An Yuan was shocked. “Insult… You?”
Lu Baibi and Lu Qingqian were so confident and certain that they didn’t even know they’d said anything wrong.
Han Changsheng’s cracked composure had completely shattered. “You’re joking again… Don’t scare people like that. It’s naughty.” His persuasion was so low that even he, himself, couldn’t believe it. If An Yuan could be fooled, the Dog Lord’s IQ was also very worrying.
Unexpectedly, An Yuan was stunned, yet his expression soon returned to normal. “Oh? Is that a joke, too? Brother Qing and brother Bai are really interesting people.”
Han Changsheng: “…”
The disciple was still shivering, but he looked a little dazed. Was it a joke? Or was it true? Regardless, the dart was real.
The Dog Lord didn’t pursue what they said, which was good for Han Changsheng. He didn’t dare look at the Dog Lord’s expression.
Turning to the unlucky guy, he said, “Tell me what you know about Elder Xianyue from beginning to end.”
Han Changsheng didn’t notice there was a light in the Dog Lord’s eyes, making everyone else wonder. It was gone in a flash.
The unlucky guy swallowed his saliva and spoke with a trembling voice, “I really don’t know much. That night, a disciple went to look for Elder Xianyue. The elder wasn’t in his room, and he never came back. The headmaster was uneasy, so he sent someone to look for him. As a result, they found the elder’s body in the pine forest outside the city, and the Mingyue sword script was gone.”
“Someone saw that it was the work of the demonic cult?” An Yuan asked.
The wretch shook his head. “No, no.”
Again, An Yuan asked, “Why did you say he died at the hands of the demonic cult?”
The unlucky guy said, “Other than the demonic cult, who could do it?”
Lu Baibi laughed again, while Lu Qingqian pouted and stared.
Han Changsheng asked, “How many people in your sect have the Mingyue sword script?”
The unlucky guy hesitated for a while, as if he didn’t want to say anything. Lu Qingqian took out his dart to play.
With a mournful look on his face, the disciple said, “Elder Xianyue is the Elder scroll keeper of our Mingyue Sect. They keep the sword script. In addition, only the leader has a copy.”
“Then,” An Yuan said, “How many people in your sect are qualified to have contact with the Mingyue sword script?”
“The Mingyue sword script is the highest sword script in our school,” The disciple said, “There are 108 moves in total, and you can learn nine new moves every three years. Only those who have been studying the book for over 36 years can learn the whole script. Just the elders and a few disciples have learned it all.”
Lu Baibi laughed. “The right way of the Wulin is unreasonable.”
Han Changsheng: “…”
The unlucky guy trembled again. “You, you are not of the righteous…”
Han Changsheng just wanted to take off his socks and stuff them into Lu Baibi and Lu Qingqian’s mouths! He ran into An Yuan’s inquiring eyes and immediately explained, “We are all wandering vigilantes of the Jianghu. Sometimes we jokingly call other schools the right way of the Wulin.”
An Yuan smiled. “I understand. It’s a joke again.”
Han Changsheng laughed.
In fact, he agreed with Lu Baibi. The righteous people of the Wulin always liked to hide and refuse to teach things to their disciples. The elders were afraid the disciples would surpass them, or that they wouldn’t be able to make use of them once they learned more.
The attitude of self-respect made once brilliant Wulin sects degenerate day by day, making one generation inferior to the other.
In contrast, in the Tianning Cult there were such rules. Everyone could learn what they wanted, and their accomplishments depended on their own abilities.
An Yuan said, “That is to say, you have no evidence to say that Elder Xianyue was killed by the demonic cult?”
The unlucky disciple didn’t dare to speak ill of the demonic cult, so he quickly nodded.
Again, An Yuan asked, “Did Elder Xianyue do wrong by anyone in his daily life?”
The disciple swallowed his saliva and turned his eyes. “No, no!”
Seeing that he was lacking in confidence, Han Changsheng patted his face. “Just be honest, don’t be afraid. Tell us what you know. We won’t hurt you.”
Lu Baibi pulled out his sword from its scabbard. “Cut his two fingers first, then ask. Otherwise, he won’t know how powerful we are.”
Han Changsheng immediately turned to An Yuan, who smiled and said, “I know, joking, you don’t have to explain.”
It was no matter whether they were really joking or not. Although three of the four were kind-hearted, there was a saying that people couldn’t look good. You could only judge someone based on how they acted. He had to be honest and say, “Although Elder Xianyue was a good person, he was more rigid and serious toward others. Sometimes he offended people…”
“Oh?” An Yuan raised his eyebrows.
Immediately, Han Changsheng asked, “Who did he offend?”
“What are you going to do?!” The unlucky man demanded.
With a smile, Han Changsheng asked, “Isn’t it a good thing to help you discover Elder Xianyue’s murderer?”
The unlucky guy couldn’t speak.
“So,” Han Changsheng said, “Who did Elder Xianyue offend?”
The unlucky guy hesitated for a long time. Even with Lu Baibi and Lu Qingqian threatening him, he couldn’t speak.
“You won’t say,” Han Changsheng said, “It seems that there are more than a few people that Elder Xianyue offended on an ordinary basis?”
Looking at the unlucky man panicking, he asked, “And those people are all from Mingyue Sect, your own sect? That’s why you can’t say it?”
The unlucky man’s eyes turned more and more clouded. “Who, who said, you talk nonsense!”
Although they were hidden behind the grass, there were still people walking not far away. It was best not to disturb them. This wasn’t the best place for questioning.
Han Changsheng said, “Take him away first, and find a place where no one will interrupt our interrogation. For the time being, it’s not easy to let him go back. If he tells the Mingyue Sect what happened, it’ll be a matter of life and death.”
The four people tied up the Mingyue disciple, but it was difficult to transport him away. It was too eye-catching. Han Changsheng flicked the unlucky man’s voice acupuncture point and glanced around the crowd.
Choosing An Yuan, he said, “You, go to the inn. Book two vacant rooms, and we will bring him over.”
An Yuan smiled. “Why doesn’t brother Hua go by himself? I want the opportunity to connect with brother Qing and brother Bai, so we can have a relationship.”
This was exactly what Han Changsheng feared. Quickly, he said, “No, no. It’s better for you to go. It is not good to build relationships in this short period of time .”
An Yuan spoke up again, “Why don’t you let brother Qing and brother Bai go? Don’t you believe in their abilities?”
Lu Baibi and Li Qingqian were stunned at once.
Han Changsheng almost broke a silver tooth.
This green tea dog! How come I didn’t find this guy wilting before!
He really didn’t believe in Lu Baibi’s and Lu Qingqian’s abilities to handle affairs. What would they do if those two smashed the inn?! What’s more, he wanted to send An Yuan away. He had to educate his left and right Dharma protectors.
Seeing that Han Changsheng was determined not to give in, An Yuan wasn’t too embarrassed and smiled. “I’m also joking. I’ll go first.”
As soon as An Yuan left, Han Changsheng was relieved. He sealed the unlucky man’s hearing acupoint, making him deaf and mute for the time being.
With a pouting face, Lu Qingqian mumbled, “Master, who is that guy? You’ve been with him for months!”
Han Changsheng stared at them and flicked his finger on their foreheads. “Didn’t I tell you not to expose my identity? Can’t you think more before you talk?”
Lu Baibi held up his head and said, “Why should I hide your identity? Why do you hide your name when you’re so wise and powerful?”
Han Changsheng flicked his forehead again, and Lu Baibi covered his head while sobbing, aggrieved.
Han Changsheng said, “I have a big plot! You almost ruined it! If you do this to me again, I will not want you to be my protector!”
At the same time, Lu Baibi and Lu Qingqian were shocked. Bitterly, they cried, “Head, is it true that An Yuan said you changed your mind several months ago? Is it true you don’t like us anymore?”
Lu Baibi grabbed Han Changsheng’s shirt as Lu Qingqian grabbed his sleeve. Their indignant faces flooded with tears.
Helplessly, Han Changsheng said, “Don’t listen to his nonsense. You’re the two I attach the most importance to. How can I not like you? I’m just playing with him. It’s really for my big plot to change the position of the Wulin. So, you have to help me. Don’t dismantle my plans anymore.”
Touching their heads, he asked gently, “Don’t you believe me?”
Lu Baibi and Lu Qingqian looked at each other and slowly released Han Changsheng’s clothes.
After a while, An Yuan came back from the inn. Han Changsheng picked up the unlucky disciple’s clothes, casually changed them, put a mask on his face, and brought him to the inn. No one noticed him on the way.
After entering the inn, they were about to go upstairs, when they heard a round of laughter. A figure glad in red came down the stairs, a beautiful young woman. Then, a fat man in green struggled to catch up with her. He gasped and squinted, “Beautiful, don’t hide. Come to this brother’s side.”
It shocked Han Changsheng. Unfortunately, he met another acquaintance here!
The woman ran downstairs. When she passed An Yuan and Han Changsheng, she gave them a hand. “Two younger brothers, please let me through.”
An Yuan immediately stepped aside.
The woman in red looked at Lu Baibi and Lu Qingqian longer as she passed by. She ran two more steps, then changed her mind. She stopped, looked at Lu Qingqian, and said, “Ah! It’s you!”
The woman was no one but Zheng Feng-er, the leader of the Fufeng stronghold, who Han Changsheng cured with a single smack.
The fat man in green chased her down, pulled Zheng Feng-er in his arms, and smiled. “Beauty, did you let me catch you?”
Looking back at Lu Baibi and Lu Qingqian, the man’s eyes brightened. “Oh, these two little Langjun are really cute, are they your biological brothers?” Speaking of reaching out, he had to touch Lu Baibi’s face.
“Pat!”
Han Changsheng slapped the fat man’s hand and stood in front of Lu Baibi and Lu Qingqian, scared out of cold sweat.
He wasn’t shielding his left and right protectors, but the fat man. The man dared to say that Xiaoqing and Xiaobai were cute, and also, he wanted to touch them. If Han Changsheng had moved even a little slower, the fat man’s hand might’ve been chopped off.
The fat man frowned and shook his wounded hand. “This young man is also good-looking. How can he be so grumpy?”
Lu Qingqian and Lu Baibi, one touching the hilt of his knife and the other touching the darts in his sleeve, were already murderous.
Zheng Feng-er narrowed her eyes and pushed away the fat man, a smile on her lips. “Mr. Zhu, please go upstairs and wait for me. I’m with my friends, I’ll come up to you after two words.”
“What friends? I can’t listen to your conversation?” The fat man surnamed Zhu asked.
Zheng Feng-er moved to his ear and murmured. The fat man laughed so hard he couldn’t see his own teeth. His saliva quickly fell down his chin. Touching Zheng Feng-er’s waist, he said, “I’ll go up first. Come back soon.”
When the fat man turned around, Zheng Feng-er sneered at his back, then turned to face Han Changsheng and the rest. Her face became very respectful. “This lowly one greets these several young masters.”
An Yuan arched his hand and said, “I’m An Yuan, the disciple of the Yuehua Sect. Dare I ask your name?”
“An Yuan?” Zheng Feng-er asked in shock.
“None such under heaven, you are tragic beyond comparison in this world. You are the most handsome An Yuan, who is unparalleled in the world?! My goddess, what happened to your face? Who beat you like this?” She rushed to hold An Yuan’s face in heartache. “Jealousy! It must be! Tell me who made you this way, and I will avenge you!”
Han Changsheng squeezed his fists and grinned grimly.
Translator(s): Empress
TL Check: Teo
Editor(s): Nadialuxxor
Proofer(s): Dark
Footnotes:
Langjun: my husband and master (archaic), playboy of a rich family or pimp.
An Yuan was shocked. “Insult… You?”
Lu Baibi and Lu Qingqian were so confident and certain that they didn’t even know they’d said anything wrong.
Han Changsheng’s cracked composure had completely shattered. “You’re joking again… Don’t scare people like that. It’s naughty.” His persuasion was so low that even he, himself, couldn’t believe it. If An Yuan could be fooled, the Dog Lord’s IQ was also very worrying.
Unexpectedly, An Yuan was stunned, yet his expression soon returned to normal. “Oh? Is that a joke, too? Brother Qing and brother Bai are really interesting people.”
Han Changsheng: “…”
The disciple was still shivering, but he looked a little dazed. Was it a joke? Or was it true? Regardless, the dart was real.
The Dog Lord didn’t pursue what they said, which was good for Han Changsheng. He didn’t dare look at the Dog Lord’s expression.
Turning to the unlucky guy, he said, “Tell me what you know about Elder Xianyue from beginning to end.”
Han Changsheng didn’t notice there was a light in the Dog Lord’s eyes, making everyone else wonder. It was gone in a flash.
The unlucky guy swallowed his saliva and spoke with a trembling voice, “I really don’t know much. That night, a disciple went to look for Elder Xianyue. The elder wasn’t in his room, and he never came back. The headmaster was uneasy, so he sent someone to look for him. As a result, they found the elder’s body in the pine forest outside the city, and the Mingyue sword script was gone.”
“Someone saw that it was the work of the demonic cult?” An Yuan asked.
The wretch shook his head. “No, no.”
Again, An Yuan asked, “Why did you say he died at the hands of the demonic cult?”
The unlucky guy said, “Other than the demonic cult, who could do it?”
Lu Baibi laughed again, while Lu Qingqian pouted and stared.
Han Changsheng asked, “How many people in your sect have the Mingyue sword script?”
The unlucky guy hesitated for a while, as if he didn’t want to say anything. Lu Qingqian took out his dart to play.
With a mournful look on his face, the disciple said, “Elder Xianyue is the Elder scroll keeper of our Mingyue Sect. They keep the sword script. In addition, only the leader has a copy.”
“Then,” An Yuan said, “How many people in your sect are qualified to have contact with the Mingyue sword script?”
“The Mingyue sword script is the highest sword script in our school,” The disciple said, “There are 108 moves in total, and you can learn nine new moves every three years. Only those who have been studying the book for over 36 years can learn the whole script. Just the elders and a few disciples have learned it all.”
Lu Baibi laughed. “The right way of the Wulin is unreasonable.”
Han Changsheng: “…”
The unlucky guy trembled again. “You, you are not of the righteous…”
Han Changsheng just wanted to take off his socks and stuff them into Lu Baibi and Lu Qingqian’s mouths! He ran into An Yuan’s inquiring eyes and immediately explained, “We are all wandering vigilantes of the Jianghu. Sometimes we jokingly call other schools the right way of the Wulin.”
An Yuan smiled. “I understand. It’s a joke again.”
Han Changsheng laughed.
In fact, he agreed with Lu Baibi. The righteous people of the Wulin always liked to hide and refuse to teach things to their disciples. The elders were afraid the disciples would surpass them, or that they wouldn’t be able to make use of them once they learned more.
The attitude of self-respect made once brilliant Wulin sects degenerate day by day, making one generation inferior to the other.
In contrast, in the Tianning Cult there were such rules. Everyone could learn what they wanted, and their accomplishments depended on their own abilities.
An Yuan said, “That is to say, you have no evidence to say that Elder Xianyue was killed by the demonic cult?”
The unlucky disciple didn’t dare to speak ill of the demonic cult, so he quickly nodded.
Again, An Yuan asked, “Did Elder Xianyue do wrong by anyone in his daily life?”
The disciple swallowed his saliva and turned his eyes. “No, no!”
Seeing that he was lacking in confidence, Han Changsheng patted his face. “Just be honest, don’t be afraid. Tell us what you know. We won’t hurt you.”
