Why do I have so many masters?-Chapter 755 - 54 Long Time No See (2/2)(5400)_2

Chapter 755 -54 Long Time No See (2/2)(5400)_2

Throughout the journey, Wu Qiong was in particularly high spirits, taking the lead with Jiang Lan on horseback, accompanied by Ye Zhuhua at his side. Ye Zhuhua spoke warmly and courteously, knew when to advance or retreat, and never once behaved rudely, making himself very likeable to the ladies.

Tian Zhide and his martial brothers were escorting a Hidden Guard of the Xiahou Family while Situ Che smacked his lips and sincerely praised, “Master Ye is truly a talent, excellent in both martial arts and character, truly an outstanding match for Miss Lan.”

Tian Zhide and Fei Yonglin nodded in agreement, deeply concurring.

The bound Hidden Guard, however, just wore a blank expression, his eyes dim and listless, as he watched Ye Zhuhua and the others chatting and laughing.

Wu Qiong sighed and gazed into the distance at the barely visible mountain gate, lamenting,

“This time, I really must thank Master Zuo Sheng.”

“If not for his Shao Yu Sword turning the tide, I’m afraid Miss Lan would have really ended up at Zixiao Mountain Villa, suffering such humiliating dependence.”

Ye Zhuhua was momentarily stunned and asked,

“Living off others, what do you mean by that?”

“It’s said that the Zixiao Mountain Villa’s sword-wielding Elder and Uncle Jiang Yang were close friends in their youth, growing up together. Given their relationship, they should not mistreat Miss Lan.”

Wu Qiong sighed deeply and said,

“I also thought so initially.”

“But the day you caught up with us and entered Jiangliu City, there was no one to receive us, which made me skeptical. Zixiao Mountain Villa, being one of the seven sects, surely has well-informed sources. I had previously sent them a message; there’s no way they couldn’t have known.”

“Then, the nighttime ambush happened, and with no one from Zixiao Mountain Villa coming to our aid, I already knew then. Yuan Shouyue must have had other intentions, planning to play the merchant’s game of inflating prices, which is why he did not communicate, and I had to urgently turn back.”

“Under any other circumstances, a carrier pigeon should have been sent, which would not have been considered impolite.”

“I’m only sharing this with you in private. What the Hidden Guard said was indeed true. One-Leaf Pavilion is in a precarious position, not even able to strongly oppose the Xiahou Family, let alone deal with the vast holdings of Zixiao Mountain Villa. Speaking out would certainly bring disaster; Zhuhua, just keep it in your heart.”

Ye Zhuhua answered that he understood the gravity of the situation, a cold sweat breaking out on his back.

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Ye Zhuhua narrowed his eyes and smiled faintly, gazing at his sect’s location and inhaling the faint fragrance in the air, feeling even more composed, already contemplating how to handle the delicate flower beside him.

Moreover.

If they entered One-Leaf Pavilion, then the men of this convoy would certainly have to be killed cleanly while the women might be spared to garner some human sentiment, merely stripped of their martial arts and then kept as secluded concubines.

The more startlingly talented and beautiful the woman, the more exhilarating the humiliation.

With such thoughts in mind, his face seemed even more sincere and jade-like, a smile gracing his lips, charming the women in the tea shop, who gasped in low voices.

Just as the group was passing by, a tall Jianghu man in the tea shop suddenly slammed his teacup down on the table, appearing highly dissatisfied, and exclaimed loudly,

“Heavens are blind!”

“The master of One-Leaf Pavilion, Jiang Yang, is so kind and gentle, yet he has suffered such a calamity! Heaven has no eyes, heaven has no eyes!”

As he became more agitated, he slammed his fist on the table, causing the dishes to clatter and attracting many gazes. Wu Qiong sighed deeply, his demeanor showing his disappointment. Jiang Lan pursed her lips, and the group could not help but slow down.

The big man across from his friend tried to calm him, but it seemed to anger the man even more. With a wave of his hand, he pushed the man aside, stood up, and shouted loudly:

“Get out of my way!”

“Master Jiang Yang was betrayed by his so-called younger martial brother, his martial arts energy dispersed, his life and death unknown. Who knows if you also harbor such thoughts? Coveting my daughter.”

“Now these so-called honorable men occupy the mountain gate. Anyone who dares to speak out is severely punished by their disciples, and they have also sent their competent disciples to search for Master Jiang Yang’s only daughter.”

“It’s a pity like the green lotus in the pond, in the end, it’s just a noble pretext and a beauty in their bed!”

“Ambitious and ruthless! Ambitious and ruthless!!”

The more he spoke, the angrier he became, nearly bursting into tears.

Wu Qiong’s eyes widened, Ye Zhuhua’s body suddenly tensed, his limbs icy cold, and anger surged within him. He had been away from the sect for less than a month, and such secrets, which should have been closely guarded, were known to this Jianghu layman!

He had considered various possibilities but never expected such a direct and coincidental exposure.

Could it be fate?!

His thoughts raced wildly. Previously, using Wu Qiong’s displayed temperament, he could have easily managed the situation with his eloquence and maintained their image throughout the journey. But Wu Qiong’s recent statements had shocked him into a cold sweat; how could he justify it all in a few words?

Moreover, they were only a dozen miles away from where people were arranged.

A hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, but his face showed extreme panic, and he murmured, “No, it can’t be!”

“My master is a righteous gentleman, he, he could not possibly do such things! It’s not possible, I don’t believe it!”

As if this news had greatly distressed his mind.

Just as Wu Qiong turned around, Ye Zhuhua suddenly launched an attack. His longsword whistled through the air, piercing through the elder scholar beside him. If the latter hadn’t been highly skilled in martial arts, he would likely have died on the spot. The elder, initially unprepared, was seriously injured, coughing up blood.

At the same time, Ye Zhuhua had already leapt towards Jiang Lan’s horse, securing her with one hand and holding her with the other, preparing to ride off while he coldly said: