Why do I have so many masters?-Chapter 372 - 64: There Is Only One Truth (Long Chapter) 2/2

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As if his heart stopped beating in an instant.

Wang Anfeng felt somewhat dazed, until several breaths later, his powerful heart pumped blood to every part of his body. As if he had been restored from his pallor and weakness to his usual self, he suddenly stood up, the first thought that emerged in his mind was disbelief.

He had seen the young girl’s capabilities.

With her intelligence, how could she have died so easily?

Before he could open his mouth, Gongsun Jing across him seemed to know Wang Anfeng’s reaction, speaking slowly,

"Miss Tan miscalculated..."

"She didn’t expect to meet a madman, or rather, she had anticipated it, she chose to gamble, just like that time she had a confrontation with the Twenty-Seven Allied Gangs."

"It’s just a pity, this time she lost the bet, Young Master."

"That madman is a Seventh Rank expert. Today, when Miss Tan took full control of the Tan Residence, amidst the protection of many martial artists, he made his move against her. Her constitution was too frail, if she had been a Ninth Rank Martial Artist, we could have saved her."

"But it was too sudden, too close."

"I, your subordinate, couldn’t rescue her in time, please punish me, Young Master..."

Wang Anfeng opened his mouth, then fell backward onto the bed, feeling as if the wooden bed in the inn was suddenly so light that it offered no support. The reasons Gongsun Jing gave were exactly what Wang Anfeng had been most worried about concerning Tan Yurou.

It hit the mark, and unconsciously, he believed it a bit.

Although Tan Yurou was wiser than most, she was after all just an ordinary girl. Once she encountered a madman beyond her expectations, she would fall into mortal peril.

And in this Jianghu, what there is no shortage of, especially, are madmen filled with righteous fervor.

Those who would risk their lives for a single meal of gratitude were not in the least bit scarce.

The Tan Residence’s establishment relied on connections with many great experts, and to completely take control of the Tan Residence’s power, she had to show herself.

Under two seemingly coincidental coincidences, this incident occurred.

Wang Anfeng, his expression blank, slowly closed his eyes. His rational mind began to somewhat accept the situation, but his heart kept feeling congested. A person of his age whom he had parted with just seven or eight days ago, a girl full of life, a ’rival’ who had teased him and made him feel frustrated, was now separated by life and death?

"Be careful on your journey."

"Young hero, if you encounter any difficulties on your trip, you might want to open the pouch and take a look..."

Before setting off, Tan Yurou sent him off with a quiet smile.

Under the sunlight, the girl’s eyes were very beautiful. He was in a hurry at the time, did not look carefully, but looking back now, those eyes were clearly shrouded in mist, indistinct.

Did she already guess this day would come?

Indeed, was she gambling again?

Wang Anfeng felt a mix of emotions, and for some reason, he even wanted to laugh at her. Yet his heart felt heavy, unable to muster a smile. If he did manage to smile, he thought, it would be like a smile steeped in the bitterness of coptis, unsettling to anyone who saw it.

He didn’t know how much time had passed, but the young man finally exhaled a long breath.

With a closed gaze, his voice became low and calm,

"Who did it?"

Gongsun Jing answered,

"After the man was caught, he committed suicide. We weren’t able to find any clues."

"It appears, it was premeditated."

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Wang Anfeng kept silent.

He could only keep silent.

It was evident that Gongsun Jing had also exerted his greatest effort on this matter. How could he be angry with him?

Wang Anfeng raised a hand to rub his brow and said,

"I understand."

"You may go…"

"Yes… Young Master, your subordinate will take his leave."

The voice ceased.

The second-floor guest room in the inn then returned to utter silence, except for the faint sound of Wang Anfeng’s breathing.

Suddenly, a dull thud echoed as Wang Anfeng threw himself onto the bed, sprawling out his limbs.

His eyes barely closed, his breath was drawn out yet faint.

Sparrows chirped noisily outside, agitating him.

Below, martial artists from Jianghu were shouting and playing drinking games, their fists pounding on the table creating clamorous noises, the crisp sound of clinking dishes, the waiter calling out to customers, accompanied by piercing laughter that increasingly irritated him. Perhaps the mood of Blade Madman hadn’t entirely dissipated; at that moment, he felt a surge of rage as if to draw his sword.

He quickly suppressed this ripple of emotion.

Wang Anfeng exhaled a long breath, then suddenly sat up with a jolt, turning to look at the opened window.

His original plan had been to head directly to Fufeng County City after this matter was settled, firstly to help Chuan Lian and Meng Yuexue search for books and secondly to visit the friends he made back in Fufeng Academy.

But at this moment, his thoughts gradually changed.

The fist resting on his knee clenched slightly.

He still didn’t believe that the fox-like girl could disappear from the world so easily.

The look in his eyes shifted as he stood up. He left a piece of broken silver on the table, then leapt from the tavern. Utilizing Qinggong, his inner strength outlined the forces of Heaven and Earth, shooting towards the direction of Xi Dingzhou like an arrow released from its bowstring.

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Xi Dingzhou · Giant Whale Gang headquarters.

Gongsun Jing took a long breath, not realizing when a fine sweat had beaded on his forehead.

For him, lying in front of the Young Master was truly uncomfortable—less so than engaging in a fight with a formidable enemy. This matter, however, carried substantial benefits for the Young Master, and thus he couldn’t avoid it. Caught between a rock and a hard place, he shook his head and sighed, then lowered his gaze to the slip of paper in his hands and marveled,

"The Young Master is becoming more discerning. If Miss Tan hadn’t written the letter in advance, it would have been really hard to deceive him this time."

"I’m almost convinced by this reason myself…"

Having said that, Gongsun Jing’s right hand emitted vigorous Qi and the piece of paper, filled with writing, instantly shattered into powder, ceasing to exist in the world.

The man looked up at the sky, the unease in his heart dispersing, gradually calming down.

Now, all that was left was to bury ’Miss Tan’ today...

Even if the Young Master grew suspicious later, he would never consider exhuming the coffin for inspection.

In fact, even if they were to do so, Gongsun Jing wasn’t afraid. This ’Tan Yurou’ was a traitor who had died during the chaos in the Tan Residence earlier, with a similar figure to Tan Yurou. It was difficult to find someone with the same extraordinary beauty as the girl, but finding someone with a similar physique wasn’t too hard.

In the garb of Great Qin’s women—complicated skirts and robes—unless someone was too fat or too skinny, once dressed, it was very difficult to notice any differences with the naked eye.

And because he was a martial artist who had performed a secret technique, his corpse’s decay was significantly slower than that of an ordinary person.

However, Gongsun Jing’s relief did not last long.

The violent Qi Force stirred in all directions, and the currents of air emerged beneath his feet. Wang Anfeng, who had become extremely adept at controlling his Qinggong after reaching Sixth Rank, appeared before him in less than two hours, his robes fluttering, his face taut as he said,

"Where is Miss Tan...?"

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A moment later, the team that had originally planned to bury ’Tan Yurou’ hastily hadn’t gone far before they were called back.

Inside the Tan Residence.

The golden nanmu coffin had been reopened, inside of which lay a girl of exceptional beauty, dressed in full attire. Despite her pale complexion and tightly closed eyes, her features, which were unmistakably those of Tan Yurou, were beyond comparison with ordinary folks.

The changes to her body were not obvious; a light pink lipstick graced her lips, and a faint fragrance of rouge helped suppress the scarcely strong odor of the corpse.

Gongsun Jing stood to one side, his gaze lowered, speaking softly,

"This is the body of Miss Tan... Everything is as it was when she was assassinated today."

"According to Miss Tan’s last request, she was to be buried today. As for the specific reason, I am also unaware..."

The man’s expression was one of sorrow, but inwardly he let out a sigh of relief.

Even a hint of pride surfaced.

This traitor had been personally disguised using the Divine Martial Mansion’s Disguise Technique by him. Since he was likely to fool Wang Anfeng, he had used all of his skills, and at this moment, he was extremely confident that even if the real Tan Yurou stood next to him, Wang Anfeng would still doubt which one was genuine.

