If he didn't explode in silence, he would die in silence. Since silence represented death, he would no longer be silent. Then, he would explode …
"Puchi!"
The black dagger gently floated up and gently slid across Ye Qingxie's neck, bringing out a trace of blood.
"As long as your family doesn't mess with me, I can guarantee their safety!"
With a clean cut, he ended Ye Qingxie's life. Ye Qinghan didn't have too many emotions. He just silently turned around and walked into the room. He carried his sister on his back, then grabbed the bedsheets, tore them into ropes, and firmly tied his sister on his back. Resolutely, he walked out of the room and out of the small courtyard.
Then, Ye Qinghan … began to do something crazy. He began to set fire everywhere, burning the courtyard. The courtyard wasn't completely made of marble like the West Courtyard. Most of it was made of wood. As soon as he started the fire, it instantly ignited a raging fire that enveloped the entire courtyard.
"Qingyu, brother will take you to seek justice. Then, we will leave this broken place together and … never come back."
Facing the raging fire, Ye Qinghan's expression relaxed. The huge fire burned the courtyard that he had lived in for more than ten years. It seemed to have also burned the cage that had been pressing on his heart for more than ten years. Without the cage in his heart, of course, he could fly freely. This feeling seemed … very good!
Ye Qingkuang didn't have the habit of waking up early. At least, he didn't have the habit of waking up so early. It was just that he had received a great benefit from someone last night, so he had to do something for them, right? So, he woke up early in the morning and called Ye Qingxie, ordering him to do it.
He was very satisfied with this loyal subordinate of Ye Qingxie. This person had brains, ability, and strength. He did things quickly and neatly, and he also understood his master's thoughts. For example, he didn't send anyone to him today. But he immediately understood. He immediately took the two subordinates sent by his father, walked out of the Enchanted Garden, and ran to the East Courtyard.
After tossing and turning, he no longer felt sleepy, so he began to cultivate his battle skill. He had accidentally obtained a Sovereign Tier Battle Skill from Xue Wuhen last night. He had flipped through it for a very long time, so he was obviously itching to cultivate it now.
The Battle Skill was called "Soul Refining", and it was a Secret Skill for cultivating the soul. The soul was the foundation of every person, but it was even more important to a cultivator. A cultivator would need to comprehend the laws of heaven and earth, and if their soul was stronger, then it would be easier to comprehend the laws of heaven and earth. It was just that this Purgatory of Souls was incomplete, and there was only the first half of it. That was why Xue Wuhen had given it to Ye Qingkuang as a bargaining chip.
"Eldest Young Master."
A hurried voice woke Ye Qingkuang up with a start. He looked angrily at the guard at the door. The guard's expression changed, but he still said, "Young Master, Ye Qinghan has returned, and he was escorted back by the City Lord of Man City."
"Ye Qinghan? Ye Gu sent someone to escort him back? "
Ye Qingkuang frowned slightly, and carefully thought about the meaning of this sentence. He knew that Ye Gu was Ye Qiang's man from the Third Branch. But why would Ye Gu escort a useless person back? Could it be that Ye Qinghan had defected to the Third Branch? Defected to Ye Qiang? And the timing of his return was so coincidental! What was the meaning of this?
"Send someone to follow Ye Qinghan from afar, and be careful not to be exposed. Ye Qingxie … wouldn't be so stupid, right?" Ye Qingxie suddenly said. Things seemed to have become complicated. Could it be that the Third Branch was trying to stir up trouble? He decided to figure out the situation first, and then think about what to do next.
However, in less than five minutes, his subordinate came back to report that the situation had become out of his control. Ye Qingxie, that idiot, actually didn't handle the matter well, and Ye Qingyu actually committed suicide. Suicide was suicide. An orphan adopted by a family was not worth mentioning. Xue Wuhen just wanted to express his regret.
But he didn't expect that the subsequent news from the guards shocked him. Ye Qinghan actually dared to kill, and not only did he have the courage to kill, but he also had the ability to kill. Well, he was killed. Although Ye Bao was the subordinate of his subordinate, and could be considered as his subordinate, he didn't feel the slightest bit of regret or heartache. He just thought that it was good … he had a reason to go over and interrogate Ye Bao, so he hurried over with his subordinates.
But … he turned back halfway, and he received an even more shocking news. Ye Qinghan killed Ye Qingxie, set fire to the house, and rushed over to the West Courtyard.
He actually killed Ye Qingxie! Why did he kill Ye Qingxie?
