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Su Muchen's expression changed, and he said, "I already said that it was Lian Junchu who did it, what does it have to do with me?! I'm in charge of all the affairs in this Bliss Valley, big and small. Now that the Valley Master is dead, it's only natural that I succeed him!"

"What a joke!" The man stepped closer, his voice chilling. "The Valley Master didn't leave a single word behind. You think you can take his words at face value? If you know what's good for you, you'd better hand over the seal quickly, lest you lose your life."

"Don't even think about it!" Su Mucheng, enraged, brandished his curved blade and slashed at him. The man's longsword trembled, aiming straight for Su Mucheng's wrist. At the same time, a whistle blew, and the group attacked simultaneously. Although Su Mucheng's martial arts were no less than theirs, he could not withstand their relentless attacks and gradually began to feel the strain.

The leading man flicked his sword, forcefully pressing down on Su Muchen's blade, and slashed towards his arm. Su Muchen took a step back, but then felt a cold wind rush from behind. Someone had attacked from behind, striking his waist with a palm. He roared and swung his sword backhand, hitting the man's wrist squarely, almost severing the hand. The man screamed, and Su Muchen turned around with a cold smile, only to find himself surrounded by steel blades, cornered against the wall.

"Su Mucheng, if you don't behave, you'll lose your life!" the leader said fiercely, holding his sword to Su Mucheng's neck and giving a wink to the person next to him. The person understood and reached into Su Mucheng's sleeve, feeling something hidden there, and a look of delight appeared on his face.

Unexpectedly, Su Muchen seized the opportunity to kick out, knocking the sword held at his neck away. Simultaneously, he flicked his sleeve, tossing something into the air. The crowd that had been surrounding him immediately rushed forward to grab it. Su Muchen used the momentum to leap into the air, his feet barely touching the wall as he prepared to soar towards the roof. However, the man who had previously held the sword caught the object he threw, only to discover that it wasn't the seal of the Bliss Valley. Enraged, he flicked his fingers, launching several hidden weapons aimed directly at Su Muchen's back.

Unable to dodge in time, Su Muchen was struck squarely on the back shoulder by one of the hidden weapons, falling from mid-air onto the rooftop. Just then, he felt a flash of cold light in mid-air. Looking back, he was startled to see several white lights suddenly appear before his eyes, illuminating the darkness in an instant.

With several sharp clangs, the hidden weapons in the air shattered, and the white light whistled and spun rapidly, sweeping towards the group rushing towards them. The leader hurriedly raised his sword to protect his face, but the sharp white light sliced his sword in half, and blood streamed down his face as he fell off the roof.

Seeing this, the others stopped in their tracks, not daring to approach. Su Mucheng climbed up from the roof, enduring the pain as he looked at the two people not far away, and exclaimed in astonishment, "It's you?!"

The white light suddenly swirled and returned to Lian Junchu's sleeve. He only glanced at Su Muchen without replying, but instead addressed the bewildered crowd: "Everyone, Su Muchen and I have something to discuss. If you wish to see him, please find another time."

The man with the facial injury clutched his wound and gritted his teeth, saying, "This is the internal affairs of our Bliss Valley. Who are you to meddle in our business!"

Lian Junchu's right sleeve trembled, and the short sword that had been sheathed suddenly thrust out a few more inches, gleaming faintly in the moonlight.

"Boss, he's from Seven Star Island!" someone exclaimed in realization, hurriedly telling the man.

The man frowned, staring at Lian Junchu. "So it's Young Master Lian. I didn't expect you to come to rescue Su Muchen..."

Standing behind Lian Junchu, Yue Ruzheng said angrily, "We're not here to help Su Mucheng; we just have important matters to ask him. The fighting in Bliss Valley has nothing to do with us!"

Seeing that Lian Junchu's martial arts were strange and that the Seven Star Island's strength was clearly superior to their own, the group shifted their feet slightly and gradually retreated. The leader glanced at Su Muchen, who was slumped on the roof, and said hatefully, "You just wait and see!" After saying that, he waved to his subordinates and quickly retreated.

Su Muchen's clothes were completely stained red with blood from his shoulder. He struggled to his feet, leaped off the roof, and barely managed to stand. He asked, "Lian Junchu, what do you want to do?"

Lian Junchu slowly walked to his side and said calmly, "These past few days, I've been wanting to find you and get some answers, but I never expected to run into you here. This time, you won't have another chance to escape."

Su Muchen's face twitched, his body pressed against the wall, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Do you still intend to pursue the matter of us attacking your subordinates that day?"

"This is a minor matter." Lian Junchu scrutinized him and saw that he looked haggard, clearly having suffered greatly these past few days while trying to evade the pursuit.

"Xiao Tang," Yue Ruzheng whispered, "this is the city after all; we should find somewhere else."

