Bright Sword: Conquer the monk at the beginning and take down Zhou Weiguo

"Stop pretending!" The young man waved his hand, and several companions immediately rushed out from behind him, holding daggers and approaching Liu San. "All the evidence points to you for what happened last night, Liu San, don't even think about quibbling!"

Qin Cang paused, taking in the scene before him. The young man clearly harbored some deep hatred for Liu San, and his reference to "last night's events" seemed to hint at an unknown darkness behind this competition.

"You guys are crazy!" Liu San clenched the hilt of his sword, the anger on his face almost making him lose his mind. "I had no part in what happened last night!"

"The evidence is right in front of you, and you still want to deny it?" The young man sneered and waved his hand to signal his men to hand a piece of letter to Liu San.

A complex expression flashed across Liu San's eyes, but he still took the letter and opened it. After a moment, his expression grew even uglier. The contents of the letter were simply unimaginable. It was an accusatory letter, claiming that Liu San had broken into a secret room at a chamber of commerce late last night, poisoned a key figure, and left his knife and blood at the scene.

"This is... a frame-up!" Liu San roared angrily, "I haven't even been there! This is nothing but a conspiracy!"

However, the onlookers didn't readily believe him. The news spread quickly, and many were already skeptical. Liu San's reaction only heightened their suspicions. Who was behind this conspiracy, intent on taking advantage of it to eliminate him?

Qin Cang watched all this from a bystander's perspective, a trace of doubt welling up in his heart. Although Liu San had an eccentric personality, he didn't seem like someone who would do such a terrible thing. So, what was going on with this farce? Why choose this moment to push such a wronged person into the forefront?

For some reason, Qin Cang suddenly felt a strong urge in his heart - he wanted to find out the truth.

At this moment, the young man seemed to notice Qin Cang's gaze and suddenly turned his head, staring straight at him. "Who are you? Why are you standing here?" the young man asked in a low voice, with a hint of hostility in his tone.

"My name is Qin Cang, I'm just passing by." Qin Cang replied calmly, "But since the matter is so unclear, I also want to understand it."

"Understand?" The young man sneered, "If you dare to interfere in this matter, aren't you courting death?"

Qin Cang, however, didn't care at all, instead strengthening his resolve. "If I don't intervene, should I let an innocent person be charged with a crime that doesn't belong to him?"

Liu San looked at Qin Cang, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes. He didn't seem to expect anyone to speak up for him, and a flash of confusion and uneasiness passed through his eyes. Clearly, the situation was far beyond his control.

"Who are you?" Liu San asked in a low voice, his voice full of doubt.

"I just want to know the truth." Qin Cang looked straight into his eyes. "If you really haven't done anything like that, then I want to help you clear your name."

"Help me?" Liu San sneered, his eyes deep. "You may not be able to afford the price behind this."

However, Qin Cang did not back down. He firmly believed that the injustice would eventually be redressed, and the truth behind the conspiracy would sooner or later come to light.

Qin Cang frowned slightly, a flicker of alarm in his eyes. He glanced down, sensing the sudden surge of tension in the air. All eyes were focused on him and Liu San, while those mysterious figures stood silently around them, as if emerging from the ground. Qin Cang gripped his sword even tighter, his fingertips turning slightly white.

"It seems that someone doesn't want us to continue talking." Qin Cang said in a low voice, his eyes sweeping around, as if judging the enemy's movements.

Liu San's expression instantly grew grave, the anxiety in his eyes palpable. Though he remained calm on the surface, Qin Cang keenly sensed that his heart was already surging. He gripped the hilt of his sword tightly, his knuckles turning almost white, clearly suppressing an outburst of emotion.

"You don't have to help me." Liu San whispered, his voice hoarse, with a hint of fatigue and helplessness, "If this conspiracy has already begun, I'm afraid we've already fallen into a point of no return."

Qin Cang smiled slightly, his eyes firm, his determination unwavering: "Every path can be taken, the only choice is whether you and I are willing to take it. Since I have promised you, I will not give up easily."

Liu San's gaze lingered on Qin Cang's face for a moment, as if he saw an indescribable determination in his eyes. Although he knew the young man's determination was unshakable, a lingering doubt still lingered in his heart: "Are you really willing to help me? Do you know what these people represent?"

"I'm not afraid." Qin Cang said in a deep voice, a cold sharpness flashing in his eyes, "They can kill me, but they can't deprive me of my judgment and choice."

Liu San didn't say anything else, just nodded slightly. Although he was still filled with anxiety, at this moment, he felt a sense of inexplicable comfort. Perhaps it was because this young man gave him a glimmer of hope, even if it seemed slim, it was enough for him to see a glimmer of light in the darkness.

At this moment, the air around him suddenly became oppressive, and those mysterious figures slowly approached, as if they had already anticipated Qin Cang's decision. Qin Cang did not look back, but he knew that he was surrounded.

"How did you know?" Qin Cang said lightly, his eyes fixed on one of them. The man was tall and slender, with cold eyebrows and an unfathomable light flashing in his eyes.

The man smiled coldly: "You don't need to know too much. If you get involved in this matter, you are destined to not be able to leave peacefully."

Qin Cang raised his eyebrows. He didn't move, but his body unconsciously relaxed a little. The current situation seemed to have no way out, but he understood that only in the most dangerous moment could he find a real way out.

"Do you think you can easily deal with me?" Qin Cang asked in a low voice, his eyes gradually becoming sharper. "I'm warning you, if you don't leave now, don't blame me for being rude."

The man didn't answer, but simply raised his hand slightly, signaling the others behind him to step forward. At that moment, Qin Cang's keen perception caught the movements around him. He understood that their intention wasn't to truly engage him, but to use this situation to force Liu San into making a choice.

Qin Cang sneered inwardly. This level of threat was too shallow.

"Liu San," Qin Cang suddenly spoke, his tone calm and steady, "The only thing we can do now is to put pressure on these people. Are you ready?"