Lu Baibi pulled out his sword from its scabbard. “Cut his two fingers first, then ask. Otherwise, he won’t know how powerful we are.”
Han Changsheng immediately turned to An Yuan, who smiled and said, “I know, joking, you don’t have to explain.”
It was no matter whether they were really joking or not. Although three of the four were kind-hearted, there was a saying that people couldn’t look good. You could only judge someone based on how they acted. He had to be honest and say, “Although Elder Xianyue was a good person, he was more rigid and serious toward others. Sometimes he offended people…”
“Oh?” An Yuan raised his eyebrows.
Immediately, Han Changsheng asked, “Who did he offend?”
“What are you going to do?!” The unlucky man demanded.
With a smile, Han Changsheng asked, “Isn’t it a good thing to help you discover Elder Xianyue’s murderer?”
The unlucky guy couldn’t speak.
“So,” Han Changsheng said, “Who did Elder Xianyue offend?”
The unlucky guy hesitated for a long time. Even with Lu Baibi and Lu Qingqian threatening him, he couldn’t speak.
“You won’t say,” Han Changsheng said, “It seems that there are more than a few people that Elder Xianyue offended on an ordinary basis?”
Looking at the unlucky man panicking, he asked, “And those people are all from Mingyue Sect, your own sect? That’s why you can’t say it?”
The unlucky man’s eyes turned more and more clouded. “Who, who said, you talk nonsense!”
Although they were hidden behind the grass, there were still people walking not far away. It was best not to disturb them. This wasn’t the best place for questioning.
Han Changsheng said, “Take him away first, and find a place where no one will interrupt our interrogation. For the time being, it’s not easy to let him go back. If he tells the Mingyue Sect what happened, it’ll be a matter of life and death.”
The four people tied up the Mingyue disciple, but it was difficult to transport him away. It was too eye-catching. Han Changsheng flicked the unlucky man’s voice acupuncture point and glanced around the crowd.
Choosing An Yuan, he said, “You, go to the inn. Book two vacant rooms, and we will bring him over.”
An Yuan smiled. “Why doesn’t brother Hua go by himself? I want the opportunity to connect with brother Qing and brother Bai, so we can have a relationship.”
This was exactly what Han Changsheng feared. Quickly, he said, “No, no. It’s better for you to go. It is not good to build relationships in this short period of time .”
An Yuan spoke up again, “Why don’t you let brother Qing and brother Bai go? Don’t you believe in their abilities?”
Lu Baibi and Li Qingqian were stunned at once.
Han Changsheng almost broke a silver tooth.
This green tea dog! How come I didn’t find this guy wilting before!
He really didn’t believe in Lu Baibi’s and Lu Qingqian’s abilities to handle affairs. What would they do if those two smashed the inn?! What’s more, he wanted to send An Yuan away. He had to educate his left and right Dharma protectors.
Seeing that Han Changsheng was determined not to give in, An Yuan wasn’t too embarrassed and smiled. “I’m also joking. I’ll go first.”
As soon as An Yuan left, Han Changsheng was relieved. He sealed the unlucky man’s hearing acupoint, making him deaf and mute for the time being.
With a pouting face, Lu Qingqian mumbled, “Master, who is that guy? You’ve been with him for months!”
Han Changsheng stared at them and flicked his finger on their foreheads. “Didn’t I tell you not to expose my identity? Can’t you think more before you talk?”
Lu Baibi held up his head and said, “Why should I hide your identity? Why do you hide your name when you’re so wise and powerful?”
Han Changsheng flicked his forehead again, and Lu Baibi covered his head while sobbing, aggrieved.
Han Changsheng said, “I have a big plot! You almost ruined it! If you do this to me again, I will not want you to be my protector!”
At the same time, Lu Baibi and Lu Qingqian were shocked. Bitterly, they cried, “Head, is it true that An Yuan said you changed your mind several months ago? Is it true you don’t like us anymore?”