Lian Junchu nodded, raised her chin, and said to Su Muchen, "Protector Su, it's late and quiet. Why don't we go back to the inn to talk?" Without waiting for Su Muchen's reply, she pointed the tip of her sword from her sleeve directly at Su Muchen's neck. Su Muchen was already injured and unable to resist, so he could only swallow his anger and follow Lian Junchu and Yue Ruzheng towards the inn.

The three returned to their residence. Yue Ruzheng lit the lamps, then turned back and tightly closed the doors and windows. Throughout this process, Lian Junchu's sword blade remained pressed against Su Muchen's waist, preventing him from making any other plans.

The candlelight flickered, and Lian Junchu gestured for Su Muchen to sit down, while she stood beside him, intentionally or unintentionally blocking him from the window.

Su Muchen glanced at him sideways and sneered, "Lian Junchu, I didn't expect you to have a beauty to keep you company again."

Yue Ruzheng angrily retorted, "You're already in this state and you still dare to spout nonsense!"

Lian Junchu wasn't angry, she just smiled slightly, "Ruzheng, you don't need to bother with this kind of person. He's completely desperate now, he's like a stray dog."

Su Muchen gritted his teeth, a fierce look appearing on his already sallow face. He suddenly lowered his voice and said, "Lian Junchu, how about we make a deal? If you agree, you can ask me anything you want to know."

Lian Junchu frowned slightly, and Yue Ruzheng hurriedly said, "Xiao Tang, don't believe him!"

Su Muchen scoffed, "Yue Ruzheng, you don't even know what I'm going to say, so why are you so nervous? Don't you want to know who seriously injured you back then?"

Yue Ruzheng's face paled, and she gripped the table, exclaiming, "Isn't it Mo Li?"

Su Muchen's slender eyes swept over her, then looked at Lian Junchu and said, "What have you thought about it, Young Master Lian? Actually, I know what you want to ask."

"Oh?" Lian Junchu, who was deep in thought, looked up at him and said, "Tell me about it."

Su Muchen leaned back, seemingly aggravating his shoulder injury. He gritted his teeth in pain and glared at her, saying, "You're just going to watch me bleed?"

Yue Ruzheng muttered a rebuke, but in order to get the truth out of him, she had no choice but to move behind him, remove the hidden weapon, and quickly bandage his wound. Su Muchen hissed in pain, cursing, "If it weren't for that old bastard, I wouldn't have ended up like this!"

"What are you saying?" Yue Ruzheng was taken aback and stopped what she was doing.

Su Muchen leaned against the table, not looking at her, but turning to Lian Junchu and saying, "If you agree to kill Yu Hezhi for me, I will tell you the truth."

"Yu Hezhi?" Lian Junchu murmured subconsciously, seemingly touched yet also as if she had expected it, not particularly shocked. Yue Ruzheng, however, stood frozen to the side, her face utterly astonished. Suddenly, she slammed her hand on the table and shouted angrily, "Su Mucheng, what did you say?!"

Su Muchen glared at her disdainfully and said, "You're still completely in the dark. How pathetic."

Lian Junchu took a deep breath and said, "You want me to kill Yu Hezhi to avenge yourself?"

"Hmph, not too stupid!" Su Muchen said hatefully, "If it weren't for him, I would be the Valley Master of Bliss Valley by now!" He paused, then looked at Lian Junchu and said, "Speaking of which, you should have killed Yu Hezhi in the first place. Do you know that Lian Junqiu also died at his hands?"

"Big sister?!" Lian Junchu's heart tightened. She stepped forward to approach Su Mucheng and demanded sharply, "What exactly happened?!"

Su Muchen smiled slyly and said, "You will definitely avenge Lian Junqiu, won't you?"

Lian Junchu's breathing quickened. Yue Ruzheng, who had only just calmed down a bit, grabbed Lian Junchu's clothes and said frantically, "Xiao Tang! Why did you believe him?! Aren't you afraid he's trying to sow discord?!"

"I had thought about it before, but I never had any evidence, and I didn't want to argue with you over him, so I never mentioned it!" Lian Junchu said in a low voice.

Yue Ruzheng's hand trembled, and she slumped back in her chair, saying, "So you've suspected my senior uncle all along?"

"I just don't know exactly what happened..." Lian Junchu closed her eyes slightly, then stared at Su Mucheng again, and said, "I need to know the cause and effect."

Seeing that he was indeed deeply troubled by Lian Junqiu's death, Su Mucheng softened his expression and said, "Do you know that the person who killed Lian Junqiu and the person who injured Yue Ruzheng both possess the Divine Firmament Palace's inner cultivation techniques?"

"I know." Lian Junchu realized, "You mean Yu Hezhi actually learned the Shenxiao Palace's internal energy cultivation method? But I saw that his internal energy was very cold and sinister. The martial arts of the Shenxiao Palace shouldn't be like that."

Su Muchen coldly said, "He's not a direct disciple of the Divine Firmament Palace. He just relied on a stolen cultivation method and the Divine Pearl of Fixing Face to practice. Although it greatly improved his internal strength, he didn't understand the essentials. Of course, it's different from the true martial arts of the Divine Firmament Palace."