The document is clear to the world - Chapter 94
Is that all?
His hand holding the cup trembled. "I will not go back to the Situ family..."
"Nobody's asking you to go back," I said calmly.
He hurriedly knelt down, and a gust of wind suddenly lifted the white veil in front of him. I gasped... This person was breathtakingly beautiful! If Nangong's appearance was alluring, captivating to the bone, drawing your eyes in and making it hard to breathe, then this person before me was completely different. He was exquisitely beautiful, his features flawless, each inch seemingly empty at first glance, until you were immersed in that shimmering light, and by then it was too late to be surprised! It was this bewitching face that even Nangong marveled at; just one glance, and you would feel as if you had fallen from the heavens.
"Please, Alliance Leader, save Leader Mo. I am willing to serve you for the rest of my life."
"A lifetime?" A smile crept onto my lips. "I don't like thinking about things that far in the future."
Having said that, she calmly got up and walked towards the door. "I just wanted to see what kind of ability Pear Blossom had to make men turn against each other! Now that I've seen her, Pear Blossom is indeed extraordinary. Her beauty is so stunning that it makes all the women in the world feel ashamed. Even I feel ashamed of myself."
Pushing open the door, he felt the pent-up inner energy surge into his lungs and throat. Blood dripped onto his lips, which he hastily wiped away. He immediately realized that Nangong had said he had taken three years of seclusion to erase the strange feelings he had developed! Indeed, the beauty of pear blossoms was deadly!
The next day.
All the heroes of the world gathered at the An Pavilion, because the vice leader, Nangong, was injured by the Pear Blossom Needle last night. This news spread throughout Yangzhou and the surrounding counties in just one night.
The leaders and elders of all the major sects who could arrive overnight did their best to get there. I looked at Nangong quietly applying powder in the side room, my eyes turning cold. "Your move wasn't very clever!"
Due to excessive blood loss and the powder on her face, Nangong's complexion was deathly pale, yet she still smiled calmly, "I have my reasons."
"Your logic is to get rid of the pear blossoms." I gave a cold laugh, the tea in my hand had gone cold.
Nangong turned around in front of the mirror, looked at me with a sweet smile, and said, "Little girl, you've already learned to figure out my intentions?"
"You want Pear Blossom dead? Are you worried he'll implicate me?"
"He must die!" The four words were spoken with absolute force. Nangong narrowed his eyes slightly, gave me a seductive smile, and said, "Let's go! Don't keep the people outside waiting!"
The atmosphere inside Hoi An Pavilion was somber.
In the main seat of the room was a rosewood chair. I was dressed simply and lightly made up, leaning gently against the chair with a serene expression.
On the right is Nangong, who was still weak after "surviving a great calamity" last night.
To the left, Master Situ Yuan, dressed in dark blue cloth, had a gloomy look in his eyes. Even though he was sitting in a chair, he still exuded a chilling and ruthless aura.
Seated on the left and right sides of the hall are the leaders and elders of the major sects and the palace masters of the four major manors, respectively.
Dressed in purple, Qiu Ming stood before the pavilion with a solemn expression, recounting the events of the previous night.
Everyone listened intently.
"Last night at midnight, Alliance Leader Nangong was injured by a villain who used a pear blossom needle as a hidden weapon."
Master Murong coughed softly, closed his folding fan, and sighed slightly.
The abbot of Shaolin Temple, his white eyebrows furrowed, twirled his prayer beads and said, "Amitabha."
The mistress of the detached palace of Murong Manor angrily asked, "Do you know who did this?!"
"Is that even a question?! It must be the Yuan Cult! They've been eyeing Murong Manor for a long time. Not long ago, they plotted to assassinate Manor Lord Murong, but failed. Now they're using this trick again. Damn it, if we don't wipe out the Yuan Cult, we'll have no face to show our faces in the martial world!"
"right!"
"The deaths of the Yuan Cult members are not a pity!"
The crowd was instantly agitated, and the heroes of the martial arts world shouted and cursed. My right hand, which was resting on the tea table, tightened even more.
Amid the commotion, the still weak and exhausted manor lord Murong could only ask in a deep voice, "Manor lord Qiuming, has it been confirmed who was responsible for this?"
Suddenly, Ju Cui Tang fell silent.
"Su Lihua, the head of the Yuan Sect's lower hall, has confessed without hesitation."
"Whoosh—"
The entire audience was shocked.
Although they had long suspected that it was the work of the Yuan Cult, hearing the name Su Lihua still shocked them.
“Last night, when Su Lihua launched her sneak attack, she fought with Master Situ,” Qiu Ming continued.
Immediately, all eyes turned to the aloof and indifferent Situ Yuan, his eyes a deep, dark blue. Everyone was curious: how could he possibly harm his former beloved pet?!
I turned my head and stared at him: "Oh? Uncle Situ fought with Su Lihua last night?"
Situ slowly looked at me. "Yes."
"Uncle, did you see clearly? It really is him?"
"He is the only one who can use the Pear Blossom Needle technique."
I asked again, "How can you be so sure, Uncle?"
"Only I can determine that he used those techniques; I personally taught him." Situ's eyes narrowed, and a hint of pain flashed across his lips.
"So that means Uncle Situ can also use the pear blossom needle?"
Situ's fingers turned white and blue, veins bulging. "What does the Master mean?"
I laughed, "It was just a casual question, Uncle is getting a little too excited!"
My question to Situ caused a murmur among the people below the hall, and the heroes in the pavilion were all somewhat puzzled.
Nangong raised an eyebrow and gracefully waved his paper fan, but his gaze was fixed on Situ, whose lips were tightly pursed.
