Chapter 476 - 269: Lightning-Fast Departure (Part 2)
Chapter 476: Chapter 269: Lightning-Fast Departure (Part 2)
He stepped into the grand hall, his eyes sweeping across the room, causing his brow to furrow:
"I wondered who it was, coming to the Taiheng Sect to spout nonsense, turns out it was Manor Master Wen...
"But I don’t know, what exactly did my Taiheng Sect do to offend you, Wen Fusheng, to provoke you to fight so fiercely at our sect?"
"Southern Ridge Iron Sword, Chen Zhengnan?"
Wen Fusheng squinted slightly upon seeing the newcomer:
"That’s a question you shouldn’t ask me. You should ask your fellow disciples, ask them what they’ve done."
Chen Zhengnan frowned deeply; he had arrived late and did not know the situation.
He only heard that Wen Fusheng was speaking disrespectfully in the Sword Pavilion. Although he had left the sect for many years, he had grown up in the Taiheng Sect. Hearing this, he naturally felt anger in his heart, leading him to retort.
But now, hearing Wen Fusheng’s words, could there be another hidden situation in this matter?
He couldn’t help but cast his gaze towards Ge Hong.
Ge Hong sighed:
"Your Junior Brother Li was killed, and the murderer has a deep connection with Manor Master Wen..."
With those words, he roughly explained the cause.
Chen Zhengnan was stunned:
"Junior Brother Li...is dead?"
"Dead."
Ge Hong’s eyes showed a hint of sorrow:
"Last night, you were a day late. Otherwise, you might have seen him one last time..."
Chen Zhengnan felt waves of unspeakable emotions in his heart.
Outside the Sword Pavilion, Ye Wanqiu, peering through the window slits, had eyes that sparkled with brilliance:
"He is the Southern Ridge Iron Sword, Chen Zhengnan!"
"What? You like older men?"
Lan Shuyi asked casually.
Ye Wanqiu mercilessly stomped on his foot, then coldly spoke:
"Tell me, if I challenge him, what are my chances of winning or losing?"
"Ten percent!"
Lan Shuyi quickly replied:
"Let go of my foot..."
Ye Wanqiu released her foot in surprise:
"You surprisingly have such discerning eyes, to see my potential?"
"I meant, Chen Zhengnan has a ten percent chance to win, and you have a ten percent chance to lose."
Ye Wanqiu said nothing, just gave Lan Shuyi a meaningful look. Lan Shuyi felt an inexplicable sense of danger from that gaze.
But he didn’t want to miss the scene unfolding inside the Sword Pavilion, so he bravely continued watching despite the tingling in his scalp.
After his daze, Chen Zhengnan looked at Wen Fusheng:
"Is what he said true?"
"Whether it’s true or false, who can say... Li Junmo might truly be dead, but the person who killed him might not be the one they claim."
Wen Fusheng sneered coldly:
"Without evidence, they try to convict someone. It’s truly laughable."
"If he didn’t kill, why would he fly into a rage and go on a killing spree in my Taiheng Sect?"
Ge Hong was momentarily enraged, as if the arrival of Chen Zhengnan had given him confidence, no longer subdued and meek:
"Zhengnan, last night that person massacred our Taiheng Sect disciples, two hundred and seventeen of them, in front of the Sword Pavilion!
"Tell me, how should this be accounted for?"
Chen Zhengnan glanced at Ge Hong but did not immediately reply. Instead, he asked Wen Fusheng:
"Who is that person?"
"Mad Saber... Third Young Master!"
Before Wen Fusheng could answer, Ge Hong had already spoken out Chu Qing’s name.
Chen Zhengnan suddenly turned back:
"Who did you say?"
"Third Young Master!"
Ge Hong was puzzled, having never heard that Chen Zhengnan, still relatively young, had trouble with his hearing.
Although Chen Zhengnan was now over fifty, to Ge Hong, he was indeed still a young man.
"That’s impossible!"
Chen Zhengnan decisively shook his head:
"Third Young Master is not that kind of person... If you’re saying he killed Li Junmo, do you have concrete evidence?"
"Guan Changying said it himself, could it be false?"
"Where is Guan Changying?"
Chen Zhengnan was furious:
"Make him come out! With such a commotion in front of the Sword Pavilion, why is this Young Sect Leader hiding behind others, afraid to face anyone?"
