I come to see Bai Yujing today

Chapter 188 Taibai Mountain Oath

"I need a sword."

Chen Shuijun lowered his head, letting the wind blow through his hair, and said this to Chen Zhian.

Chen Zhian put down his chopsticks and looked up at Chen Shuijun: "A sword?"

"In fact, there should be two swords." Chen Shuijun said calmly, "But the Spring Sword is still hiding its whereabouts and I haven't found it yet.

And the Winter Yuanying Sword is in the hands of Xie Wujiu of the Xie family."

Xie Wujiu’s sword?
Chen Zhian did not ask any questions, but just listened quietly.

Chen Shuijun said quite naturally: "He has a sword from Beilu in his hand, which is also a famous sword handed down from generation to generation, and it is quite suitable for my sword heart.

I wanted to take the sword, but that would expose my whereabouts and my cultivation level, which was a bit rash.

The head of the Xie family is in the capital, so he has no time to sacrifice and refine the Winter Sword, and will suffer the consequences."

"Zhi'an... do you have a good way to get this sword?"

For the first time, Chen Shuijun sat opposite Chen Zhian, stared at Chen Zhian, and asked Chen Zhian calmly.

He regarded Chen Zhian as an adult who could solve his problems, rather than a child whom he protected.

“It may not be easy to take the famous sword handed down from Xie Wujiu.”

Chen Zhian thought carefully and asked, "Does it have to be his sword? Can't other famous swords be used?"

Chen Shuijun shook his head and replied, "It doesn't have to be Beilu. If there are other famous swords handed down from generation to generation that match my sword heart, then of course that will also work. But famous swords are hard to find, and there are even fewer famous swords that match my sword heart. You can only encounter them once you come across them, but you can't ask for them."

Chen Zhian leaned forward, and his mind flowed into Chen Shuijun's ear: "Dad, I once got some opportunities and got some news. It is said that there is an extremely extraordinary sword in the Fufeng Sea. I just don't know if it matches your sword heart?"

"Fufeng Sea?" Chen Shuijun's eyes moved slightly. "This sea area is so far away. It is separated by the Western Regions, the Great Wilderness, the Great Qian Kingdom and the Qianshen Sea. Even if it is a journey by a cultivator of good fortune, it will probably take a very long time."

After hearing this, Chen Zhian became a little discouraged.

"It turns out that this famous sword ranked twelfth in the Ruo Ancient Monument Sword Shop is so far away from me."

Seeing Chen Zhian so distressed, Chen Shuijun felt a little regretful and said, "It is not necessary to use this sword. Even without Beilu, I am confident that I can take your mother away..."

After Chen Shuijun's consolation, Chen Zhian came back to his senses. He raised his hand and the Yunchuan sword appeared in his hand.

The evil thoughts in the long sword swayed up and down. Chen Zhian sensed the evil thoughts in the long sword and said in deep thought, "Xie Wujiu is a swordsman. This sword is a famous weapon handed down from generation to generation. If I borrow it in front of Xie Wujiu, he will agree.

But if I were to take this sword out of the Xie Family Villa and give it to you... I'm afraid it wouldn't be an easy task."

Chen Shuijun was about to speak, but Chen Zhian lowered his head and muttered to himself, as if he was talking to Chen Shuijun, or as if he was talking to himself, sorting out his thoughts.

"Can we lead him out of Xuan Tianjing? With your cultivation level, you should be able to defeat him..."

“However, after I left Xuantianjing, the demons started to move. It would have been fine if Xie Wujiu came in person, but Xie Wujiu still had people from Xi Penglai under his command.

Qi Tianchong came to see me last time... If someone else came to look for me and something unexpected happened, Xie Wujiu would definitely be more cautious.

And in Xuantianjing... there is another Patriarch of the Xie Family."

At this point, Chen Zhian shook his head again: "Whether it is forcibly seizing him or leading him out of the capital, it is not a good idea."

Chen Shuijun listened silently.

As Chen Zhian's thoughts flashed, he suddenly saw Yu Like in the distance.

Yu Li Ke was sitting cross-legged in the distance, also looking at the goldfish in the pond like a cloud.

Perhaps his thoughts flew back to his hometown many years ago, to the Black Stone Mountain.

Chen Zhian suddenly raised his eyebrows and thought of Wang Yan who also killed innocent people and took credit for it.

Chu Xiubai has been executed, but Wang Yan is still alive and living a happy life.

