Max-Level Metaphysician: A Debt Repayment Journey-Chapter 818: Who Is the Fool After All

Wen Zishu understood the look in Duan Jianchuan’s eyes and felt a breath caught in his chest.

However, before Wen Zishu could lose his temper, Duan Jianchuan answered him.

"I only heard about it internally later. It’s quite complicated. Qing Yue’s feelings towards Third Brother must be complicated too. Their family has always had few members, and now only the siblings are left. Since Third Brother is the only one left, it’s inevitable for him to feel resentment."

Wen Zishu thought for a moment but still didn’t understand. "Then why does Qing Yue want to find that person? Could it be that he really wants to kill them to be with Third Brother?"

Nowadays, people don’t really care about gender; it’s okay to be together.

But if Qing Yue is thinking that way... isn’t it too simple-minded?

Duan Jianchuan pushed Wen Zishu’s hand away. "He wouldn’t think that way. The reason he says it every time is just to disgust Third Brother. As for why he wants to find that person, who knows? Maybe it’s because he feels bitter and wants to see who caused his sister’s death."

Wen Zishu frowned. "But... Third Brother probably didn’t foresee this, right? Their clan is skilled in divination. Who would have thought that someone’s life would be taken because of this? You can’t blame it all on Third Brother, let alone the person he found."

Duan Jianchuan shrugged. "I’m not him. How would I know what he’s thinking?"

Wen Zishu rubbed his chin, as if pondering something serious. After a while, he asked again, "Old Duan, do you think Third Brother is so angry this time because he’s afraid Qing Yue might do something to the Abbot? Does Qing Yue think the Abbot is the one Third Brother has been looking for?"

Duan Jianchuan’s eyes darkened, and he said in an extremely steady voice, "I don’t know."

Hearing his firm reply, Wen Zishu rolled his eyes at him. "Are you stupid? Isn’t it obvious? I’ve never seen Third Brother get so worked up over anything before! He must be afraid Qing Yue will do something bad!"

Duan Jianchuan didn’t find it so simple.

It’s uncertain whether Qing Yue is even a match for Jiangli.

There’s truly no need for Third Brother to worry that Qing Yue will harm the Abbot unless there’s hidden trouble within.

"Sigh—"

Seeing Duan Jianchuan stay silent, Wen Zishu let out a long sigh, saying with deep worry, "I still have to worry on Third Brother’s behalf. Look at you, playing dumb."

Duan Jianchuan’s mouth twitched as he sighed inwardly, who’s really the fool here?

Wen Zishu still wore a concerned look, as if he was the only one caring in the whole world.

Duan Jianchuan watched his foolish appearance, staying silent.

...

At the Jiaoyang Temple.

Xia Xin squatted on the other side of the corridor, holding a branch and counting the ants passing on the ground.

He didn’t know how long he had been counting, but Jiangli still hadn’t opened the door.

Nor were there any other sounds inside.

Xia Xin began to wonder if he was overthinking things.

He looked up at the closed door of Jiangli’s room, just as he was thinking whether to knock again, his phone suddenly rang.

Xia Xin dropped the branch and picked up the phone, seeing that it was a call from Qin Yingjun.

Last midnight, Qin Yingjun had added Xia Xin’s contact information and transferred the money for his services to him.

But it was already very late, so Xia Xin did not go to disturb the ancestor.

This morning, a series of events happened again, and he hadn’t had the time to inform the ancestor.

Seeing Qin Yingjun’s call, Xia Xin answered without much thought, "Mr. Qin, what can I do for you?"

Before he finished speaking, Qin Yingjun’s tense voice came through the phone.

His voice was hoarse, with a touch of fear.

"Wen Mao... is dead..."

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