouth and bit Ye Ziyun's little paw, scaring her so much that she quickly shrank back.

"Are you a puppy?" Ye Ziyun scolded.

As she spoke, her cherry lips loosened and the peach blossoms fell onto her snow-white skirt.

By the time Ye Ziyun realized it, it was too late.

Just when the peach cake was only one centimeter away from Ye Ziyun's little white dress, a soul force came and wrapped around the half of the peach cake left, dragging it away at a high speed.

Ye Ziyun widened her almond-shaped eyes and looked in the direction where the peach cake flew away. She saw Chang Ping opened his huge mouth like the abyss and swallowed the peach cake covered with her saliva in one gulp.

(End of this chapter)