The prison of Yangshuo City was dark and gloomy.
As the nobles of the three big families in Yangshuo City, the Chen family never thought they would get used to this kind of environment where feces and urine flowed everywhere and rats and cockroaches ran all over the floor. However, after being imprisoned for more than a month, they got used to it.
At the same time, they got used to it and felt despair because in two days, they would be executed for colluding with a foreign country. Even Chen Qin, a disciple of the Soul Blade Sect, would not be spared.
With a clatter, a dirty rice bowl was thrown outside the prison door, waking the Chen family members in the prison. They numbly crawled to the door, stretched out their right hands, grabbed the rotten food in the bowl, and fed it to their mouths. They ignored the rats that smelled the food and the cockroaches that crawled in the bowl.
"Ptui! Chen family, haha, now you're worse than dead dogs! "
The jailer spat a mouthful of phlegm into the rice bowl and walked out with a sneer. However, just as he reached the entrance of the tunnel, he heard messy footsteps approaching. He quickly pulled out his knife and looked outside with a nervous expression. He wondered who was so bold as to dare to rob the Chen family's people.
The pale-faced Zhao Shun ignored the jailer and flew into the tunnel. He arrived outside the prison cell where the members of the Chen family were imprisoned and said with fear and trepidation, "Patriarch Chen, oh, and Young Master Chen Qin, I'm here to take you out."
As soon as he said that, the Chen family members stopped eating. Zhen Chen blinked his dull eyes and murmured, "Out, out?"
"Yes, yes, yes. Sigh, I'm really sorry!" Zhao Shun's face was full of guilt, but the fear in his eyes did not fade. "We've found out that it was the Xie family who colluded with a foreign country. I've already written to the imperial court to exempt you, and there will be heavy compensation!"
The Chen family walked out of the prison cell in a daze. When they were about to walk out of the tunnel, Zhen Chen's body suddenly trembled. He slowly turned his head to look at the jailer, then asked Zhao Shun, "Commander Zhao, can, can I kill him?"
Zhao Shun did not even look at the jailer. He reached out to take off his knife and handed it to Zhen Chen with both hands.
After the time it took to burn a stick of incense, more than 20 members of the Chen family were vomiting in the ditch outside the prison. What made them vomit was not the prison guards who had been chopped into meat paste by Zhen Chen, but the month they had been living like pigs and dogs.
After half an hour, they returned to the Chen Mansion. The Chen Mansion was almost the same as before, except that the courtyard was filled with all kinds of treasures and resources needed for cultivation. Zhen Chen glanced around and found that after the disaster, the Chen Mansion's resources had not been reduced, but had increased by fifty to sixty percent.
Although he had many questions in his heart, Zhen Chen didn't take the initiative to ask when he saw that Zhao Shun had no intention to speak. After settling down the clansmen, Zhen Chen sent Zhao Shun out of the estate, and when they parted, Zhao Shun smiled and said, "Patriarch Chen, a great figure is coming to Yangshuo City the day after tomorrow. At that time, I hope Patriarch Chen can come with me to welcome him."
Zhen Chen narrowed his eyes and asked, "Knife Soul Sect?"
Zhao Shun nodded solemnly.
"Hahahaha!" Zhen Chen's doubts disappeared, and his domineering aura suddenly exploded, almost knocking Zhao Shun to the ground. As he turned around and entered the mansion, he laughed wildly, "Since it's someone from my son's sect, Commander Zhao, you should come with me to welcome him! Hahahaha! "
Zhao Shun's face alternated between red and white. The two sentences sounded similar, but the meaning was very different. The first sentence was that he was the host, and Zhen Chen was the guest. The second sentence was that Zhen Chen was the host, and he was the guest.
The reason for this situation was very simple. Zhen Chen already understood why the situation had turned upside down in an instant.
"Xie Tian …" Zhao Shun couldn't help but murmur this name. Then, he shuddered a few times and rode away.
In just two days, the Chen Family went from hell to heaven. The Chen Family was in disbelief, and the way they looked at Chen Qin was very different. This was because Zhen Chen had already made his guess public. The Chen Family had turned the tables because a great figure from the Knife Soul Sect was coming!
