linfengchun

Capítulo 47

"I never expected that he could bring Xue Shi back with him." It's truly unbelievable that someone as cold and aloof as an iceberg could abandon such illustrious power and drift away.

"And he even killed the Pope."

"We missed a lot of good shows."

The two whispered to each other, both seeing regret in each other's eyes.

Song Yushang's ears were stretched out, his curiosity was uncontrollable, and he almost blurted out the question.

"Silver Swan and Jade Falcon." A low shout rang out.

"Yes." The two of them straightened up unconsciously.

"Eat more, we still have a long way to go." Xie Yunshu glanced at him indifferently. "Stop talking nonsense."

"Shuang'er." He called softly when he found her delicate figure.

Her delicate and pitiful face turned away, a hint of panic in her eyes.

"Thank you, young master."

"What are you doing?" He didn't suspect anything, assuming that he had been presumptuous and startled the beauty.

"This maid is preparing white fungus soup and is about to send it to Young Master Xie's room."

"Then I saved you the trouble by coming and getting it yourself," the boy teased with a grin. "How are you going to thank me?"

The girl lowered her head shyly. "Young Master Xie saved me; his kindness is like giving me a second life. I should repay him in any way I can."

"Oh, okay? Then you can drink the white fungus soup for me." He teased mischievously.

A hint of doubt flashed in his bright, round eyes. "What does Young Master mean...?"

"I've never liked sweets since I was little, so you've really helped me a lot by drinking this." He made a pleading gesture, and the girl covered her mouth and laughed.

"That won't do. How can we maids drink this? Besides..." she smiled shyly, "Besides, this was specially prepared for Young Master Xie."

"Made just for me?" The boy's eyes lit up, and he felt a surge of joy.

"If you don't like it, that's fine. It's not a rare item anyway." The girl bit her lip, a hint of resentment in her voice.

"Since Shuang'er prepared this especially for me, I must try it." Xie Qinglan picked up the bowl, scooped up a spoonful and put it in her mouth, while the girl watched with a smile.

With a sudden cracking sound, the bowl in the boy's hand shattered, and the unexpected change startled the two of them.

At the kitchen doorway, Jia Ye stood quietly, his dark eyes fixed on the astonished girl.

"What are you doing!" Xie Qinglan was stunned for a moment, then a surge of anger rose up and she shouted.

Without seeing how she moved, she was already in front of him. Instinctively, he reached out to block her. Suddenly, his wrist tightened as if by an iron band, and half of his shoulder and arm went numb. He felt light and stumbled seven or eight steps away. He barely managed to stand up and saw that she had already started fighting with Shuang'er.

Shuang'er... actually knows martial arts.

The seemingly delicate and timid girl turned ruthless and vicious when she started fighting, each move aimed to kill. Unfortunately, she met the wrong opponent. In just a few moves, Jia Ye subdued her vital points, accurately pinching them. Clearly, the blow was heavy-handed. Shuang'er's eyes rolled back, and her face turned bright red.

"Witch, let go!" After a long pause, seeing the person he had just rescued suffering, he rushed over to stop her. A pebble was flung out, grazing his cheek and drawing blood, also halting his movements.

"Who do you want to save?" Jia Ye's eyes gleamed with mockery. "Don't you even know how much true energy you have left?"

Startled by these words, he secretly gathered his qi, only to find his dantian completely empty, his true qi almost entirely dissipated.

"What did you do?" She was utterly shocked. She looked at Shuang'er and then at her. A vague idea emerged, but she refused to believe it.

“Fool.” Jia Ye uttered two words to him, his black eyes fixed on the prisoner in his hands.

"Who sent you?"

Shuang'er remained silent, a sudden glint of ruthlessness flashing in her eyes. Jia Ye slapped her hard across the face, the crisp sound causing her face to twist and blood to trickle from the corner of her lips.

Xie Qinglan couldn't bear it and was about to speak when Jia Ye raised his hand and dislocated her jaw. A blood-stained tooth fell out, and she glanced at it, a cold smile appearing on her face.

"A suicide soldier, indeed well-trained. This makes me even more curious." He casually closed his jawbone. "Who is your master?"

"I won't tell, so give up on that idea." Her pretty face twisted, revealing a resentment she had never shown before. "My master will avenge me."

