West Lake was not large. The lake embankment was only a few li long. Looking out from the top floor, the lake water still had a vast and mighty power.
Fan Xian was standing on the top floor. Narrowing his eyes, he looked at the surface of the lake through the cover of the bamboo curtain.
He saw two shadows flitting quickly across the surface of the lake near the right embankment. Occasionally, they would tap on the surface of the lake, sending up splashes of water. Then, they would step on the bow of the boat beside the embankment and sweep past. Their speed was astonishing. They were like two bolts of lightning following one another.
Occasionally, they would follow behind and in front of the lake. Between the crisscrossing sword qi, the two of them were like rocs flying in the air. Their postures were graceful and carried a sense of killing that made one shiver.
Blood suddenly appeared. The two of them separated again and slid forward like birds.
It appeared beautiful, but it was exceptionally shocking.
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Fan Xian stood high and could see far. In just a moment, the two aces had disappeared into the winter willow woods on the other side of the lake. Looking in the direction they were going, it seemed they were going toward those black and noble courtyards.
He furrowed his brows. Yun Zhilan was heavily injured and still able to hold out for so long. Dongyi's reputation as a master swordsman was indeed not undeserved.
In the occasional eagle-like scene that appeared on the surface of the lake, the Shadow did not seem to be using the method he was most familiar with. Instead, he was using Dongyi's Sigu Sword Method. Thus, the two aces' sword moves were very similar. In a flash, although only a few fragmented scenes appeared on the surface of the lake, it was still dazzling and chilling.
Logically speaking, the Shadow was following him like a maggot attached to a bone. The injured Yun Zhilan seemed to have only one path to death. But, why did he charge straight toward the other side of the lake? Was there Dongyi's helper there? Fan Xian felt more and more that there was something strange about the gorgeous and noble wooden buildings on the other side of West Lake.
With a swish, he pulled down the bamboo curtain blocking the wind and left the side of the railing. Glancing at the Third Prince, who was looking at him stupidly, he calmly said, "What are you looking at? Keep eating. "
After saying this, he sat down at the table. Picking up his chopsticks, he began to search through the leftovers for the dwindling shrimp.
Everyone in the room stared at him in astonishment. The Third Prince was also gloomily guessing what had happened outside. Who was killing who? The people on the plain had all rushed to the side of the lake and cried out in surprise. Clearly, something big had happened.
Shi Chanli could not help but ask quietly, "Sir? What happened? "
Fan Xian didn't think much and replied straightforwardly, "I don't know who stabbed the fisherman by the lake. Right now, they're chasing him to the other side of the lake."
The room was silent. What kind of attack on a fisherman could shock the experienced and knowledgeable Jianghu heroes downstairs so much? No one believed his words, but they had no way to refute him.
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Beside the West Lake, on the bluestone plain, Haitang stood next to the official. She gazed at the two supreme experts who had already disappeared from the lake. Her expression was calm. No one knew what she was thinking.
Meanwhile, the people of the Jiangnan Wulin had already rushed to the lakeside. Looking at the ripples on the surface of the lake, they gasped in surprise.
Although the crowd did not see the first scene, they could still clearly see the scene of the small boat breaking apart and the two experts soaring across the lake like giant birds. With just a glance, everyone knew that the two people fighting had unfathomable strength. They were definitely not ordinary people, and it sounded like they had already entered the Mysterious Ninth Stage!
After the crowd's shock, they began to guess the identity of the two people. After discussing for a long time, there was still no conclusion. Even though some of the more intelligent people could see that the swordplay on the lake had the style of Sigu, they would not point it out. Those proud old men thought to themselves, Doesn't Dongyi always like to brag about how many aces you have? I'll let you fight among yourselves.
However, the female disciples from Dongyi by the lake had serious expressions. They had not thought that in the prosperous Hangzhou of the Qing Kingdom, there would be someone who dared … and could … harm their teacher! With Lv Sisi in the lead, these female swordsmen hurriedly bowed to the host and then silently left the stone plain beside the building. They anxiously ran along the lake bank in that direction.
The Jiangnan Wulin people were filled with shock, but they were also somewhat satisfied. At the end of today's lackluster Martial Conference, they were able to see the Northern Qi saint girl Haitang appear. Furthermore, two supreme swordsmen had suddenly appeared by the lakeside to fight. This ticket price was worth it.
The jianghu people of the Qing Kingdom used the assassination as an opportunity to cleverly forget about Haitang's appearance on the stage. Everyone knew that at this time, no one was a match for that girl. If they didn't want the Qing people to lose face, then they had to quickly take the opportunity to bluff their way through.
Thus, the heroes of the jianghu chose to eat in the closest building. They prepared to use wine as an introduction and then discuss the shocking scene they had seen earlier. It was rare to see the leaders of the various gangs and sects. Under the "impartial" notarization of the government, they could also discuss the distribution of benefits in the underworld.
