Ning Que returned to the house by the Yanming Lake. His clothes were stained with blood, which had been drenched by the spring rain. At this time, it had been diluted and looked like a watercolor painting.
Many people were waiting for his return, waiting for him to sign his name and complete the agreement.
The ministers of the Tang Empire, the head of the Revelation Institute of the West-Hill Divine Palace, and the important figures in the diplomatic mission were all relieved to see him enter the house.
Ning Que took the towel from the maidservant and wiped the rain off his face. He walked to the table and read the detailed clauses in the agreement. Without any hesitation, he picked up the brush and prepared to sign.
The head of the Revelation Institute looked at the blood on his clothes and suddenly had a bad feeling. He said in a low voice, "Wait, where did Mr. Thirteen go?"
Before Ning Que could answer, someone came to the Yanming Lake in the rain and told everyone in the room about the bloody incident in the guild hall of Qinghe County.
The hall suddenly became quiet. The members of the West-Hill Divine Palace's diplomatic mission looked terrible. Liu Yiqing lowered his head and held the hilt of his sword tightly. Xie Chengyun looked at Ning Que in shock. He could not imagine that his former classmate could be so cold-blooded.
The officials of the Tang Empire were also shocked, but their emotions were completely different from the West-Hill Divine Palace. Zeng Jing, the Grand Secretary, looked at Ning Que and nodded slightly in approval. General Shu Cheng, who had been sitting silently in the corner, slammed the table hard and shouted, "Good job."
"The bloody incident in the Qinghe County Guild Hall was done by Mr. Thirteen?"
The head of the Revelation Institute stared into Ning Que's eyes and asked coldly.
Ning Que said, "Do I need to report to you?"
"So you admit it?" The Head of the Revelation Institute had a terrible look on his face. He shouted, "If that's the case, do you still want to sign this agreement?"
Ning Que did not care, even though he was the head of the West-Hill Divine Palace's diplomatic mission. He threw the brush back into the inkstone and walked to the back garden. He took a cold shower and asked the maidservant to make a pot of hot tea. Then he went directly to the plum garden.
Ye Hongyu slowly stood up in the rain corridor and looked at him. She said, "Why are there more problems?"
Ning Que walked to her side and poured two cups of hot tea from the pot. He took one cup and held it in his hand to warm his palms that had been washed by the rain. Then he lay down on the bamboo chair.
He said, "The Tang Empire has always been very faithful to its promises. Once it's signed, it's not easy to take action. So, of course, I have to kill those people I want to kill before I sign."
Ye Hongyu stared into his eyes and said, "You promised that I wouldn't touch them."
Ning Que pushed the teacup to her and said, "I promised you that I would send back the descendants of the clans in the Clear River Guild Hall. I didn't say that I would definitely send them back alive. Their corpses are all outside the courtyard. If the Divine Hall is interested, they can bring them back to Clear River at any time. I have no interest in collecting their corpses."
Ye Hongyu said, "Do you think this is interesting?"
Ning Que said, "Of course it's interesting. Otherwise, why would I do it? Even if you think word games are boring, you have to understand that I haven't signed that piece of paper, so I can do anything. "
Ye Hongyu said, "Aren't you worried that you will anger me?"
"Anger can't decide the outcome. Just like how you have angered me long ago, I can't kill you because I can't control the situation. Similarly, you can't decide everything. Regardless of whether it's the Hierarch or the person hiding behind the scenes, they all need you to bring the agreement back to the Divine Hall. So, your anger can't affect anything. "
Ning Que took a sip of tea and said, "Moreover, we have already given you what you want the most. Those people in the Clear River Guild Hall are just accessories and not important at all."
Ye Hongyu said, "It's not up to you to decide whether it's important or not."
"The clans in Qinghe County are just a group of dogs raised by the Divine Hall. You might be angry that these dogs have been killed, but you won't go so far as to fall out with the Academy just because of this. On the contrary, don't you think that it's not a bad thing for the Divine Hall to let me vent my anger?"
Ning Que smiled and said, "Also, I might not be able to decide whether this matter is important to you. So, I did it first before telling you. This is helping you make the decision."
The spring rain was pattering in front of the eaves, and the sky was a little dark. The Robe of Judgment on Ye Hongyu's body was like a blood flag, but it could not cover up the smell of blood coming from Ning Que.
He had already taken a bath, but the smell of blood was still strong. He really didn't know how many people he had killed in the Clear River Guild Hall. No matter how much bitter tea he drank, it would be difficult to cleanse his heart.
It was quiet in the corridor for a long time.
Ye Hongyu said, "It's all over."
Ning Que said, "Or, it's just the beginning."
Ye Hongyu looked at him and asked, "Will you still kill people like today in the future?"
Ning Que thought for a moment and said, "I do have many people I want to kill."
Ye Hongyu raised her eyebrows slightly and said, "Your name will be on the agreement."
Ning Que smiled and said, "You know how shameless I can be."
Ye Hongyu said, "Even in the name of the Academy?"
"I have never cared about my teacher's reputation."