At that moment, Wang Anfeng frowned slightly, and then suddenly raised his head, speaking with absolute certainty,

"This is not Miss Tan."

"Gongsun, you’re lying..."

Gongsun Jing’s facial expression froze, his eyes widening in a powerful surge of defeat that overwhelmed his heart, momentarily quelling the fear of deceiving the Young Master. After a few breaths, he collected himself and abruptly knelt down on one knee, saying,

"I have deceived the Young Master; please administer punishment..."

Wang Anfeng was not angered. Instead, he felt a great sense of relief inside.

Just now, he had been only 70% certain, and had spoken as a bluff, but Gongsun Jing’s reaction had given him the real answer.

Given Gongsun Jing’s personality, unless it was due to an external force, he would never engage in such deceit.

In such circumstances, the external force would be Tan Yurou, and only Tan Yurou.

This meant, unmistakably, that Tan Yurou must still be alive.

Wang Anfeng’s lips slightly curled as he glanced at Gongsun Jing, and after a moment, said,

"You previously helped me against the Immortal Pavilion and were of merit... Since this balances out your current transgression, there will be neither reward nor punishment."

"Do you have any objections?"

Gongsun Jing let out a big sigh of relief and said,

"This subordinate thanks the Young Master."

Wang Anfeng nodded, then asked again,

"So, where is Miss Tan now?"

Upon hearing this, Gongsun Jing stiffened and, lifting his head, said,

"As for this matter, I truly do not know... I am not hiding anything."

"If there is half a false word, let this subordinate die a miserable death!"

His words were quite vehement, clearly not empty talk. Wang Anfeng frowned slightly, the earlier ease in his heart giving way to agitation once again. It seemed to him as if he could see the young girl squinting her eyes, cunningly smiling at him, which provoked an irritation within him, and he clenched his fists tight.

Tan Yurou...

What tricks are you playing now?!

Gongsun Jing knelt on the ground, waiting for a while without Wang Anfeng’s response, and, gathering his courage, suddenly asked,

"Young Master... this subordinate has one thing he does not understand..."

Wang Anfeng glanced at him and asked,

"What is it?"

Gongsun Jing pursed his lips and said, "That is... I do not know how the Young Master saw through my Disguise Technique?"

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Wang Anfeng originally intended to answer directly, but then stopped himself, his face expressionless as he ambiguously said,

"I simply knew."

Gongsun Jing was momentarily stunned, and then it dawned on him that the person before him was none other than the disciple and successor of the General. Thus, he should indeed be aware of the various techniques of the Divine Martial Mansion, even if he had not learned them. It was then an easy task for him to see through Gongsun Jing’s Disguise Technique.

In his haste, he hadn’t considered this.

Upon this realization, he could not help but smile wryly, gave a respectful bow, and said,

"I understand now."

Wang Anfeng watched Gongsun Jing who seemed to have come to a realization, feeling utterly bewildered.

Understood what? You’ve understood what?

I am clueless...

While his thoughts churned, his face remained unchanged, simply nodding gently as though to convey, "Good that you understand," his gaze falling upon ’Tan Yurou,’ particularly lingering on the light pink lips of the girl for a moment.

For some reason, his mind unexpectedly recalled the real Tan Yurou, thinking back to seven days ago when she took care of him.

At that time, while recovering from Zhao Zhengyong’s sword wound, she had insisted on feeding Wang Anfeng a meal that was nothing short of a disaster, while Li Lao San and Gongsun Jing displayed their remarkable talent at preparing pig’s feed, making the young man wonder how they’d managed to grow up without starving to death.

Back then, the candlelight was dimly lit, casting a glow on the girl’s lips, which was even more alluring than the artificial pink lipstick.

The real reason is...

Wang Anfeng’s face tinged with a faint red, and his gaze inadvertently drifted upwards, mentally admonishing himself not to look or think impurely.

The real reason is that Miss Tan had never used rouge or powder makeup.

Let alone lipstick.

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And then, Wang Anfeng’s reaction is what any normal person would have, a proper young man thinking about a pretty young girl will blush, so don’t let your thoughts run wild (a roar from the author).