An idea suddenly occurred to him.

So he turned around and asked Chen Shuijun: "Dad, then...how precious is that Dao fruit to Xie Wujiu?"

Chen Shuijun replied: "This is related to his achievement of good fortune, so it is naturally extremely precious."

Chen Zhian asked again: "If someone from the other six clans of Dayu blocked his path to the Dao Fruit, how would Xie Wujiu deal with it?"

Chen Shuijun answered without hesitation: "Blocking the path of destiny, no matter what, can be called a real great enemy. If someone really blocks the way, Xie Wujiu should also use his sword to clear the way. The aristocratic families... may not be united."

Upon hearing this, Chen Zhian nodded slowly.

"There needs to be more explosive news about this matter." Chen Zhian took out a pen and paper while thinking.

He thought for a while and wrote down line by line.

Yu Li Ke, who was far away, seemed to have sensed something and came behind Chen Zhian to watch him write.

But when he saw what Chen Zhian wrote on the paper, his body trembled and a murderous intent flashed in his eyes from time to time until Chen Zhian put down his pen.

Chen Zhian carefully checked what he had written and handed the paper to Chen Shuijun.

Chen Shuijun took the paper, read it, and looked at Chen Zhian again.

Chen Zhian said, "Why not carve these words on the red brick wall of Wang's [Liuliju] in North City?"

-

On the early morning of September 20th, heavy fog arose again in Xuantianjing.

The towering city walls that usually stand tall and majestic today reveal a hazy outline, hidden in the vast haze.

The streets were also filled with thick fog, like a white ribbon that covered everything.

The Gulan Wang family has an extremely luxurious courtyard in the Tianping Courtyard of the north city, named Liuliju.

The reason why it is named Liuli is that the top of the courtyard is covered with a layer of glazed tiles. Under the sunlight, it shines brightly, like rows of green scales, sparkling.

If it were matched with a courtyard wall made of bluestone, each piece of which was finely carved by skilled craftsmen, the lintel of the Gulan Wang family would be even more extraordinary.

Many noble families from the fifty states of Dayu, or merchants who came to Xuantianjing, would always come to Tianping Street to take a look at the Wang family's Liuli Residence from afar and gain some ingenuity in garden construction from this magnificent, exquisite and unique building.

But there were obviously many more people coming to Liuliju today.

In addition to the people passing by, before noon, the side wall of Liuliju was already filled with people.

Some people just took a quick glance, and then left in a hurry for fear of getting into trouble.

Some people read it carefully and broke out in cold sweats.

But more people came just to watch the excitement, and surrounded the side wall of Wang Family Liuli Residence.

It was not until the servants of the Wang family discovered what was happening and someone called people from the government office that the onlookers dispersed.

Wang Yan looked at the lines of words engraved on the bluestone wall with a grim face.

Next to him stood several high-ranking officials from Xuan Tianjing.

These high-ranking officials were all of royal bloodline. They also frowned, with a look of surprise and doubt, and a hint of coldness in their eyes.

People from the Inspectorate and the Beijing Prefecture Government also came.

Jiang Taiping was wearing a purple Xiezhi robe with a Guijin sword on his waist. He frowned as he looked at the words.

These words were like swords, full of murderous intent, which surprised him a little.

"Who on earth is this amazing general from Mount Taibai? How dare he step into Xuantianjing and leave another manifesto on Tianling Street!"

Jiang Taiping talked to himself.

In front of him stood a senior official from the Inspectorate, wearing a bullfighting uniform, a true fourth-rank official.

This man was born in the Wang family, his name was Wang Xingliang, and he was the deputy commander of Douniu. He held great power and was in charge of part of the powers of the Xiezhi Division and the Feiyu Division.

At this time, Wang Xingliang also frowned tightly and glanced at Wang Yan from time to time, but his eyes were surprisingly calm.

"This Taibai Mountain bandit gang is so rampant that they even dare to come to Xuan Tianjing and frame my Gulan Wang family."

As Wang Xingliang spoke, he looked at Jiang Taiping and said, "Check who has been to Tianliang Street today, and tell them to... keep their mouths shut and not spread the word."

Just at this moment, another Feiyu Guard came to report.

Wang Yan, who had a handsome face and was dressed in gorgeous clothes, had a frosty face.

"In this Xuantian Capital, a total of thirteen places were discovered where this manifesto was engraved." Wang Yan took a deep breath and visualized a divine figure in his mind to suppress his emotions.