Ye Qingkuang immediately thought of the white-faced scholar's Third Uncle, Ye Qiang. There was a conspiracy, there was definitely a conspiracy! Regardless of whether Ye Qinghan had the courage to kill Ye Qingxie, who was a core disciple of the family, even if he dared to kill him, could he do it? He could kill Ye Qingxie, who was at the second level of the General Realm and had reached the third level after beast fusion. How could he kill him? With his useless physique at the first level of the Elite Realm?
It must be, Ye Qiang must have sent someone to help him secretly, but his subordinates didn't notice. Moreover, Ye Qinghan killed someone, and dared to set fire to his house. Although it was his own house that was burned, they obviously wanted to make the matter bigger and draw out the three elders of the family.
Ye Qingxie, in an instant, figured out many "truths", although it was only the truth that he thought. But only by thinking this way, he felt that it was reasonable and natural. Therefore, he immediately sent out all his subordinates.
A group of people went to the north gate, told Xue Wuhen not to wait any longer, and expressed his apology tactfully. A group of people went to Ye Jian's courtyard and told his father exactly what had happened and what he had deduced. Since it involved the fight between the first branch and the third branch, he did not dare to make any rash moves. He could only rely on his father. Another group of people went to the Torture Hall and asked Ye Rong to bring people to his courtyard. They wanted to see what kind of storm that trash could stir up!
…
Cang City North Gate.
Xue Wuhen had long sat in an unusually luxurious carriage, waiting there quietly. He was a little excited, but also a little nervous. However, as the sun rose higher and higher in the east, his mood became worse and worse. His handsome face was a little angry, a little disappointed, and also a little twisted.
Old Shi and Old Mo, who were beside him, also didn't dare to breathe too loudly. They just kept opening the door curtains, looking into the distance from time to time.
"Young Master, there's a fire, there's a fire in the east courtyard."
Suddenly, Old Shi saw thick smoke suddenly rising from the east courtyard, glowing with a burst of red light. He immediately lost his composure and shouted.
"Pa!"
Xue Wuhen looked through Old Shi's eyes, and his twisted face instantly became ferocious. He exerted force, and the teacup in his hand shattered. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes. His expression seemed to have calmed down, but his faintly trembling hands let others feel the anger in his heart.
"There's no need to wait any longer, let's go back to Floating Snow City!"
After a long time, Xue Wuhen finally calmed down, waved his hand weakly, and closed his eyes again.
…
Ye Jian had the habit of waking up early to drink tea. At this time, he was sitting in his Ninth Concubine's room, slowly tasting the tea. The tea was good tea, a top-grade Dragon's Tongue tea that cost ten purple crystal coins per tael. The person pouring the tea was Miao Ren, the Ninth Concubine that he bought from the 13th Street for hundreds of purple crystal coins a few days ago. She used to be an artist in a brothel, and it was the most expensive kind.
Ye Jian smiled and gestured for her to sit on his thigh. He sighed with emotion in his heart as he looked at the beautiful woman who was smiling sweetly like a snow lotus on the Tianshan Mountain.
"Artist? Ye Dao, Ye Dao, if you weren't so stubborn back then, how many artists can you ask for now? Men? Why bother hanging on a tree? And in the end, you even hung yourself! "
He reached out his hand, and through the thin silk clothes, he began to enjoy the infinite beauty that this famous artist brought him. Who said that a man's sword would become dull when he was forty?
"Dong, dong!"
Just as he was about to unsheathe his sword and start a killing spree, the door opened. So he roared angrily and impolitely, "What's the matter? Don't you know that I am drinking my morning tea? "
The subordinate outside the door certainly knew that this master had the habit of drinking "morning tea", but the matter was too big at this time, so he didn't dare to suppress it. He said in a low voice, "Sir, there is a house in the East Courtyard on fire."
"Trash, if there is a fire, then put it out. Do you need to report this to me?" Ye Jian was even angrier when he heard this. He was about to catch fire here, so how could he care about the fire in the East Courtyard and the West Courtyard?
The guard saw that Ye Jian was about to set him on fire, so he quickly explained, "Sir, please calm down. Master Childe Kuang sent someone over, saying that the East Courtyard is on fire, and it involves … the Third Branch. He said that he has something important to report."
"Childe? Third Brother? Call him in. " Ye Jian carefully pondered for a moment, and his mood calmed down. He adjusted his clothes, picked up the tea, and began to really taste the tea.
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