Seeing Huang Ye staring blankly at the ceiling, Yue Er's heart settled a little.
He looks normal like this; as long as I'm patient, I'll have a chance sooner or later.
"Young Master, it's lunchtime."
Huang Ye continued to stare at the ceiling.
Yue Er nudged Qing Er, who opened her groggy eyes.
"Sister, it's time to eat!"
"Mm!"
Yue Er brought the food box to the bed.
Qing Er reluctantly turned over, preparing to eat, but Huang Ye still didn't react.
"Sister, Young Master doesn't seem to want to eat."
"It's fine, he probably isn't hungry; he ate quite a few pastries this morning."
Qing Er quickly finished her meal, and Yue Er left with the food box.
"Young Master, why aren't you eating?"
"I don't trust her."
"Oh! Young Master suspects her."
"Hehe, that N婢 is not simple."
Huang Ye still didn't want to reveal Yue Er's assassination attempt.
Although Qing Er was reliable, in this environment, just being reliable wasn't enough; she also needed to be able to act.
If Qing Er developed hostility towards Yue Er, Yue Er would very likely notice something amiss.
He didn't want to act against Yue Er yet, at least not until he found out who was behind her.
Keeping an assassin by his side could also keep his vigilance sharp at all times.
At this moment, Qing Er was also a bit confused. The pain earlier was too intense, and she hadn't given much thought to Young Master's unusual behavior after he woke up.
Now, thinking back carefully, Young Master didn't seem like someone who had just woken up.
He was only ten years old when he fell into a coma, still a child.
But his behavior just now was very strange, somewhat like the cunning old Steward Wu.
Also, many of the terms he asked about were things she had never heard of.
She had entered the manor when she was very young, and although she couldn't compare to a wealthy Young Miss in terms of education and manners, she could read and write.
She had read many books, so how did Young Master know things she had never heard of?
Forget it, no need to think about it. It's a good thing that Young Master woke up.
Sigh! I wonder when Young Master will take me. I really want to have his children.
"Qing Er, do you feel any discomfort?"
Huang Ye interrupted Qing Er's thoughts.
"What kind of discomfort is Young Master referring to?"
"Do you have any strength in your body?"
Qing Er moved her arms.
"It's fine, nothing unusual, just a stomach upset last night!"
Huang Ye thought for a moment. Perhaps it was because Qing Er was nearby that Yue Er didn't dare to act.
Her target should only be me. At least for now, that N婢 has no intention of harming innocent people.
They remained in this state until evening. When Huang Ye got hungry, he ate a few pastries.
Huang Ye still didn't eat the dinner Yue Er brought.
Although this time the meal also included a plate of pastries, Huang Ye didn't even look at them.
"Yue Er, you don't need to come tonight. It's too difficult for me to turn over, so I can take care of Young Master here."
"Then thank you for your hard work, sister!"
Not long after Yue Er left with the food box, Huang Ye slowly sat up.
He carefully turned Qing Er over.
"Young Master, you really are completely normal now."
"Mm!" He said, then lightly bounced.
Huh! That's not right. Why does my body feel so light?
Could it be that this world is like the moon, where gravity is only one-sixth of Earth's?
No, other people walk normally, so it shouldn't be due to gravity.
It must be that the Transmigration caused changes in this body. I used a little force and actually jumped to the height of the roof beam.
Holy cow, I didn't even use much force and I jumped over two meters high.
In my previous life, this would be an amazing feat, a true Olympic high jump champion.
A significant increase in jumping ability is a good thing; at least my leg strength is very strong now.
He clenched his fist and threw a punch into the Void Realm. The punch was very fast, which excited him.
After a set of boxing combinations, he felt his speed was incredibly fast. Is it possible that people in this world are naturally like this?
This combination was just an imitation of boxing techniques from boxing matches; he had never learned them.
Those boxing masters all bounce and jump, continuously throwing left and right punches.
Looking at myself, even without training, I could become a boxing master in my previous life. Another Olympic champion is born.
After stretching his fists and feet, he prepared to test how strong he was.
He looked around but couldn't find anything to test with. He only saw Qing Er staring at him with wide eyes and a look of astonishment.
What kind of monster is Young Master? How can he jump so high as soon as he lands, and how can his punch be so fast?
Also, what is he doing bouncing back and forth on the ground with his two legs? Is it epilepsy?
"Young Master, you look like you've practiced martial arts now, similar to the guards in the manor."
"Oh! How many guards are there in the manor?"
"About twenty or so, but they are just low-level guards."
"There are also three Guest Elders in the manor; they are the true main force protecting the City Lord's Manor."
"Oh, do they have Realm divisions?"
"I know about the guards; they are all Martial Artists, all in the Martial Master Realm. The guard captain is in the Martial King Realm."
"I heard the guards say that the three Guest Elders are also Martial Kings, and only the City Lord is in the Martial Emperor Realm."
"Oh! Do you know how their Martial Artist Realms are divided?"
"I don't know much either, I only know that it starts with Martial Apprentice, then Martial Master, above Martial Master is Martial King, above Martial King is Martial Emperor, and what comes after that I don't know."
Huang Ye thought to himself, it seems this is indeed a world where martial arts are revered. The stronger one's power, the higher their status.
No wonder there are no emperors or kings in this world. The City Lord is a Martial Artist. How could a Martial Artist be like the secular kings, marquises, and generals?
However, the news Qing Er brought him was not good news. The three Guest Elders were already in the Martial King Realm.
Just now, Qing Er described him as having similar abilities to the guards. Compared to the three, he was extraordinarily weak.
It's really hard to say whether these Guest Elders are connected to the City Lord's concubines.
If there is a connection, then his danger level immediately increases several times.
It's better to go outside first and find something to test how strong I am.
That way, I can get an accurate assessment of myself.
He listened to the outside; there was nothing unusual. He gently pushed open the door, and the small courtyard was very quiet.
After thinking for a moment, he pushed the wheelchair over. Although Qing Er told him no one would come at night, he still needed to be prepared.
If someone did come and he couldn't get back into the room in time, he could quickly sit in the wheelchair.
"Young Master, why don't N婢 also go out?"
"No need, you just lie down and recover from your injuries. I'll just walk around the courtyard and come back."
Huang Ye cautiously pushed the wheelchair into the courtyard, placed the wheelchair aside, and tiptoed to the crescent gate.
He looked out, and the large courtyard was very quiet under the moonlight.
At this hour, aside from the occasional patrolling guards, people in the manor rarely moved around.
Huh! It seems my eyesight has also greatly improved.
In my previous life, in this kind of night, visibility wouldn't exceed twenty meters, but now I can see objects about fifty meters away.
It seems that although heaven didn't give me a System, it greatly improved my physical functions.
I wonder if I am now qualified to Cultivate Immortals?
If I can also Cultivate Immortals, I'll be rich. The lifespan of a Cultivator must surely exceed that of a Mortal.
After confirming safety, Huang Ye observed the small courtyard.
He wanted to find an iron rod or a wooden stick-like object to test his strength.
Damn it, there's nothing. He walked around in a circle and still found nothing to test with, not even bricks or tiles.
This won't do. At least I need to do a simple test, and I need to do it without leaving any traces.
