Assassin sans nom

Chapitre 7

Che Yanyan stopped asking questions and simply shouted:

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"Our leader is wise beyond measure, able to foresee Huangfu Yun's presence here. You two are always inseparable. Communicate the leader's order: Huangfu will personally deliver the generous gifts to Tianhe Manor. Why don't you show yourself?"

She waited and waited, but no one came. Che Yanyan was furious: "Huangfu Yun, how dare you disobey my orders?"

"Here I am, aren't I?"

A woman's voice rang out from outside the hall, and then a red light flashed in everyone's eyes as a young woman wearing a wide red robe entered the hall with her hands behind her back.

The person who came was Wang Yun, who also had tattoos on his face.

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He Ronghua and Gu Shaode were both shocked.

"you……"

Wang Yun walked to Gongsun Yun's side, then, feeling uneasy, pretended to be nonchalant as he approached He Zai and said with a smile:

"Guardian Che, you're a step behind me. I rushed all the way to Tianhe Village, only to find you're a day late. Did you go off to have some fun along the way?"

Che Yanyan looked completely bewildered and said, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"I'm not making this up. Whatever orders the leader gives you, that's what I get. He always loves it when we compete with each other, and you lost this time. Anyway, the emperor is far away, so I can give you this credit." She took the flat box from Tiannu's hand, who was standing next to Che Yanyan. "I also have a copy of this gift, which was delivered to Tianhe Manor a while ago. Now you need to take this gift to see the leader..." She opened the box and then froze.

Che Yanyan's lips slowly curved into a smile.

"I almost fooled you, Huangfu. There's only one item in this box. You personally had He Zai bury it in the ground back then. Your every move will never escape the eyes of the sect leader." With that, he snatched the box and threw it into the air.

The boy's clothes, boots, specially made longsword, and tattooed items were all scattered on the ground.

The clothes were old, but they bore the mark of Tianhezhuang.

The longsword was rusty, but it was the weapon of the eldest young master of the He family when he first gained fame.

The tattooed items were engraved with the symbols of the White Ming Cult's Heavenly Slaves.

Those who understand the times are wise; Wang Yun sighed in resignation:

"Alright, I guess I can't beat the cult leader. I'll go back with you."

Che Yanyan made a gesture, and Tiannu immediately presented her with a plain handkerchief. After carefully wiping her hands, she slowly put on her specially made gloves.

Wang Yun stared intently.

Che Yanyan flashed a beautiful smile at Gongsun Yun. "Xianyun, the Yun Family Manor has always been neutral, only responsible for recording history, and not allowed to interfere. I remember the Yun Family Manor has such a rule, isn't that right?"

Those two still, dark pools remained devoid of any light.

"According to the regulations, that is so."

Che Yanyan smiled and said, "I'll catch up with you after I've sorted this out."

"Where does Xianyun and Chehu have any past connections?" he said coldly.

Che Yanyan's beautiful eyes flashed with anger, she pursed her lips, and vented her anger on Wang Yun.

"The leader has decreed that your Heavenly Servant has left the White Bright Cult without permission. He Zai, as the eldest son of the He family, shall be punished with three lashes on his coffin as a form of leniency. Huangfu, receive the order."

"..." Wang Yun lowered his eyes and stroked the jade flute again.

"Huangfu Yun!"

"This is Tianhe Manor!" He Ronghua finally snapped. "How dare you, a woman from the Demonic Sect, run wild here!"

"He Yuehua is now a member of the Demonic Sect, Master He. If he returns to the manor, aren't you afraid that your position as manor lord will be usurped? Aren't you afraid that Tianhe Manor will be disgraced because of this?"

"You..." He Ronghua was about to unleash a torrent of curses, but then he noticed that most of the martial artists present were merely observing. He gritted his teeth inwardly. Having a servant in the family was a disgrace for life. If anyone were to help him, how awful would the rumors sound if they got out! Even though his father was highly respected, he had already passed away. The dead only leave behind a shred of respect, and even that shred of respect depended on whether it would benefit him.

Wang Yun sighed deeply, looking dejected. "Guardian Che, you're putting me in a difficult position. He Zai is my only Heavenly Slave. If I go and whip his father's coffin, won't I be making him hate me for the rest of his life?"

"This is the cult leader's order; do you dare disobey?"

