What she knew was from the mouth of the storyteller, so when Mo Rongzhan explained it to her, she was really amazed. It turned out that there were so many sects in the world. It sounded as if they were not as simple as the imperial court.
"... How many sects are there in Yuan Country?" Ye Zhen asked. She listened to Mo Rongzhan's words. Nowadays, the underworld was not very stable. Evil sects like the Thousand-hand Spider were killing people everywhere. Now, people were in a state of panic, but she still didn't know anything.
Mo Rongzhan chuckled, "There are many small sects in Yuan Country, but there are only three that are famous in Jianghu. One is Hua Feng Sect in Hua Feng Mountain, another is Bi Ling Palace in Snow Mountain, and the last one is Luo Shui Pavilion which only accepts women."
"… I haven't heard of any of them." Ye Zhen smiled bitterly. She really didn't know anything about the Jianghu sects.
"It's normal that you haven't heard of them. The House of Prestige has never looked down on the sects of the Jianghu. They wouldn't have any dealings with them." Mo Rongzhan said with a smile.
"What should we do now? Something must have happened, otherwise, the letter would not have been sent to you. "Ye Zhen said.
Mo Rongzhan nodded. "You're right. Every ten years, a new Alliance Master will be chosen. If the sects have any conflicts that they can't resolve, they will look for the Alliance Master to uphold justice. This year is the last year, and a new Alliance Master will be chosen. But before the Martial Arts Circle Tournament even started, the Alliance Master, Yan Jintang, was destroyed."
Ye Zhen was stunned. "Annihilation?"
"Not only was Yan Jintang destroyed, but many people were also assassinated in the pugilistic world." Mo Rongzhan showed the letter to Ye Zhen.
"The Thousand-hand Spider actually has such a powerful force?" Ye Zhen was surprised. For so many years, she had never heard of any major events in the pugilistic world. She was too ignorant before.
"Maybe the Thousand-hand Spider is just a tool to kill." Mo Rongzhan said in a low voice. He suspected that the one who stirred up the Jianghu was someone else.
"Do you know who is behind this?" Ye Zhen asked curiously.
"I don't know. Without being in the martial arts world, it's hard to guess." Mo Rongzhan lowered his eyes to look at her. "I've already sent someone to investigate."
Ye Zhen said, "Should I send someone to keep an eye on the sects in Yuan Country?"
Mo Rongzhan smiled. "If you are worried, you can ask someone to get close to them. However, Huangfu Chen should be a frequent traveler. You can ask him if there is anything you don't understand. He might know better than me."
"Yes, my master knows everything." Ye Zhen's eyes lit up.
Mo Rongzhan lowered his head and bit her pink lips. "Am I that ignorant?"
Ye Zhen avoided his kiss in his arms. "I didn't say that. You continue to read the memorials. I'll go find Mingxi and Mingyu."
Indeed, he still had many memorials that he had not finished reading, especially those regarding the sects in the Jianghu. He felt that it was time for him to free up his hands to deal with them.
"Go, they went to class today. They should be back now." Mo Rongzhan whispered and let go of Ye Zhen's hand.
Ye Zhen bowed her head and kissed him on the cheek. "Then I will accompany them."
Mingxi and Mingyu had indeed returned, but they were no longer in their own room. Instead, they ran to the back room. These two days, Mingxi came to visit Yan Xiaoliu every day when he was free. After all, he was the one who knocked him out. Even if the child forgot him, he still remembered Yan Xiaoliu.
Two small heads lay on the edge of the bed, and two pairs of equally beautiful eyes stared at Yan Xiaoliu on the bed.
"Brother, he has slept for a long time. Why hasn't he woken up yet?" Mingyu asked in a soft voice.
Mingxi's eyes were a little different from ordinary people. One of them had a touch of dark red. He looked at Yan Xiaoliu for a while. "Mother said he was injured."
"If I breathe on him, will he wake up?" Mingyu tilted her small head. She felt that her brother seemed to want this person to wake up, so she was concerned about him.
"But when you breathe on me, I still feel pain." Mingxi refused. He felt that it was a lie to say that breathing on him would not hurt. The last time he knocked his knee, his mother said that breathing on him would not hurt, but he still felt pain.
Mingyu firmly believed that she would be able to wake Yan Xiaoliu up. She struggled to climb onto the bed, her small cheeks bulging as if they were about to burst. She breathed hard on Yan Xiaoliu's face.
Puff puff —
The unconscious Yan Xiaoliu was sprayed with saliva all over his face.
"…" Ye Zhen, who was standing at the door, saw this scene and suddenly felt as if she had been struck by lightning. Her daughter was actually spitting on a little boy? Spitting?
"Don't breathe on him. Look, it's all your saliva." Mingxi pointed to the water droplets on Yan Xiaoliu's face. "Come down quickly. What if you crush him?"
Mingyu touched her small mouth with a pair of meaty hands. "I just used too much force. I won't spit this time."
"He didn't wake up either." Mingxi said, "Come down quickly."
"Or I'll bite him and he'll wake up from the pain." Mingyu said seriously. She thought this method was really great.
Before Mingxi could say no, Mingyu had already bitten Yan Xiaoliu's cheek.
"Mingyu!" Ye Zhen couldn't stand it anymore. She hurriedly walked in and pulled her away. As soon as she saw a tooth mark on Yan Xiaoliu's white cheek, she wanted to laugh, but she felt that laughing at this time would damage her dignity. "How can you spit on little brother and … bite his face?"
"Mother, I'll breathe for him, and he will wake up." Mingyu said aggrievedly. She didn't like this little brother anymore. He made her brother unhappy.
"Little brother's injury is too serious. He won't wake up just by breathing." Ye Zhen didn't know whether to laugh or cry when she saw her daughter's aggrieved look. "But if he knows that you are helping him like this, he will be happy …"
Mingxi pulled Ye Zhen's sleeve. "Mother, when will he wake up?"
"His injury is recovering, and he will wake up soon." Yan Xiaoliu had been unconscious for two days. Ye Zhen had begun to give him the spirit spring water, but she didn't know when he would wake up.
"I told you that breathing is still useful." Mingyu said proudly.
Ye Zhen nodded with a smile and asked Hong Ying to wash the saliva off Yan Xiaoliu's face. She gently pinched Mingyu's little face, which was smooth and elastic. She couldn't put it down. "Don't spit again in the future.
Mingyu nodded, not fully understanding. "I know."
Hong Ying, who was wiping Yan Xiaoliu's face, suddenly exclaimed, "Niang, he seems to be moving."
"Mother, he really woke up!" Mingxi also cried out when he saw Yan Xiaoliu's hand moving.
Ye Zhen put down Ming Yu and walked over to check Yan Xiaoliu's pulse. Sure enough, his pulse was much stronger than before. She looked at the little boy with a smile and said, "Are you awake? How do you feel? "
The little boy lying on the bed looked at the people in front of him vaguely. It took a while for his vision to return to normal. These people … Who are they?
...
(Nine-headed Bird Academy)
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