Jiang Feng felt a bit uneasy with these inexplicable looks, but he was all ears listening attentively.
"Not at all, don’t you have anything to say?"
"Should I have sothing to say?"
"Aren’t you supposed to loudly argue back? Or scold loudly, saying sothing like ’We people from the Central Plains are all righteous warriors’? And then maybe label with sothing?"
Staring contest.
In a way, these two got along pretty well, which made sense considering there was only a year’s difference between them.
"...Are you a masochist?"
His mouth twitched, and seeing Cen Yueyue’s baffled expression, he didn’t dare to explain what that ant.
He found a spot to sit down, a picture of patience.
"Miss Cen, I may look young, and maybe I’m too casual most of the ti, but that doesn’t an I’m truly childish, nor does it an I’m brainless."
"War is written by the victors. As long as you have a strong fist, whatever you say is right, and I wasn’t involved, how should I know what happened twenty years ago?"
"Everyone thinks they’re in the right. If you ask in Shuangfeng City, they’ll surely say it was you people from the Southern Border who coveted the Central Plains and started trouble, only to have your wild ambitions exposed and be crushingly defeated in the end, fleeing in panic."
"If I ask so random person from the Southern Border, they’ll definitely say that the Central Plains power, not content with a vast territory already, wants to reach even further, biting off more than they can chew."
"The Gu Poison incident this ti was initiated by your Southern Border folks, wasn’t it? Coming to Shuangfeng City and behaving recklessly, even using human lives to cultivate this Xu Huoyao, isn’t it the sa in reverse?"
"Anyway, I don’t believe these cultivators from Shuangfeng City will behave themselves once they get to the Southern Border; they wouldn’t even believe it themselves."
"Any person they et, isn’t it just looking for a way to invite death? Saying ’offspring of Evil Spirits’, then self-righteously killing people, even feeling like doing a favor for heaven after killing the common people."
"When war breaks out, it’s the common people who suffer. Don’t worry, I can judge for myself, just keep talking about Xu Huoyao."
He gestured invitingly.
Shocked.
She had thought Jiang Feng might be different from ordinary people, but she had never expected such a unique perspective, never seeing anyone consider the relationship between the two sides with such calm.
Cultivators from the Central Plains are mostly prejudiced against the Southern Border, especially those around Shuangfeng City, who regard them as heathens. Many people will speak groundless tales, pinning the bla for starting the war entirely on the Southern Border.
Simply put, whenever there’s trouble in Shuangfeng City, it must be the snitches doing.
And the cause is the loss twenty years ago.
She gave the young man an odd look, cleared her throat, and the girl continued, "During the ti my uncle stayed at the frontier, he happened upon a child in the upheaval of war."
"This child, orphaned by the war, wandered begging for food. My uncle saw him and took pity, taking him in and giving him a al."
"Unexpectedly, the child had good talent, and being of the right age, my uncle simply took him in as a disciple, nad him Cen Zhongxiao, and taught him Gu Technique and cultivation of the Immortal Path. Finally, after twenty years of relentless effort..."
Soone imdiately straightened up and finished the sentence for her.
"After learning a bunch of skills, he defected from the Cen Family and even discovered that his so-called orphan status was a sham, a snitch sent by a rival family."
He smiled.
It was a knowing smile.
Otherwise, why would Yu Ying personally verify the mories of disciples about to enter her sect, making sure there would be no mistakes, and how co she was backfired by Demon Night True Monarch while opening her mories, ending up half-dead.
"How did you know?"
"Huh, who doesn’t have a snitch in their family? Our Purple Cloud Palace had soone incredibly astonishing a hundred years ago, but it turned out that identity was fake too, ran away and caused a huge ss within the sect; I bet you’ve heard about it too."
"That’s right, it was to Xuanyin Sect, no wonder there’s no love lost between Purple Cloud and Xuanyin. Last ti during the martial competition, it was a life-and-death battle, and both sides suffered heavy losses."
"How’s your uncle doing? I hope he didn’t get too upset."
"..."
Indeed, every family has its own difficult scriptures.
During their conversation, Cen Yueyue realized that this young man one year her junior was a very insightful and humorous person, much more interesting than all those stony-faced elders at ho.
"My uncle must have been furious, and because of this, our family continually pressed on Hou Family Village. Though my father is normally kind, he won’t compromise on matters like this."
"Though the twelve villages each have their own duties, they all belong to the sa ancestor, the sa bloodline. Even if the families are different, they still leave so face for each other; such a scandal broke out internally and was quickly suppressed, not wanting to make things ugly."
"Though Hou Family Village isn’t as strong as our Cen Family, otherwise they wouldn’t need to waste a good seed to infiltrate our family for over twenty years. Initially, they wanted to take back those Gu Techniques and Cultivation Techniques."
"But after being exposed, while my father sent people to chase him down, he also went to their door imdiately, not even giving that Cen Zhongxiao... no, I should say Hou Zhongxiao, any chance to spill secrets, especially since my father intended to have him executed on the spot."
"However, Hou Family Village wouldn’t just let their kin be killed off like that, so a conflict erupted between the two families, even alarming the Great Clan Chief of the Southern Border. With the Clan Leader’s diation, both parties eventually reached an agreent."
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