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Chu Yunsi cried for a while, and finally calmed down. She raised her hand to wipe her big red eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "Senior sister, I want to put an ice pack on my eyes so that they won't be swollen tomorrow morning and my father will notice something is wrong."

Xia Yuan hugged her tightly, patting the back of her head. "Don't be sad, Yun Si. Remember, everything your master did was for your own good. Besides, there are your senior brothers and sisters and your junior brother. We will always be a family."

Chu Yunsi buried her face in the crook of her neck and responded with a muffled sound.

The next morning, He Shi returned to the courtyard as usual, carrying large and small bags of food, just as Bai Yushen was going out to empty the water for washing his face.

"Hey, you're in good spirits! Heading out so early?"

Bai Yushen looked He Shi up and down. "Looking all happy, what good thing happened?"

He Shi rubbed the back of his hand against the corner of his flat mouth.

He wasn't smiling, so how could he look so happy?

"It's nothing, I guess I'm more energetic when I get up early. Third senior brother, go and call Master and senior sister to come for breakfast. I bought Lu's mutton flatbread from the south of the city, it won't be crispy if it's left out for too long."

"Okay, you go make some tea and get ready, I'll be right back."

After Bai Yushen finished speaking, he went back into the house, put down the basin, and left.

He Shi went into the kitchen, boiled water, and then took a plate to put sesame cakes and pumpkin steamed cakes. While he was busy, he suddenly laughed to himself, as if he had remembered something.

He chuckled twice, then realized it was inappropriate and quickly straightened his expression. A moment later, the corners of his mouth unconsciously curved upwards again.

The sun had just risen a sliver, and fiery clouds stretched across the horizon, drifting slowly in the biting cold wind.

The peaceful days in the small courtyard in the border town lasted for more than twenty days.

As the first month of the lunar calendar was drawing to a close, a letter requesting assistance was delivered to the desk of Tang Yu, the general of the Shuozhou army.

On the night of the Lantern Festival (January 15th), Suoyuan launched a surprise attack on the western pass of Mozhou, swiftly cutting off the border's food and supplies. His 50,000-strong army was trapped inside the city. After several failed attempts to break out, they had no choice but to request reinforcements from Shuozhou and Luojing, where large numbers of troops were stationed.

Because Shuozhou is adjacent to Mozhou, it received the request for help faster than Luojing.

General Tang urgently summoned the army's generals to discuss the matter.

After a group of people argued in the tent for more than an hour, a messenger, carrying the general's personal order, rode straight to the border town.

Meanwhile, the Linzhou Heyang School.

Inside the elegantly decorated study, Zhong Heshan held a thin book in his hand and looked at it.

After reading it, he closed the booklet, sighed with deep emotion, and looked at the expressionless man sitting to the side.

"Sect Leader Lou, your sect has truly suffered a devastating blow this time. The losses are so severe!"

Lou Jinyue leaned back in her chair, a murderous aura swirling between her brows, but a slight upturn at the corners of her mouth: "Sect Leader Zhong, you've seen the battle report. All the planning my Jingmen has done over the years, all the effort we've put in, even going so far as to cooperate with the Northern Rong while dealing with a tiger for its skin, has been destroyed in an instant, without even a ripple. The promise we made to the Northern Rong is also nowhere in sight. As an ally who has been hiding in the back all along, doing nothing but putting in the work, it's time for you to give me some advice."

Zhong Heshan placed the booklet on the table and looked up at the masked woman who had been standing quietly behind Lou Jinyue: "Sect Leader Lou, this matter is of great importance, this young lady..."

Lou Jinyue didn't even look up: "She can believe it, so go ahead and tell me."

Can you believe it?

Zhong Heshan sneered inwardly.

She's just a femme fatale; sooner or later, the man surnamed Lou will fall victim to this woman.

There is no one in this world he can trust except himself; he even kept it a secret from his own son.

He smiled and nodded, "That's good then."

Then we got to the point: "I see in this battle report that the person who wiped out the four camps in the north of the border city was a mysterious person. Although, because of Chu Zheng's funeral, almost all the major and minor sects in the martial arts world sent people to the border city, there are probably no more than three people in the whole world who can do this quietly in half a day. Chu Zheng is one, that old codger from the Sword Palace is one, and Gu Changyou, who disappeared in Mozhou many years ago, can also be considered one."

"But Chu Zheng is dead, Gu Changyou is missing, and the old man hasn't come down the mountain for nearly sixty years. So, does Sect Leader Lou have any guesses about this person's identity?"

Lou Jinyue laughed coldly: "Don't keep me in suspense. If I knew, would I be referring to him as a mysterious person?"

Zhong Heshan chuckled and said, enunciating each word clearly, "He, Wu, Ming."

Lou Jinyue paused for a moment before realizing who he was talking about, her brows furrowing slowly: "That nameless man?"

"good."

"impossible."

Lou Jinyue said decisively, her straight back slumping back into the chair. “Our informant has been keeping an eye on the funeral procession. This person left the procession in less than an hour. Even if he had wings and could fly, it would be impossible for him to travel between four camps in one morning. I believe the Heyang Sect also has people among them. Could it be that they were too busy crying over nothing to notice?”

A glint flashed in Zhong Heshan's eyes: "Then let me ask you one more question: besides her, can Sect Leader Lou think of anyone else? After all, the only traces of intrusion you found at the scene were those of only one person."

Lou Jinyue's smile faded slightly, and she remained silent for a moment.

Zhong Heshan continued, "Ever since we first saw this person at my son's wedding, we have been keeping a close eye on her. Her stealth skills are undetectable, and her lightness skills and attack moves are unpredictable. Most importantly, judging from her aura and movements, she is clearly an ordinary person without internal energy, but she is obviously not."

"He Wuming's whereabouts are a mystery and he is difficult to track. We can only rely on our disciples scattered in various places to keep an eye on him. Just recently, when the intelligence personnel in our sect met again to consolidate information, they suddenly discovered something very strange."

Zhong Heshan paused here, took a sip of tea, glanced at Lou Jinyue, and softened his tone: "He Wuming appeared in Yunzhou and Biancheng in just two days."

Lou Jinyue slowly sat up straight, her narrow eyes narrowing: "Sect Leader Zhong, is this information accurate?"

"allow."

Zhong Heshan swirled his teacup. "Although we don't know the reason behind it, this information is definitely accurate."

The study fell silent for a moment.

After a moment, Lou Jinyue digested this unbelievable event, her expression returned to calm, and her tone was indifferent, as if she were joking: "If this is true, then this He Wuming might actually be a reclusive immortal from some sacred mountain. Sect Leader Zhong, are you planning to make a move against the immortal?"

Zhong Heshan sighed: "I have struggled for half my life to protect the vast business of the Heyang Sect. But now there are fewer and fewer people in the martial arts world who recognize it as the leader of the ten sects. I have to work harder so that I won't be laughed at by the former sect leader a hundred years from now."

At this point, a ruthless glint flashed in his eyes, and he said in a low voice, "Whether she is a fairy or a demon, I want to give it a try. Sect Leader Lou, do you want to avenge your sect's elites?"