"Taibai Mountain... General Jingshi! Who is he? How dare he come to Xuantianjing to make trouble?" Wang Xingliang's expression remained unchanged, but his words were full of deep meaning: "Or maybe Taibai Mountain is in Xuantianjing!"

Jiang Taiping's eyes changed slightly.

Another member of the Wang family sneered and glanced at the Xuantian Palace.

Emperor Zhaofu and Prime Minister Song wanted to weaken the power of the six surnames, but Mount Taibai suddenly appeared out of nowhere, which made them suspect that Mount Taibai had some connection with the magnificent palace.

Wang Xingliang thought for a moment before giving the order, saying, "Since many people have seen it, the matter has probably spread, and it would be inappropriate to cover it up.

Then let us destroy these manifestos for the time being."

Jiang Taiping nodded his head and left.

Wang Xingliang turned to Wang Yan and said, "Whether this is true or not, it has caused a huge disturbance. Not to mention where this Taibai Mountain came from... Wang Yan, you should go to the Ministry of War immediately and submit your resignation. Don't say anything else in the letter, just resign and express your grievances. Please ask the Ministry of War to allow you to return to Gulan Mansion and wait for your family to investigate and for the court to clear your name."

Wang Yan's fair face was covered with dark clouds, and a deep sense of hostility flashed in his eyes.

But he did not lose his composure. Instead, he nodded slowly, went into the courtyard and wrote his resignation in person.

Wang Xingliang turned to look at the manifesto and suddenly snorted coldly.

"Taibai Mountain Oath of Death... What a big tone!"

-

By noon, the fog in Xuantianjing had finally dissipated a lot.

Chen Zhian had a serious look on his face as he walked out of the residential area on Baliang Street.

There was an extra letter among the jades in the mountains. The letter looked quite old, with smudged ink and yellowed and wrinkled paper.

Bai Jian, who was waiting for Chen Zhian at the intersection of Balian Street, still had some uncertainty in his eyes.

"Can this unfounded manifesto and the forged letter really have any effect?"

Chen Zhian was not completely sure and just nodded slightly.

Bai Jian's divine energy flowed, and sounded in Chen Zhian's ears: "I'm afraid it will be useless... It has been a long time since the massacre of the Thirteen Mountains in the North. Not to mention those small villages in the mountains, even those mountaintops have been burned down.

Finding evidence may be extremely difficult.

"It seems... as difficult as ascending to heaven to convince the court that Wang Yan really killed innocent people to gain credit with just a manifesto and a letter of unknown origin."

Chen Zhian smiled, his spirit drifting away with the wind: "Who said that the court should believe it?"

Bai Jian was even more confused.

The two walked out of Baliang Street and walked on the street.

Along the way, I could always hear many drinkers in the taverns and diners in front of the food courts whispering.

Chen Shuijun quietly carved the Taibai Mountain Bandit Killing Manifesto on thirteen walls in Tianjing. By the time it was discovered by the government, the manifesto had already been spread among the people.

Aristocratic families have the right not to let others speak.

But it may not be easy to silence the people.

What's more... this is not Gulan Prefecture, but Xuantianjing.

Bai Jian followed Chen Zhian, but found that Chen Zhian took Beixian Street, which does not lead to East City.

"Mr. Chen, where are we going?" Bai Jian asked, panting.

Chen Zhian replied: "Go to Liuliju in the north city.

Since we are doing a play, we have to do it in its entirety.”

Liuliju...the courtyard of the Wang family in Xuantianjing.

What is Chen Zhian doing here?
Bai Jian was confused, but he didn't ask any more questions and just followed Chen Zhian to the North City.

Arriving at Tianling Street in the north city, Chen Zhian looked at this wide, clean, tree-lined street and actually felt a bit of sarcasm in his heart.

"Libra Street? What is being weighed? Is it the wealth of the Wang family?"

Chen Zhian's originally calm expression gradually changed, becoming gloomy and angry, with murderous intent surging in his eyes.

Bai Jian looked at Chen Zhian's sudden change in expression and sincerely praised Chen Zhian in his heart for his acting talent.

Bai Jian stayed at the entrance of Tianping Street, and a few silver needles quietly fell into Chen Zhian's long clothes.

In the void, there was a storm again, and the sound of cicadas could be heard again in the autumn, which made Chen Zhian feel quite peaceful.