"If you don't tell me, do you think I wouldn't know?" Jia Ye wasn't annoyed. She tightened her grip slightly, watching the other person's face gradually turn blue. "You've been plotting this poison for so long, all for today."

"If you can bear the pain, you don't have to say anything." She coldly glanced at the stunned boy beside her. "If you can't stand it, then get out of here."

"What do you want to do? She's trying to harm me. You can use torture..." Shock and panic intertwined. The hostile Li Rong was unbelievable to him, and he couldn't bring himself to hate her.

"You think she wants to harm you?" Her icy face almost froze. "What value do you have that would make her go to such lengths to kill you? Ten Xie Qinglans would be dead just to kill you. Why would she need to shed such heartbreaking tears?"

"How do you know it's heartbreaking tears? Who are you?" Shuang'er managed to squeeze out the words, her face full of resentment.

"Should I praise your good luck? If I hadn't gone out, I would have discovered it on the first day; if I hadn't returned today, you could have already made your escape." His words were chilling as he looked at his powerless opponent.

"So you're loyal? Since you're a suicide spy, let me see just how tough your bones really are."

game

Staring at the person slumped on the ground like a lump of mud, sweat dripped down his face.

What was even more chilling than the groan he had just uttered was the news that nearly made him lose his footing.

He finally understood what kind of poison "heartbreak and despair" was.

Colorless and invisible, it disappears instantly when mixed into water, but after several uses, it erodes the internal strength of martial artists, turning them into ordinary people without their knowledge. No matter how skilled a person is, they can only be slaughtered at their mercy.

That ridiculous act of hero saving the damsel in distress was nothing more than a trap set by someone who had taken advantage of him. The real purpose was to use his dazed state to infiltrate the Bai family and successfully mix poison into the well.

The Bai family was very strict in managing their servants and rarely invited outsiders, leaving no room for exploitation. However, the situation was different with the fifth young master of the Xie family. Bai Kunyu intended to befriend him but was unaware of his secret schemes, which led to today's disaster.

The heir of the Prince of Nanjun, and Shuang'er's master.

Everything was meticulously planned, all to dismantle the Xie family's closest ally, the Bai family, the leading force in Hangzhou.

Suddenly, a commotion broke out outside, as if countless people had arrived. Shouts and curses rang out frequently, accompanied by screams and screams.

"You came really fast." Jia Ye frowned and stopped him from rushing back with one hand.

"Let go!" Xie Qinglan's eyes were bloodshot, and self-blame and remorse almost overwhelmed him.

"Now that you've lost all your martial arts skills, are you going out to die?" Jia Ye mocked expressionlessly, then inserted golden needles into several vital acupoints.

The commotion grew louder and louder, and as he struggled in a fit of rage, some of his inner energy was restored to his dantian.

Jia Ye withdrew the golden needles, but still held his wrist.

"Suppress it for now; it won't work without an antidote."

"Let me go!" He roared when he couldn't break free.

"Stop talking nonsense." Jia Ye ignored her, her expression unchanging. "I only promised to take care of you." In other words, the life and death of the Bai family were none of her business.

"If anything happens to the Bai family, I'd rather die with them." Xie Qinglan gritted her teeth. "How could you, you vixen, understand? I don't need your fake help."

"It's a pity I promised Xie Yunshu." That willful brat is really annoying.

Too lazy to say anything more, she pressed a few acupoints with her fingers and threw them into the corner, ignoring his fierce glare, and moved to a more secluded spot to observe the commotion outside.

After the noise subsided, they dragged a few people back and interrogated them, roughly uncovering the situation.

The "tears of despair" tactic was very effective, encountering little resistance. Bai Kunyu, the only one whose poisoning was less severe due to social engagements, surrendered upon seeing the steel knife pressed against his father and sister's necks. After being stabbed, he was dragged by his family to the Bai family's training ground.

Several disciples and attendants died, but the main members of the Bai family are temporarily unharmed.

It's unclear how long this will last. This time, the Prince of Nanjun's heir has personally come with all his elite troops, determined to make an example of someone in Jiangnan. Judging from past methods, the outcome is worrying.

They quietly peered around.

Many came, carrying weapons openly under the cover of night, making no attempt to hide from others. They were disciplined, well-trained, and their responsibilities were clearly defined.