What was a great figure? It was at least a white-robed elder. It might even be the Vice Sect Leader of the Knife Soul Sect, or even the Sect Leader!
This kind of person could cause landslides and tsunamis even in Bianliang. How could the Xie Family withstand it?
Zhao Shun must have suddenly changed his mind because of this reason. The only reason the Chen Family could be related to the Knife Soul Sect was because Chen Qin was a disciple of the Knife Soul Sect.
Thinking about it further, the reason why a great figure from the Knife Soul Sect would come personally was because Chen Qin was highly regarded by the higher-ups of the Knife Soul Sect!
How could this not make the Chen Family excited? How could they not look at Chen Qin in a different light?
However, as the person involved, Chen Qin's heart was full of doubts. Although he was a disciple of the Knife Soul Sect in name, he had only seen a black-robed elder of the Knife Soul Sect. He didn't even know where the Knife Soul Sect was.
How could the Knife Soul Sect know what happened to his family? Why would they mobilize so many people for a disciple who hadn't even entered the sect?
The many doubts made him unable to sleep well for two nights. On the third day, before daybreak, Zhen Chen woke him up. In the meeting hall, Zhen Chen solemnly instructed, "Today's matter is of great importance. As members of the Chen Family, you must not be careless. You must be respectful to the people from the Knife Soul Sect, but you must not embarrass the Chen Family. Do you understand?"
Everyone accepted the order excitedly and left the mansion in a grandiose manner, heading towards the northern city gate. Along the way, except for Chen Qin, everyone else was arrogant. They glanced at everyone out of the corner of their eyes. When they saw Zhao Shun at the city gate, they even sneered and ignored him. It wasn't until the horse carriage appeared in the distance that they retracted their arrogance and became respectful.
Since Yangshuo City appeared before his eyes, Xie Tian was slightly absent-minded. Fortunately, he wasn't the most distinguished guest in Zhen Chen's eyes, and he didn't draw the attention of many people. Thus, he followed everyone to the most luxurious restaurant in Yangshuo City.
As the Patriarch of an aristocratic family, Zhen Chen's performance was remarkable when facing the people from the Knife Soul Sect. But when he raised his wine cup to toast, Xue Xucheng said, "I can't accept Patriarch Chen's toast. A few days ago, we left the Knife Soul Sect and are no longer disciples of the Knife Soul Sect."
As soon as these words were spoken, the entire restaurant was deathly silent.
Zhen Chen was stunned, and then he swiftly looked at Zhao Shun. He noticed that Zhao Shun seemed as if he hadn't heard what Zhen Chen said, and Zhao Shun was carefully standing by Xie Tian's side to pick up food and pour wine. Zhen Chen instantly heaved a sigh of relief, but monstrous waves had arisen in his heart.
If these people had nothing to do with the Knife Soul Sect, then the Chen family wouldn't be able to escape the fate of being executed!
Zhao Shun didn't care about this at all. After respectfully pouring wine for Xie Tian, he poured wine from Xie Tian's right hand side to side. When he came in front of Little Nine, Xie Tian said, "Little Nine, you can't drink."
"Why should I listen to you!" Little Nine slammed the wine cup on the table, looked at Zhao Shun, and shouted, "Fill it up!"
"Uh, this …" Zhao Shun didn't dare to disobey Xie Tian. He smiled and said, "Little brother, you've just recovered from your injuries, so it's not appropriate …"
"Even he can't control me, Little Nine." Little Nine's eyebrows were raised, and he glared at Zhao Shun. "You want to control me?"
Little Nine? His surname is Lian? Zhen Chen, who was in a daze, was shocked when he heard this. He quickly walked to Little Nine's side and snatched the wine pot from Zhao Shun's hand. He asked with indescribable surprise, "May I ask, young hero, are you the son of the Knife Soul Sect's Patriarch?"
Little Nine looked at Zhen Chen in confusion and replied, "Yes, you know my father?"
As expected! Zhen Chen was overjoyed. All his doubts had been answered. Even if these people left the sect, with Little Nine, the Young Patriarch, there, it didn't matter if they left or not!