"Guardian Che, by doing this you're making an enemy of the Central Plains martial arts world." Wang Yun analyzed patiently, "We've had peace for a long time; there's no need to create more trouble. The leaders of the White Bright Cult have always chosen the most capable from among the left and right guardians. I think you'll be the future leader. If you act today, you'll be the one cleaning up the mess tomorrow. Why bother?"

"Huangfu Yun, you have truly disgraced the Ming Cult! Men, drag the coffin out!"

Seeing that she wouldn't listen to his repeated advice, Wang Yun angrily shouted:

"You are well aware of the Huangfu family's martial arts prowess. He Zai and I are both young prodigies, having mastered the true essence of Huangfu martial arts. Che Yanyan, do you truly intend to oppose me?"

Upon hearing this, Che Yanyan hesitated for a moment, then sneered:

"It's not that I'm going against you, it's that you're going against the Bai Ming Cult. Huangfu, you've brought this upon yourself!"

"What is this!" Wang Yun quickly retreated.

He Zai moved swiftly, passing her in the blink of an eye. A short sword flashed, and before anyone could figure out where the sword came from, He Zai had already plunged into the Tiannu group, his sword flashes incredibly fast.

Wang Yun ignored him, turned around and stroked the jade flute, as if victory was assured.

He Ronghua was speechless. In the end, all he could say was:

"This is not the He family's kung fu." He remembered that when his older brother was sixteen, he had mastered the He family's true skills, which made his father very proud.

"I've crippled all of the He family's martial arts skills," Wang Yun said without looking up.

He Ronghua turned and glared at her.

She chuckled lightly, "The He family's martial arts can't even defeat the Huangfu family in ten moves. What's the use of keeping such skills?"

"In the eyes of the White Ming Cult, he is a lowly slave. Why would you make him learn the Huangfu family's martial arts?"

She did not respond.

He Ronghua asked again, puzzled, "Why didn't you make a move? You and my elder brother both received Huangfu's true teachings. If you had also made a move, wouldn't it have been easier to capture Che Yanyan?"

Wang Yun glanced at him, then lowered her face and smiled:

"Protector Che is one of the top figures in our sect. Do you really want me to get rid of her to make you happy? Besides, He Zai has fallen out with Protector Bai Mingjiao to his face today, and he has also done a good job protecting his father. Even if he has a hard time in the Central Plains in the future, he will never end up being killed by someone."

Upon hearing this, He Ronghua's heart skipped a beat. How did this woman know he wanted to bring his elder brother back to Tianhe Manor?

Wang Yun stroked his long hair and said:

"May I see the coffin?" Without waiting for He Ronghua to speak, she walked straight to the back hall.

Someone followed them, confirming her guess.

She lifted the white curtain and saw that the coffin was sealed. It was truly foul-smelling; she hadn't wanted to come in, but she had no choice.

The coffin has been sealed, and the body inside has probably been switched back. In other words, the person lying in the coffin now is none other than Elder He. What was the purpose of all this?

Yesterday was a lie, today is the truth, otherwise the person behind me wouldn't have entered the back hall.

The long whip lashed forward, tearing apart the fluttering white curtains, and came straight at her from behind.

Wang Yun remained motionless in front of the coffin, slowly pressing his sweaty palms together as if in worship.

The strong wind suddenly stopped.

She survived! She quietly wiped the sweat from her palms. Over the years, she had learned advanced techniques so that even when she was worried and afraid, she would not show it in her expression or brows. Over time, she had become so used to enduring it that even cold sweat would not be noticeably produced.

She is a true master when it comes to the word "patience".

"Guardian Che!" A cold, deep male voice held a hint of displeasure. "Do you really want Elder He to be whipped after his death?"

"Xianyun! Are you protecting the coffin or the person?" Che Yanyan shouted angrily.

Naturally, she would protect the coffin. Wang Yun was secretly grateful that Elder He could protect her even after his death, which was a testament to her usual dedication in protecting He Zai.

She guessed that the coffin in the back hall was real. Legend has it that Gongsun Yun, a genius in both literature and martial arts, could stand idly by in the front hall, but she would never allow a highly respected senior to be humiliated after death. That's why she came here to protect her with the coffin.

It worked perfectly!

She sighed inwardly, turned to face Che Yanyan, and said in a seemingly nonchalant tone:

"Guardian Che, you see, there are many experts here. I haven't even made a move yet, and Young Master Xianyun alone can stop you. He will never let you destroy the coffin. You... if you have feelings and intentions, you should give way a little!" She glanced at the black whip that Gongsun Yun was holding and couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

That angle was clearly aimed at her. That Che Yanyan, she's trying to take advantage of the chaos to secretly kill her!