Ge Hong, hearing Chen Zhengnan’s tone, furrowed his brows:
"Zhengnan, what do you mean by this?"
"What do I mean? To rashly accuse someone of being the murderer, especially of Li Junmo.
"Shouldn’t the person who witnessed it clearly come out and explain everything he saw instead of relying solely on your retelling?"
Chen Zhengnan said coldly:
"What are the details of this? How did Third Young Master kill Li Junmo? Why did he attack? Did they have an old grudge, or is it a recent enmity?
"Have you figured out these questions?"
Ge Hong was momentarily speechless. These questions were indeed not clarified.
Seeing his expression, Chen Zhengnan could guess his thoughts, and he laughed in anger:
"So, you are concluding that Third Young Master killed Li Junmo just because of Guan Changying’s words...
"And last night, Third Young Master went on a killing spree, killing over two hundred Taiheng Sect disciples?
"I ask you, what did you do last night?"
"Nothing much..."
Wen Fusheng said chillingly:
"It was just taking advantage of Third Young Master’s absence to lead disciples to attack Third Young Master’s friends.
"When Third Young Master returned and saw this, he became furious, which led to the massacre.
"I reckon... during the siege, they weren’t lenient."
If they hadn’t truly infuriated him, how could he have taken such drastic actions?
Wen Fusheng believed he had some understanding of Chu Qing. Chu Qing was a man with a clear sense of justice and grudges. Calling him a hero might be an exaggeration, but he was ultimately kind-hearted.
He wouldn’t kill without reason.
But if the opposition harbored ill intentions and wanted to exterminate them, then his title "Mad Saber" was not purchased with money.
Such a formidable expert should not be lightly insulted?
The answer should be repaid with blood!
In other words, if Taiheng Sect falsely accused Chu Qing and even sent people to assault his friends, then no matter what Chu Qing did last night, it was Taiheng Sect’s own fault.
Chen Zhengnan took a deep breath:
"In this world, nothing goes beyond reason.
"If Li Junmo was truly killed by Third Young Master, then what you did last night is reasonable; a blood debt must be repaid in blood!
"But if Li Junmo...wasn’t killed by Third Young Master, if there’s a misunderstanding in this matter,
"Then to Third Young Master, you have unjustly attacked his companions without reason.
"No matter how many people died or what consequences ensued, it is your own doing!
"In my view, let this matter be put to an end for now. First, find out why exactly Li Junmo died and who was the murderer.
"If the result is clear, and it is indeed Third Young Master who did it, Taiheng Sect is not weaker than others; even if our martial arts are inferior, we still have some spirit!
"Otherwise... alas..."
With that, Chen Zhengnan sighed deeply.
"Zhengnan..."
Ge Hong suddenly spoke slowly:
"You have been away from Taiheng Sect for many years."
Chen Zhengnan was taken aback, then suddenly laughed:
"So, the affairs of Taiheng Sect are none of my business, is that it?"
Ge Hong did not reply.
His silence was an implicit acknowledgment.
Chen Zhengnan laughed coldly and was about to speak when he suddenly felt a gust of wind coming from outside the door.
In a trance, he saw a dark shadow wrapped in a lightning bolt, instantly reaching in front of Ge Hong.
Then, with a loud smack, Ge Hong was struck across the face and sent flying.
Everyone was stunned. Who was that person, and what just happened?
As they looked around, they saw the figure quickly circling twice inside the Sword Pavilion hall, then swiftly passing by Wen Fusheng’s side and heading straight out of the main hall.
Wen Fusheng’s heart stirred, and he hurriedly shouted:
"Stop right there!"
Saying this, he leaped to pursue.
Chen Zhengnan also wanted to chase after but suddenly noticed that where Ge Hong had been, there was now something on the ground.
It was round and wrapped in a piece of clothing, with wisps of blood seeping out from below.
His heart tightened, and he immediately opened the bundle, revealing a bald, round head inside.
The head’s mouth held a letter in its teeth.
Over there, Ge Hong was holding his face, climbing up from the ground, looking around blankly, not knowing who had slapped him.
Then he looked at Chen Zhengnan, then at the head, and was suddenly shocked:
"Zen Master Xingzhi..."
"Vajra Sect Xingzhi?"
Chen Zhengnan’s heart skipped a beat. Looking again at the letter, the envelope was addressed to "The Respected Members of Vajra Sect".