Ning Que put down the teacup and stood up to stretch. He called out to the spring rain in front of the eaves and said, "If the Divine Hall cares, I can quit the Academy at any time."
Ye Hongyu said, "You don't seem to have thought that the Divine Hall will not keep to the agreement if you kill too many people."
Ning Que turned to look at her and said, "The people that the Academy is afraid of are not in the Divine Hall. In the eyes of those two, the people of the world are like ants. Why would they be angry just because a few ants died? Of course, I will only kill those who can be killed, and try not to make the Divine Hall too angry. "
Ye Hongyu said, "You want to test the bottom line of Haotian Taoism?"
Ning Que said mockingly, "Since when does Haotian Taoism have a bottom line?"
Ye Hongyu looked at him and said, "Do you know why I don't care about the murder in the Clear River Guild Hall?"
Ning Que said, "Of course not because you really treat those people as dogs."
"That's right."
Ye Hongyu said, "Those people are already dead. And I believe that even if you want to kill more people, no matter how many people you want to kill, you will not be able to."
"Why?" Ning Que asked calmly.
"Because you will never be able to walk out of Chang 'an."
She looked into Ning Que's eyes indifferently and said, "You will be trapped in Chang 'an for the rest of your life. You are just an angry prisoner."
Ning Que did not say anything, because it was the truth.
If he left Chang 'an, Haotian Taoism would definitely do everything possible to kill him at all costs. Because he was invincible in the city, and weak outside the city.
He was the array eye of Chang 'an.
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The West-Hill Divine Palace's diplomatic corps left Chang 'an.
When they came, they did not have much hope. When they left, they obtained countless treasures and a victory that no one had ever obtained before.
Only Ye Hongyu and the Headmaster of the Revelation Institute knew the real secret of the negotiation within the Divine Hall's diplomatic corps.
The Headmaster of the Revelation Institute was not satisfied with the agreement because he knew that Haotian Taoism had two hidden Grand Cultivators with unfathomable states. Instead, he was puzzled. He did not understand why the West-Hill Divine Palace did not take this opportunity to continue their war against the Tang Empire. Instead, they chose a truce.
Ye Hongyu looked at the shadows of willow branches in the rain outside the window and thought to herself, "Drinking can kill, writing Hairpin-style Small Regular Script can kill, and reading can kill. No one except Divine Lord Lotus wants to see such a world. Moreover, Mr. First has learned how to fight, Jun Mo does not even pick up his crown when it falls to the ground, Mr. Third is the cicada, and Ning Que is not afraid of death anymore. Who dares to say that they will win against such an Academy?"
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Ning Que stood under the Southern City Gate and looked at the falling rain. He said, "The rain is getting lighter."
He was saying goodbye, not to the West-Hill Divine Palace's diplomatic corps, but to Mo Shanshan.
Mo Shanshan said, "Then I should go."
Ning Que said after a moment of silence, "Actually, it's good to leave a few days later."
Mo Shanshan said calmly, "No matter how late you are, you will have to leave eventually."
Ning Que did not know what to say, so he did not answer.
Mo Shanshan looked at him and asked seriously, "Will you kill a lot of people in the future?"
Ning Que thought for a moment and said, "Yes, if I can leave Chang 'an, I will kill a lot of people."
Mo Shanshan looked at her white shoes and did not speak for a long time. No one knew what she was thinking. Then she looked up and said with a sweet smile, "I wish you a happy killing."
Ning Que felt that the spring rain became softer and said, "I will try my best."
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The West-Hill Divine Palace's diplomatic corps left and the war officially came to an end. Although the Golden Palace who occupied the Xiangwan Plain tried to move south in late spring, they were fiercely counterattacked by the Northern Battlefront Army and were severely reprimanded by the West-Hill Divine Palace. They had to retreat to the Seven Stockaded Villages and accept the reality.
The war gradually subsided. The Eastern Wilderness Cavalry fled back to the Yan territory, and most of the Divine Hall Coalition Army also retreated to the South Jin Kingdom and the West-Hill Divine Kingdom. Life gradually became peaceful, but many people had died.
The white banners in front of the prince's mansion did not completely vent the anger of the Tangs. The imperial court did a lot of work for this, hoping to direct the anger to the right target, such as Haotian Taoism.
Ning Que did not care about these things. In peacetime, the back of the mountain of the Academy still followed the law of not interfering with the imperial court. The most important thing was that he was not in the mood to care about these things.
He wanted to leave the city.
He had not left Chang 'an for many days.
Many people wanted to enter Chang 'an, but they could not because he was in the city.
He wanted to leave the city, but he did not dare to. Because in a small town outside the city, someone was drinking and eating meat.
Ning Que found that he had become a prisoner in this city, just as Ye Hongyu said.
He still had many unsolved mysteries in his heart.
Who found the Drunkard and let him come to Chang 'an? Why did that person return the carriage and iron arrows to him? Why did that person let the Drunkard tell him that?
"Every death in the world is a reunion after a long separation."
What did that mean?
He had thought of a possibility, but his reason told him that it was the least possible.
Therefore, he was trapped in the city.
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