Chen Zhian arrived in front of Liuliju. The gatekeeper of Liuliju and several specially dispatched guards saw Chen Zhian's outstanding temperament and handsome manners, and thought he was a young master from a big mansion, so they came forward to greet him and ask him about his good fortune.

Chen Zhian introduced himself and said, "I want to see Wang Yan."

The doorman hurried over to report, and soon a steward came out to greet him.

The steward brought Chen Zhian into Liuliju.

After noon, the clouds in the sky gradually thinned, and a sun appeared faintly in the clouds, emitting a dim light.

But even with the weak sunlight shining on the glazed tiles, the tiles still sparkle.

Each tile is carved with exquisite patterns, including auspicious clouds and galloping auspicious beasts.

Walking along the many glazed landscapes, you can see reliefs inlaid with white jade from time to time, which are extraordinary and luxurious to the extreme.

The Li family mansion can be described as extremely luxurious, but compared to this Liuli Residence, there is still a huge gap.

No wonder many aristocratic families and wealthy businessmen built their courtyards based on this Liuliju as a model.

But when Chen Zhian saw such a luxurious scene, his eyes remained calm, as if he was trying hard to suppress his anger.

The two arrived at another courtyard in Liuliju.

The sound of rippling water in the courtyard broke through the autumn sun. A spring of living water gushed out from the mouth of a brass toad. Mist rose up and enveloped the courtyard, making it look like a fairyland.

When Chen Zhian passed through the moon-shaped gate, he saw Wang Yan soaking in the hot spring, holding a wine cup in his hand and looking at Chen Zhian.

There was still a hint of gloom on his face, but also a hint of surprise.

"You are a rare visitor." Wang Yan said, "Chen Zhian, I am a little surprised that you came to see me.

I closed my eyes and thought for a long time, but I didn't know why you came to see me. "

As he spoke, he placed the wine glass in his hand on a table beside the pool, pointed to the hot spring in the courtyard and said, "This hot spring water is transported here from Lake Tai thousands of miles away using the first-class spiritual treasure [Warm Pot]. It is quite rare.

Soaking in this hot spring can relieve fatigue, nourish the body, and purify the soul...

Chen Zhian, you are a man of character, why not go down to the pool and take a dip."

Chen Zhian shook his head slightly, and the anger in his eyes seemed to be unable to be suppressed. He looked down at the hot spring and suddenly spoke...

""Taibai Mountain swears to kill Gulan Wang Yanxi"

The Wang family of Gulan has been a family of nobles for thirty generations. They have been blessed with a salary and a gift, and should have been loyal and virtuous to repay the heavens. However, Wang Yan, the direct descendant, is a wolf in nature and a snake in heart. He used the purple ribbon and tiger talisman to commit the evil of slaughtering the people! The green mountains of the thirteen peaks turned into scorched earth, and the smoke from the cooking of eight thousand households turned into phosphorous fire. He killed innocent people and took credit for his crimes. He offended the heavens and broke human ethics..."

"shut up!"

When Wang Yan heard Chen Zhian reciting that manifesto, his eyes suddenly filled with anger.

A violent aura burst out from his body, like a rainstorm tornado, sweeping towards Chen Zhian.

At the same time, in the center of the glass, several divine auras locked Chen Zhian tightly.

If Chen Zhian made any unusual movement, he would be killed immediately.

Chen Zhian squinted his eyes and saw an armchair not far away, facing the pool of water.

He was not afraid at all. He stepped forward and sat on the armchair with his horse and sword.

"Wang Yan, is what this manifesto says true?"

"Then Qingluan Peak, Huangmai Mountain... and the people living in the thirteen mountains, were all killed by you?" Chen Zhian asked angrily.

"Is this man sick?" Wang Yan frowned. He just wanted to give an order to kill Chen Zhian because he had no place to vent his anger.

But then he remembered the strong wind that blew at the gate of South City that day, the mist and sword energy flashing in the wind, and the several guests of Yuque of the Anguo Mansion who died under the sword energy...

"Chen Zhian dared to come to Liuliju alone. He is so confident. He must have someone to rely on."

He thought so in his heart, but sneered and said: "Chen Zhian, people in the capital always say that you also want to hold the seal.

What? You haven't even captured Lu Wujian yet, and you haven't become a person who inspects the noble families of the world, but you want to open your eyes to the people of the world?"