Situ Leng said, "Bring Su Lihua up here!"
Pear blossom?!
Could it be that Su Lihua has already been captured by Situ Manor?! Everyone was shocked and looked towards the door!
The vermilion-lacquered door was slowly pushed open, and the sunlight, cool and distant, seeped into the villages, making even the dust floating in the air clearly visible.
Two disciples from Situ Manor dragged in a bewitching man covered in blood and wearing a veil. Pear Blossom's brocade robes were tattered, her half-exposed chin was bruised and purple, and there was a mouthful of black blood on her collar. The iron chains on her feet dragged on the ground, clanging loudly. One of the disciples kicked him to the ground. Although Pear Blossom was covered in wounds and half of her body was almost on the ground, she still refused to kneel.
"Nalan, you are a despicable person!" Pear Blossom's cold voice struck straight to the heart.
I forced myself to calm down and tried to think about what had happened. In that instant, I caught a glimpse of a cold smile spreading across Situ's lips.
A bone-chilling cold!
Suddenly everything became clear!
It turns out that when I met Pear Blossom in the desolate mountains, I was being followed!
After I left, Lihua was captured. That's why Lihua hates me, that's why Situ can lie so brazenly, that's why no one but me knows Lihua couldn't possibly have been at Murong Manor at that time! Could it be that it wasn't Nangong's scheme, but rather a calculated move to eliminate the troublesome Lihua along with him?! But Nangong is also lying; he should know better than anyone whether it was Situ or Lihua who hurt him!
And I am powerless to expose their lies!
The atmosphere was extremely mysterious, but Nangong remained calm and composed, fanning himself as he looked on.
"Drag him away and execute him!" Situ didn't look at me, but coldly gave the order.
I suddenly loosened my grip on my palm and said calmly, "Let him go."
Everyone was stunned.
Nangong forgot to wave his folding fan.
I frowned slightly. "Let go! Send it back."
A commotion broke out, and even Xiaoyu, who was not far away, looked at me with a scrutinizing gaze, her lips tightly pursed.
"Master, we cannot let this sin go unpunished."
"right!!"
"Destroy the Yuan Cult!"
The crowd was filled with righteous indignation, wishing they could eradicate the Yuan Cult right then and there.
"It wasn't him."
The smoke and dust that had been floating in the air gradually dissipated, and my vision cleared up. The sunlight was a little dazzling, so I closed my eyes slightly and spoke in a very soft voice, yet it pierced through the vast Hoi An Pavilion. Everyone present heard me clearly, and then all eyes shot towards me like arrows, reminding me of that day when I was on the city wall, watching from afar as hundreds of powerful crossbows peered across the distance.
He slowly opened his eyes, his gaze serene, and said to everyone in the hall, "It couldn't be Pear Blossom. Because at that time, I was with him."
"Did you know the consequences of what you did that day?" Pear Blossom asked me this many years later.
"I know," I sighed softly.
Do you regret it?
"I have no idea."
"If you say that, I'll get you in trouble."
I smiled slightly. "Isn't this what you wanted?"
Pear Blossom shook her head. "You are the leader of the alliance after all. Why would you do something worthless for me? If you don't say anything, you won't be in danger."
I looked up at him and said, "Because—you are innocent."
"I... am not that noble."
“Yes, but at least you are innocent in the matter of assassinating Nangong.” I sighed. “All I know is that the person was not you, whether you knew about it or not, whether you were indifferent or not, whether you were with them and set up a trap for me to jump into, whether you were in cahoots or not.”
"Even if you don't say anything, I won't do anything."
“Yes.” I smiled, “but the Yuan Church has killed many innocent people.”
The pear blossoms, with a smile like the spring breeze of March, looked at me silently, their eyes holding too much unspoken emotion.
I reached out and brushed the fallen leaves from his hair. "I—didn't—"
Hoi An Pavilion.
Time seemed to stand still.
The warmth of the sunlight gradually turned cold, swallowing up the silence of the room.
Everyone stared at me in a daze, as if they had just heard the most incomprehensible and unbelievable explanation in the world from my mouth.
Nangong froze, his folding fan in his hand, his face pale. He didn't look at me, but instead fumbled for the purse at his waist. He was usually like this when he lost his composure. The abbot also stopped turning his prayer beads. Even Qiu Ming subconsciously clenched his fists.
Situ stared at me, and I tried to penetrate his gaze. "Fine, this is what you wanted me to say. You took advantage of my weakness. What will happen if I speak out? Even if we clear ourselves of the suspicion that Pear Blossom hurt someone, Nalan Manor will still be burdened with the crime of conspiring with the Yuan Cult to murder our fellow disciples. The black-clad man's framing that day, plus my confession today that I secretly met with members of the Yuan Cult during my trial, the evidence is irrefutable. Uncle Situ, is this what you wanted? In the end, you want me to give up this position for you." Nalan's pale face was telling me that my words would implicate all his clansmen. Nangong refused to look up at me. Was it anger? Or would he, in the next moment, be unable to resist throwing a full cup of tea at me when our eyes met? For so many years, I've remained indifferent to the affairs of the manor, leaving everything to Nangong and Uncle Shui. And now, I'm actually asking you to hand over the position I've painstakingly built up over hundreds of years with just a few words.
I noticed a faint smile in Situ Yuan's gaze.
He slowly began, "Can I interpret this as the alliance leader having an ambiguous relationship with the Yuan Sect?"
Ignoring it, I said calmly, "Release the pear blossoms."
"The alliance leader hasn't answered my question yet."