The blazing torches illuminated the spacious training ground. A profound silence fell over the area. The Bai family members sat on the sand, the once-powerful patriarch a disheveled mess, his beard stained with blood. His son and daughter surrounded him, while his wives and concubines huddled trembling behind him. The Bai family, traditionally a respected and influential family in Hangzhou, had never witnessed such a scene. The more timid women wept uncontrollably.

"It is truly rude of me." The elegant young man, dressed in noble attire, nodded, seemingly feeling deeply apologetic. "The servants are clumsy and have startled the ladies."

"Xiao Shicheng." The three words burst out from between his teeth, like three steel ingots hitting the ground.

"I am deeply honored that you recognized me at first glance, sir." The Prince of Nanjun smiled leisurely.

“We have no enmity with each other, yet you poisoned and murdered people, led a group to attack your home, and killed innocent people. Is that not worthy of your status?”

"I am acting as a member of the martial arts world today," he said calmly. "Old Master Bai naturally knows that the rule of the martial arts world is that the winner takes all."

"What kind of hero drives people to poison others?" Bai Fengge cursed angrily. "So you recognized us in the chess pavilion that day and plotted to frame us."

“The Bai family has a renowned reputation and has indeed made remarkable achievements over the years. It would be a waste not to use this strategy, as it would mean losing the lives of our men. Miss, you should know that all's fair in war.” Xiao Shicheng smiled confidently, displaying his magnanimity. “The encounter at the chess pavilion was purely by chance. I was playing chess with Master Xuanzhi as agreed, and you all stumbled upon this place.”

"What do you intend to do today?" Bai Kunyu asked, clutching his injured arm, a hint of anxiety in his voice. It wasn't surprising; the situation had deteriorated to this point, and he was likely beyond saving.

“I have no grudge against the Bai family.” Xiao Shicheng paced a few steps, his words tinged with regret.

"The Xie family of Yangzhou is a thorn in my side, but Old Master Bai firmly rejected my good intentions and insisted on an alliance with the Xie family. I had no choice but to resort to this tactic." He gazed thoughtfully at the group of people on the ground. "Get rid of Xie first, then Bai. Things must be done one at a time. Does Young Master Bai think this makes sense?"

"Despicable scoundrel," Bai Fengge cursed, her bright eyes filled with disdain.

"They truly are a member of the Bai family." The man clapped lightly, his expression full of admiration. "To be able to stand on the chopping block without showing any fear is truly admirable."

“The Bai family was a powerful and deeply rooted family, and I deeply regret its destruction.” The man changed the subject. “If the old man guarantees to be loyal to the Prince of Nanjun’s Mansion from now on, and vows to be irreconcilable with the Xie family, and helps me achieve my great cause of unifying the martial arts world of Jiangnan, I will immediately release him and treat him as an elder.”

With his white hair and beard still bearing the aura of a tiger, after a long silence, Master Bai burst into laughter, his voice as clear as metal and stone.

"How could I, Bai, be a man of faith and treachery?" His words were firm and resolute, his pride undiminished. "Let alone my decades-long friendship with the Xie family, even without this reason, I would never bow down before a blade and ruin my reputation. Everyone knows your wolfish ambitions. If you destroy my Bai family today, you will surely retaliate in the future. It's only a matter of time. I, Bai, will be watching from the afterlife."

"Old Master Bai, do you know that today's chaos is all because the fifth young master of the Xie family let the wolf into the house, which gave me the opportunity to take advantage of the situation?"

The old man snorted. "The young ones are ignorant; how could they possibly withstand the schemes of villains? I may die, but it's better not to wrongly blame my old friends."

"It's one thing for the old man to disregard his own well-being, but does he not care about his children either? This child is only four years old." He casually picked up the youngest son of the Bai family, as if he were carrying a wine jar that he might throw at any moment.

"Beast!" A gasp rippled through the crowd. Bai Kunyu and Bai Fengge both looked alarmed, staring at their swaying younger brother. The boy didn't cry; he struggled to look up, his little mouth pouting, clearly displeased with his current posture.

The old man's eyes reddened with anger. "Anyway, the Bai family is doomed. Why bother with pretense? Just give them a quick death."

"good."

Xiao Shicheng paused, a cruel smile playing on his lips.

The little child immediately crashed into the stone roller placed on the side of the field. It looked like a terrible scene, but a figure rushed out halfway and caught the child, just in time to stop the tragedy.

Jia Ye sighed silently in resignation.