Wang Yan's words were filled with ridicule, "Why do you come to the Liuli Residence to question me?
You must not forget that you are just an eighth-rank Cheyilang. The eighth-rank honor does not have an actual job. In the eyes of my Wang family, such a person is just a slightly larger bug... Not even in the eyes of my Wang family's scholars.

You came to question me today, and it really made me laugh my ass off."

Chen Zhian's brows were knitted together, and his eyes were filled with anger.

He took a deep breath and suddenly said, "When I was a child in Sunan Prefecture, there was a woman selling candy figurines at the corner of Qihuang Street...

The woman was over sixty years old. Every time I passed by the street, she would give me a few pieces of candy man residue.

There was hope and smile in her eyes. Later...when my father went out, he would often entrust me to the old woman. "

Wang Yan didn't know why Chen Zhian suddenly talked about an unrelated woman, and the annoyance in his eyes became more and more intense.

Chen Zhian was unmoved: "The old woman told me that she originally had a daughter, but she fell in love with a man from Caokou in Sunan Prefecture, and they went to Qingluan Peak in the north together.

When she talked about this, there was always a lot of joy in her eyes. She said that although Qingluan Peak was a little poor, it was a place half away from the world, far away from the war, and the mountain people were self-sufficient and lived a very good life. "

As he spoke, he reached out his hand and found a yellowed piece of letter paper.

"This is a letter from the daughter of Qingluan Peak to her mother. For this letter, she walked hundreds of miles along the mountain road to the town at the foot of the mountain and asked a student to write the letter.

The letter mentioned that he missed his mother, and that he wanted to take his mother to Qingluan Peak... He also mentioned that he was living a very good life..."

"In addition to these, there is this sentence."

Chen Zhian looked down at the letter and said, "Recently, thick smoke has been coming out of two mountains in the south. I don't know why there was a fire.

Ah Lang went to graze his sheep and saw many soldiers riding horses on the two hills. They must be going to put out the fire.

Chen Zhian read this sentence carefully, put the letter away, and looked at Wang Yan with a flickering look in his eyes.

Later, the old woman never received any more letters from her daughter. Qingluan Peak encountered a disaster. It was said that bandits from Dali came and killed more than a dozen mountain dwellers. "

"Later, the old woman also jumped into the river and died... I went to her room to pay my respects and happened to see this letter again."

"Now that I think about it, the Dali bandits didn't go to the wealthy towns and kill the rich families, but went into the mountains and massacred so many mountain people. It's really unbelievable."

Chen Zhian's face was filled with anger: "After I came to Xuan Tianjing, someone told me that Chu Xiubai killed innocent people to take credit for his crimes and killed all the villagers in Black Stone Mountain.

Some people even swallowed charcoal noodles and wanted to kill Chu Xiubai."

"Master Wang...you are Chu Xiubai's cousin, and you are also a fifth-rank general.

Why don't you come and tell me... Is the manifesto written on Mount Taibai true or false?" Chen Zhian said coldly.

The ridicule in Wang Yan's eyes had disappeared, replaced by something even more incredible.

"So just because of an old woman selling candy figurines, you, Chen Zhian, dare to come to Liuliju and question me?"

Chen Zhian didn't answer, but just looked at him coldly.

Wang Yan also looked at Chen Zhian.

After more than ten breaths, a smile gradually appeared on his face, and his originally low laughter turned into a loud laugh.

"Chen Zhian, you are such a strange person." Wang Yan said, "You saw a few lines of words on Mount Taibai and a letter, and yet you dare to come and ask me.

Even if I ask you a reason, what can you do? Are you going to kill me?"

"What does the letter in your hand mean?"

He laughed non-stop, but his eyes were like ice in a cold pond, and he showed a bit of arrogance: "Chen Zhian, let me tell you why the saint and Prime Minister Song established the position of holding the seal.

That’s because in today’s Dayu, my aristocratic families are like mountains, suppressing the world and protecting the country of Dayu.

Even if I make some small mistakes sometimes, what does it matter? It's just a few months of contemplation."

Wang Yan's eyes were cold, but his tone gradually calmed down: "Since you want to know the truth, I might as well tell you.

Of those thirteen peaks, twelve were burned by Chu Xiubai and I, and those mountain dwellers were also killed by my soldiers!"

Chen Zhian's pupils shrank slightly.

The anger he had pretended to show on his face gradually turned into calmness.

He never thought that Wang Yan would casually admit the matter in front of others.

