Chapter 742 - 742 Recognition, Ghost Clan's Birthmark (2)
742 Recognition, Ghost Clan’s Birthmark (2)
The imperial guard said, “In the dungeon.”
When the imperial guards saw him holding the Helian family’s token, they politely pointed the way for him.
Yu Wan touched her chin. Jiang Hai was here to look for the State Preceptor?
“Ah—”
Before Yu Wan could react, she was pulled by Asura and flew to the prison.
When Yu Wan entered the prison, she had already been blown into a bird’s nest. She silently spat out the leaf that had flown into her mouth.
Can you say something before you take off next time?
The prison was quite tightly guarded, but as long as one held the Helian family’s token, they could enter everywhere. It was not strange when they thought about it. The Helian family was loyal to the Emperor to begin with, and they had a marriage alliance with the Eldest Princess. On the day of the duel, they even mobilized “Asura” and made a great contribution. Not to mention the imperial guards, even the commoners regarded the Helian family as their great benefactor.
When Jiang Hai arrived at the cell where the State Preceptor was imprisoned, someone had arrived earlier than him.
This person was none other than the State Preceptor’s eldest disciple, Wan Feng.
The State Preceptor had committed such a serious crime that the entire State Preceptor Hall was implicated. Yu Wan came forward to protect Wan Feng immediately.
The State Preceptor did not have the previous extraordinary bearing. He sat on the dilapidated mat in tattered clothes. Wan Feng knelt in front of him with tears in his eyes and cried sadly, “Master… I’m sorry… I… I never thought it would be like this…”
He did not expect the State Preceptor to end up like this. He did not expect such a terrifying collusion between the State Preceptor Hall and the Empress. He just did not want the State Preceptor to harm Yu Wan, but he had no intention of killing him.
He was his master. He had always understood.
The State Preceptor sighed haggardly. “I don’t blame you. Get up.”
That woman could only blame herself for lying to him and his master, causing everyone to become chess pieces in her hands. Back then, before his master died, he had reminded him repeatedly—I can let you sit on the position of the State Preceptor, but you have to swear that you will be loyal to the Empress and the Princess for the rest of your life!
He was loyal.
But what was the outcome? The master and disciple pair lived as the biggest joke in Nanzhao.
“I was wrong, Master… I… I shouldn’t have disobeyed you…” If he had known that he would kill his master, he shouldn’t have been saved when he fell down drunk in the Fifth Prince Manor of the Great Zhou. “Why didn’t I fall to my death? If I died, there wouldn’t be so many things?”
The State Preceptor said earnestly, “I’m glad she saved you, and I’m also glad that you’ve always been grateful to her.”
Always? In that case… Master knew everything he did?
“Master, you…”
“Why didn’t I punish you?”
Wan Feng lowered his head.
Actually, he had understood that his weight in his master’s heart was different from other disciples since he was young. His master doted on him very much. Perhaps it was because he was certain of this that he was so fearless as to “betray” his master.
The State Preceptor sighed. “I’m afraid it’ll be very difficult for me to see you in the future.”
Wan Feng cried, “Master, don’t say that. I’ll beg Commandery Princess Wan to let you go!”
The State Preceptor grabbed him. “No, favors have to be used wisely. Don’t waste them in unnecessary places.”
Wan Feng burst into tears. “Master!”
The State Preceptor let go. “It’s time to tell you about your background.”
“Background?” Wan Feng’s cries stopped. “Master, I… I can’t be your illegitimate son, right?”
“Ahem!” The State Preceptor choked. “What nonsense are you talking about?”
“Oh.” Wan Feng was disappointed. “Then why are you so good to me? Do you know? That’s what my senior brothers and junior brothers said in private. They said that you’re my father, that’s why you’ve always indulged me. That time, when Nangong Li wanted to punish me, didn’t you not let him punish me?”
Wan Feng had also thought that the State Preceptor might be his biological father. Since he was his biological father, there was nothing wrong with tricking him.
If the State Preceptor knew that Wan Feng had “betrayed” him with the intention of tricking him, he would probably vomit three liters of blood on the spot.
The State Preceptor did not answer Wan Feng’s question immediately. Instead, he glanced at him from the corner of his eye and said, “Since you’re already here, stop standing there. If you want to hear it, listen together. I know you’re here to look for me.”
Yu Wan almost left. Soon, she realized that the State Preceptor was very likely talking about Jiang Hai.
Jiang Hai walked over indifferently.
Wan Feng looked at him in shock. “Big Brother Jiang?”
Jiang Hai bent down and entered the cell.
The State Preceptor looked at him and said, “The first time I saw you, I actually didn’t notice that your eyebrows were very familiar. However, when you were searching for the Saintess and the sorcerer’s handwritten letter in the Myriad Book Pavilion, you were looking for something else. I guessed who you were here for.”