188: Chapter 152: Slap in the Face (Two-in-One) 188: Chapter 152: Slap in the Face (Two-in-One) The night without moonlight in the wild was as dark as ink; after the dust had settled, two figures, a man and a woman, ca into view of the caravan.
The man was clad in blood-stained garnts, his narrow eyes showing a trace of weariness.
The woman wore a veil over her head, her features indistinct, but the captivating curves that were faintly discernible stirred the imagination, yet the Ink Sword in her hand quashed any semblance of romantic fancy.
Upon seeing the two, Li Zhonghua’s brow furrowed ever so slightly.
Almost instantly, he realized that these uninvited guests were led by the man dressed in blood-stained clothes.
The man’s tone bore ill will, but he had not acted imdiately, likely an acquaintance of Xinyao.
However, it wasn’t like Xinyao to make enemies with her disposition.
Besides, there was sothing odd about the man’s aura.
On the surface, he was rely Seventh Grade, but the speed he had just revealed was on par with a Great Grandmaster; such abilities were rather eerie.
As he pondered, Li Zhonghua’s gaze shifted to the woman next to the man.
Was it she who had carried him in flight?
His thoughts flashed like sparks struck from steel, and Li Zhonghua steadied his mind in an instant, greeted the man with a salute of his fists:
“This gentleman, do you and Xinyao perhaps have so misunderstanding?”
“…..”
Xu Yuan glanced at Li Zhonghua, “Xinyao?
Huh…
seems like you two are quite close?
But I recall not having asked you a question.”
After speaking, Xu Yuan stared at the black dragon-embellished carriage behind and walked toward the caravan, continuing in a chilly voice:
“Xu Xinyao, stop playing dead, co out!”
Ran Qingmo, seeing this, closely followed at his side, about a ter away.
Compared to the wariness in Li Zhonghua’s heart, the confusion was more apparent in the lovely eyes of Zhou Ziqing standing beside him.
Because no matter how she looked, the familiar face before her resembled the profligate scoundrel she had t in the Imperial Capital, yet the completely different aura made her hesitate to confirm his identity.
After a brief pondering, Zhou Ziqing suddenly whispered:
“Are you…
Xu Changtian?”
“……”
Xu Yuan raised his eyebrows, not expecting that among his youngest sister’s companions there would be soone who recognized him.
He glanced at her, and a rush of past mories surfaced in his mind upon seeing her spirited and beautiful face.
Simply put, they had t once before in the Imperial Capital.
At the ti, he and a group of profligates went to the Fengqi Pavilion to wine and dine, and happened to encounter Zhou Ziqing leading a group of Sect disciples.
The newcors to the Imperial Capital, led by Zhou Ziqing, were unaware of the might of these top scions.
Because soone in the group of Sect disciples lingered a glance on them and carelessly muttered phrases like “good-for-nothings,” which were overheard by them.
And then,
the confrontation began.
The result was unpleasant for Zhou Ziqing and her group.
The reason for the profligates’ reckless behavior was not only their families’ backing but largely due to the fact that the bodyguards with them were very strong.
If the scions couldn’t win a fight, naturally the bodyguards wouldn’t allow them to be beaten.
After a few exchanges, Zhou Ziqing and her fellow Sect disciples were pinned to the ground and forced to kneel.
The original Xu Changtian, as a spirit who dared to engage in debauchery, naturally would not miss this opportunity.
Faced with a beauty like Zhou Ziqing, unable to engage in a real fight due to the disparity in cultivation, still, he could not avoid taking so liberties.
Rembering this, Xu Yuan was sowhat at a loss and said with a smile:
“So it is Zhou Ziqing.
I didn’t expect you’ve already reached Third Grade.
It truly is surprising that you’re involved with my youngest sister.”
“……”
Upon hearing this, Zhou Ziqing imdiately confird that the man in front of her was indeed that profligate scoundrel from before.
Her pupils contracted, and her fair cheeks gradually flushed red, the thin sword in her hand subtly beginning to glow:
“It’s really you!
You scoundrel!”
Although she was sowhat out of control, Zhou Ziqing managed to suppress the sha and anger in her heart and did not act recklessly.
That was because she saw the woman behind him with the black veil drawing her Ink Sword slowly.
As the other’s sword blade was drawn, the temperature of the surrounding air plumted sharply.
This woman was very strong.
Moreover, since he was Xinyao’s elder brother, acting against him would put Xinyao in a difficult position.
For a while, only the soft footsteps of the two resonated on the silent official road.
In the stillness,
a pleasant and gentle female voice ca from within the caravan:
“Brother, long ti no see.”
At the sound, Xu Yuan stopped in his tracks and looked in the direction of the voice.
Xu Xinyao, dressed in a light blue gown and draped in a mink coat, slowly descended from the dragon-decorated carriage, and with a slight smile at the blood-dressed man not far away, said:
“Brother, what brings you here?”
Seeing the familiar youngest sister from his mories, Xu Yuan’s eyes curved, and he said:
“I just arrived in Huanglong Town not long ago and heard that the Fourth Miss of the Pri Minister’s Mansion had been here, so I ca to see you.”
With that,
Xu Yuan beckoned to her:
“Co here, I have sothing to tell you.”
“….”
Xu Xinyao hesitated for a mont, then stepped toward Xu Yuan.
As she passed by Zhou Ziqing, she whispered softly:
“Ziqing…
I’m sorry.”
Although their conversation had been short, based on the previous ntions of her third brother’s attitude, she generally understood that Ziqing had had a conflict with her third brother and had even been bullied by him.
Zhou Ziqing took a couple of breaths, bit her lip, and shook her head:
“It’s not your fault, Xinyao.”
Xu Xinyao fell silent for a mont, then stood in front of Xu Yuan, looked up at the third brother whose deanor was completely changed, and said softly:
“Brother, the conflict you had with Ziqing in the Imperial Capital…”
Before she could finish,
Xu Yuan suddenly raised his hand towards Xu Xinyao’s compassionate face and struck.
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