"But so what?" Wang Yan spread his arms and rested his elbows on the shore. Mist from the hot spring continued to rise, even covering his face, leaving only a pair of indifferent eyes.

"The aristocratic families are responsible for the empire of Dayu. The 800 million people of Dayu all rely on aristocratic families like us to avoid the disasters of war and live in peace.

But sometimes, they always have to pay something...

For example, some extremely powerful treasures need to absorb the blood of some living creatures before they can be completely refined.

We protect the world, and when we need these people, what can we do if we let them take on some responsibilities?"

Wang Yan spoke slowly.

He raised his head slightly, as if he was saying something that was a matter of course: "Do you think that only Chu Xiubai and I have done such a thing?
You thought this matter had remained secret and had never been exposed.

Now that there is that Taibai Mountain manifesto, will I be punished by the Fa?"

"You... think too simply."

The smile on Wang Yan’s face gradually became clearer: “Let me tell you the result of this matter.

If this matter becomes a big deal, I will hand in my resignation, and someone will personally escort me back to Gulan Mansion tomorrow.

The Dali Temple, the Ministry of Justice, and the Supervisory Office in the court would investigate the matter, drag it out for two or three years, and then close the case, saying only that it was a false accusation by Taibaishan.

This matter will end here, and all my Wang family has to pay is... just a few official positions, a few medicine mountains, and at most a few Yuque monks dispatched to the north!"

"I don't know who the old woman's daughter is, but I did see several young women crying in fear and having their heads chopped off on Qingluan Mountain."

"Chen Zhian, get lost! You don't even know what the word [Xuan Tian] in Xuan Tian Jing means. You are still too young now. When you are able to hold the seal and build your own team, I, Wang Yan, will naturally wait for you in Gu Lan Mansion to investigate this matter thoroughly!"

When Wang Yan finished speaking, he dropped one hand into the hot spring and scooped up a handful of hot spring water.

When he spread his five fingers, the hot spring water flowed through his fingers into the pool.

“In this world, many people’s lives are actually useless. They toil all their lives, but when they die, they are nothing but a body of poor bones. If they can play a role in the world, it is their greatest achievement.

You shouldn't feel wronged for that old lady or that woman.

You should be proud of them.”

Chen Zhian, who originally had an angry look on his face, now had no anger in his eyes, and even the murderous intent disappeared.

He stood up from the armchair, looked at Wang Yan deeply, and suddenly said, "Aren't you afraid that the Taibai Mountain heroes will kill you when you go to Gulan Mansion?"

Wang Yan laughed: "The Chu family of Nanhai has already investigated clearly that the fluctuation of vitality under the Seven Scriptures Mountain is nothing more than a group of people under the Yuque Xuanlou.

The mob just took advantage of the opportunity.

The manifestos in Xuantianjing were the same, except that they only contained the fluctuations of the true essence of Yuque Tianguan.

Everyone thought they didn't dare to come to Xuan Tianjing, but this gave them an opportunity."

"I hope that this time, they dare to come and kill me, so that I can have a good look at what kind of person the so-called Taibai Mountain's amazing general is."

Chen Zhian nodded slightly. He said no more and left Liuliju without saying a word.

He walked silently on the street, and Bai Jian followed behind him without knowing when, also silent.

Bai Jian had already heard all these words through inserting several silver needles into Chen Zhian's black clothes.

Walk two streets away.

There was murderous intent in Bai Jian's eyes, and he finally couldn't bear it anymore.

Chen Zhian turned around and shook his head at him.

Bai Jian suppressed the anger on his face, tilted his head to think for a while, and then asked: "Is the old woman on Qihuang Street and the woman who married to the north real?"

"It's fake." Chen Zhian said, "Just like that letter, I made it up."

He had a blank expression on his face. “But what Wang Yan said just now, about those women who were beheaded while screaming in fear, and the eight thousand heads of the thirteen mountains, are real.”

"What should we do now?" Bai Jian asked again.

Chen Zhian closed his eyes, and when he opened them again.

His eyes suddenly turned bloodshot, and he became angry and full of rage.

Unimaginable anger gathered in his eyes, even causing his body to tremble slightly and making him feel a little lost.

But his spirit remained calm.

"You go back to the East Street Courtyard first. I want to go to the Xie Family Courtyard to look for my kind and righteous Uncle Xie."

ps: There is another chapter before twelve o'clock.

(End of this chapter)