Lu Baibi grabbed Han Changsheng’s shirt as Lu Qingqian grabbed his sleeve. Their indignant faces flooded with tears.
Helplessly, Han Changsheng said, “Don’t listen to his nonsense. You’re the two I attach the most importance to. How can I not like you? I’m just playing with him. It’s really for my big plot to change the position of the Wulin. So, you have to help me. Don’t dismantle my plans anymore.”
Touching their heads, he asked gently, “Don’t you believe me?”
Lu Baibi and Lu Qingqian looked at each other and slowly released Han Changsheng’s clothes.
After a while, An Yuan came back from the inn. Han Changsheng picked up the unlucky disciple’s clothes, casually changed them, put a mask on his face, and brought him to the inn. No one noticed him on the way.
After entering the inn, they were about to go upstairs, when they heard a round of laughter. A figure glad in red came down the stairs, a beautiful young woman. Then, a fat man in green struggled to catch up with her. He gasped and squinted, “Beautiful, don’t hide. Come to this brother’s side.”
It shocked Han Changsheng. Unfortunately, he met another acquaintance here!
The woman ran downstairs. When she passed An Yuan and Han Changsheng, she gave them a hand. “Two younger brothers, please let me through.”
An Yuan immediately stepped aside.
The woman in red looked at Lu Baibi and Lu Qingqian longer as she passed by. She ran two more steps, then changed her mind. She stopped, looked at Lu Qingqian, and said, “Ah! It’s you!”
The woman was no one but Zheng Feng-er, the leader of the Fufeng stronghold, who Han Changsheng cured with a single smack.
The fat man in green chased her down, pulled Zheng Feng-er in his arms, and smiled. “Beauty, did you let me catch you?”
Looking back at Lu Baibi and Lu Qingqian, the man’s eyes brightened. “Oh, these two little Langjun are really cute, are they your biological brothers?” Speaking of reaching out, he had to touch Lu Baibi’s face.
“Pat!”
Han Changsheng slapped the fat man’s hand and stood in front of Lu Baibi and Lu Qingqian, scared out of cold sweat.
He wasn’t shielding his left and right protectors, but the fat man. The man dared to say that Xiaoqing and Xiaobai were cute, and also, he wanted to touch them. If Han Changsheng had moved even a little slower, the fat man’s hand might’ve been chopped off.
The fat man frowned and shook his wounded hand. “This young man is also good-looking. How can he be so grumpy?”
Lu Qingqian and Lu Baibi, one touching the hilt of his knife and the other touching the darts in his sleeve, were already murderous.
Zheng Feng-er narrowed her eyes and pushed away the fat man, a smile on her lips. “Mr. Zhu, please go upstairs and wait for me. I’m with my friends, I’ll come up to you after two words.”
“What friends? I can’t listen to your conversation?” The fat man surnamed Zhu asked.
Zheng Feng-er moved to his ear and murmured. The fat man laughed so hard he couldn’t see his own teeth. His saliva quickly fell down his chin. Touching Zheng Feng-er’s waist, he said, “I’ll go up first. Come back soon.”
When the fat man turned around, Zheng Feng-er sneered at his back, then turned to face Han Changsheng and the rest. Her face became very respectful. “This lowly one greets these several young masters.”
An Yuan arched his hand and said, “I’m An Yuan, the disciple of the Yuehua Sect. Dare I ask your name?”
“An Yuan?” Zheng Feng-er asked in shock.
“None such under heaven, you are tragic beyond comparison in this world. You are the most handsome An Yuan, who is unparalleled in the world?! My goddess, what happened to your face? Who beat you like this?” She rushed to hold An Yuan’s face in heartache. “Jealousy! It must be! Tell me who made you this way, and I will avenge you!”
Han Changsheng squeezed his fists and grinned grimly.
Translator(s): Empress
TL Check: Teo
Editor(s): Nadialuxxor
Proofer(s): Dark
Footnotes:
Langjun: my husband and master (archaic), playboy of a rich family or pimp.