Upon hearing this, Che Yanyan was taken aback and glanced at Gongsun Yun with her beautiful eyes.

Wang Yun continued, "You obeyed the leader's orders, but did you really think the leader wanted you to whip his coffin? That was just him testing our loyalty, causing a ruckus at Tianhe Manor."

"Why would the cult leader think that way?" Che Yanyan looked at her thoughtfully.

"Because that's the kind of person the cult leader is," Wang Yun sighed.

Che Yanyan was silent for a moment, then said with a strange expression:

"Huangfu, why do you always guess the leader's thoughts? The leader said that if you can really guess his thoughts, I have to give up."

"..." Taking a deep breath, the world is truly beautiful; taking another breath, even though there is a cult leader, the world is still beautiful. Wang Yun suppressed his burning passion and said with a wry smile, "Protector Che, that's because you're always fickle, and I'm always trying to guess the Holy One's intentions; my hair is already showing signs of gray, unlike you, who are becoming more and more beautiful. It's no wonder a man is not tempted." He glanced at Gongsun Yun, hoping he would smile, even if it was just to deceive Che Yanyan.

Gongsun Yun gave Wang Yun a cold look, and Wang Yun, realizing she'd made a fool of herself, could only sigh again. What's the point of not using male beauty?

Che Yanyan snorted coldly and whistled. The Heavenly Slaves in the front hall all stopped fighting. She didn't even count how many Heavenly Slaves were still alive. When He Zai returned to Wang Yun's side, Che Yanyan said:

"You're so good to this Heavenly Slave, you've taught him all your skills."

"One cannot keep secrets. He Zai is loyal to me, so I cannot mistreat him too much, right?" Wang Yun said with a smile, flipping her wrist and letting He Zai put the unsheathed sword into her jade flute.

"We both have to report back to the sect." Che Yanyan glanced at Gongsun Yun again and said in a seductive voice, "If Xianyun escorts me out of the Central Plains, I'm willing to leave immediately."

Upon hearing this, Wang Yun nearly collapsed to the ground.

She knew this woman had a penchant for hunting high-class men, but there was no need to switch sides so quickly; they were on opposing sides just moments ago… She sighed, put her hands behind her back, and went to face the wall in repentance.

She didn't interfere in matters of love between men and women. Celestial beings from beyond the Nine Heavens would absolutely look down on women from the Demonic Sect, and she didn't believe that Che Yanyan was truly in love with this celestial being... She pretended to admire the snow-white walls.

"Miss," He Zai called out calmly.

"I'm not an unreasonable person. If you want to stay, I'll release them." She was very generous.

Why did he remain silent?

She sighed. "Last night you asked me why the old master had disguised himself. The answer is actually quite simple. If even He Ronghua and Gongsun Yun couldn't see through it, then there's only one answer: they all knew someone was going to replace the old master. What do you think they were after?"

He lowered his eyes and did not look back at the coffin.

"Most likely, the old master regretted it before he died." She stared intently at a certain point on the wall. "Back then, when you became a Heavenly Slave, the old master must have been disappointed in you. He made up an excuse to report your fake death and refused to try to rescue you from the White Ming Cult. He must have regretted it deeply before he died."

"Indeed." He Ronghua entered the back hall and, upon hearing Wang Yun's words, was slightly startled. "Wang... Miss Huangfu wasn't at Tianhe Manor at the time, yet she knew our late father's feelings..." He moved his lips, finally whispering, "Brother! Father regretted it years ago, but was powerless to find you. Before his death, he asked Young Master Xianyun to help hide his body elsewhere, not to bury him for the time being. If you still cherish the bond between father and son, you will definitely come back to see him one last time. If you can recognize someone disguised as Father, it means your skills haven't been neglected. If you stay to investigate because of this, Father said that the bond between father and son hasn't been severed, your character hasn't changed, Tianhe Manor is yours, and the position of manor lord is yours too. Regardless of Tiannu's identity, you will always be a descendant of the He family!"

How touching. She touched her nose, making sure she was holding back her tears. This was the reason He Zai had poisoned her on short notice, so he would have a reason to stay at Tianhe Manor to find out the truth... But he was ruthless enough to poison her instead of himself... She wisely moved a few steps away, letting the two brothers talk.