He never thought that the Young Patriarch of the Knife Soul Sect would personally come to Yangshuo City. This was too much face. Thinking of this, Zhen Chen couldn't help but look at Chen Qin with gratification. He then bowed to Little Nine and said respectfully, "Patriarch of the Chen family of Yangshuo City, Zhen Chen, greets the Young Patriarch! I didn't know the Young Patriarch was coming, I didn't go out to greet you, I'm really sorry … "
"I'm not the Young Patriarch." Little Nine glanced at Zhen Chen strangely, took the wine pot from his hand and was about to pour it out. Xie Tian frowned and said again, "Your arrow injury hasn't healed, if you drink …"
"Xie Tian, don't talk nonsense!" Zhen Chen's expression was a little ugly. He took on the posture of an elder and lectured, "The Young Patriarch is not a child. How can you not know if you can drink?"
Little Nine was most afraid of people treating him like a child. Plus, he was not convinced by Xie Tian, so he nodded vigorously and raised his wine cup to drink. Xue Xucheng frowned and shouted, "Little Nine, listen to me!"
"I won't drink if you don't want to."
Little Nine dared to argue with Xie Tian, but he didn't have the guts to talk back to Xue Xucheng. He had nowhere to vent his frustrations. Seeing that Zhen Chen was still lingering by his side, he said angrily, "Do you have something else to say?"
"Uh, Young Patriarch …"
"I told you, I'm not the Young Patriarch, and I'm not from the Knife Soul Sect!" Little Nine roared angrily.
Zhen Chen couldn't believe his ears. He laughed and said, "That's impossible. You're the blood of Patriarch Lian. If you're not …"
Xue Xucheng coughed and explained, "Patriarch Chen, the position of Master of the Knife Soul Sect is not limited to the direct descendants of the Patriarch. Any talented disciple with a good temperament can fight for it. Little Nine is really not the Young Patriarch."
Zhen Chen looked as if he had been struck by lightning. He muttered, "How is that possible …"
The Chen family fell into a daze again. This group of people were not disciples of the Knife Soul Sect. Although Little Nine was a big shot, he didn't have the noble status of the Knife Soul Sect's Young Patriarch. How could Zhao Shun ignore the Xie family and save the Chen family?
At that moment, Xie Tian looked at Chen Qin and asked, "Where's Chen Qiang?"
Chen Qin heard this and his face darkened. "Xie Changyong killed him."
"Xie Changyong …" Xie Tian recalled the face of the Xie family's third elder. He got up and walked out. At the same time, he said to Boss Jia, "You guys stay here. I'll be back soon."
Zhao Shun was shocked. He wanted to shout but didn't dare to. If he waited for Xie Tian to investigate the whole story, he would be dead. So when Xie Tian reached the staircase, he finally called out to Xie Tian.
Xie Tian turned around and looked at Zhao Shun. His eyes gradually turned cold.
"Young Master Xie Tian, I … I won't hide the truth from you." Zhao Shun swallowed with difficulty and stammered, "Now, the Xie family's elders and above are all … all dead."
"What!" Zhen Chen's eyes widened. He rushed forward in disbelief and grabbed Zhao Shun. He said in horror, "Who, who killed them? Who has the guts to ignore the Azure Shadow Pavilion and the Crimson Cloud Peak?"
Zhao Shun looked at Xie Tian timidly and spat out a sentence that was like a bolt from the blue. "It, it's the Xie family's eldest son, Marshal Xie."
No one in the restaurant could believe Zhao Shun's words, including Xie Tian. Being stared at by Xie Tian's bloodshot eyes, Zhao Shun's body trembled uncontrollably. He explained with a trembling voice, "It's said that Marshal Xie cultivated a demonic skill that can absorb other people's inner qi. All the Xie family's inner qi practitioners were sucked dry by him and died."
Xue Xucheng heard this and looked at Xie Tian. He asked the question that was on everyone's mind, "Why would Marshal Xie attack his own family?"
Zhao Shun looked at Xie Tian and said in a sobbing voice, "Because of you, Young Master Xie Tian."
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