The Jiangnan Road official and a few virtuous and respected seniors very naturally greeted Haitang, no longer mentioning what had happened earlier, and very courteously invited Miss Haitang to enter the building to rest for a while.
As they were about to enter the building, a young nobleman with a clear face and warm and spirited eyes came out to welcome them. He bowed to Haitang and warmly said, "Miss Haitang has come from afar. It is my honor to have this opportunity to get close to you."
"Who is this gentleman?" Haitang had never been an icy fairy. She asked casually and politely. Her mind was actually still on the two aces who had floated away to kill.
"My surname is Ming. I am the owner of this building."
At the very back of the group was Xia Qifei of the Jiangnan water bandits. He raised his eyes to glance at the gentleman named Ming. His expression was calm and unchanging, but he laughed coldly in his heart. His nephew, whom he hadn't seen for many years, was becoming more and more successful. He even knew how to flatter the Northern Qi people.
Upstairs Building was also the property of the Ming family. It had always been managed by a shopkeeper. However, there was a major event at the side of the building today, so the son of the current head of the Ming family, Ming Qingda, Ming Lanshi, had personally come here.
As a wealthy family in Jiangnan, they understood that not only did they have to have a good relationship with the government, but they also had to purposely curry favor with important figures from other countries. That was why he rushed out of the building to receive Haitang. At the same time, he did not forget to greet the Jiangnan Road official beside her. He was a smooth and slick character and did not seem like a wastrel.
The gazes of the customers in the building were all gathered at the door. They all wanted to see what the legendary Haitang girl looked like. Haitang herself was a famous person. Secondly, the Qing people had all heard the gossip and knew that this girl had some unclear connection with their Sir Fan junior. The Qing people all saw Fan Xian as their pride and saw him as the most outstanding figure in the court. Looking at Haitang again now, they couldn't help but have a critical and judgmental gaze as if they were looking at a bride about to marry.
When everyone saw her clearly, they couldn't help but feel a bit disappointed. This girl was not very pretty. It seemed that she was not a good match for Sir Fan junior.
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Fan Xian heard the voices outside the building gradually die down, but the inside of the building gradually become noisy. He knew that the uncivilized heroes were about to enter the building. He signaled with his eyes for a Tiger Guard to stand next to a compartment, in case there were some ignorant jianghu people who wanted to imitate the bullies in the stories and forcefully take a spot, causing a conflict. Fan Xian did not have the time to play these games in the capital.
Gao Da glanced at him. After receiving Fan Xian's nod, he waved his hand for the Tiger Guard to return. He left the room himself and took the place of the two guards who had not eaten yet.
Everyone had pretty much finished eating. Everyone, including the Third Prince, stared at Fan Xian with a questioning gaze. Sisi was no exception. Her gaze was filled with curiosity.
"What are you looking at?" Fan Xian furrowed his brows. "The matter on the lake really has nothing to do with me."
Shi Chanli laughed quietly in his heart. He thought that sometimes his teacher was smart, but sometimes his reaction was too slow. Everyone was too embarrassed to ask the question in their hearts. It was the Third Prince who didn't care about Fan Xian's temper. He chuckled and said, "It's not about that."
"Then what is it about?"
The voices outside grew louder and louder. It looked like the jianghu people downstairs couldn't sit anymore and were all heading upstairs. The Third Prince pointed outside the door and said, "That Haitang girl is here. Teacher, aren't you going to invite her in to sit?"
Everyone in the room turned their expectant gazes to Fan Xian's face. Fan Xian's face darkened and he scolded, "What kind of brains are you all born with? It's already good enough that I brought you all to Hangzhou to watch the excitement, and you still want me to personally act for you to see? "
Shi Chanli winked and said, "Teacher, Haitang is not an outsider. Eating together is a common thing."
Fan Xian smiled coldly and said, "At this time, everyone is watching. If we invite her in, everyone will know who we are."
The Third Prince used his clear and tender voice to refute, "I don't understand why we have to be incognito. Can't we reveal our identities and go sightseeing? The Jiangnan people wouldn't dare to do anything to us. "
Fan Xian furrowed his brows with a headache and said, "It's not that I'm afraid of anything. It's just that it's rare to have a relaxing trip out of the capital. Do you have to be surrounded by a dozen white-bearded officials? Your Highness, you don't like these kinds of days either, do you? "
The Third Prince paused. Only now did he realize that Commissioner Fan's incognito visit was not with the intention of secretly investigating the evidence of his family's crimes. It was purely because his interest in traveling had flared up. Thinking that he had overestimated Fan Xian's professional ethics, the Third Prince couldn't help blushing slightly. He silently criticized Fan Xian for being somewhat suspicious. He laughed mockingly and said, "So what if they know? If we don't go to the yamen ourselves, presumably no one will dare to follow us. Isn't that clearly asking for humiliation? "
Fan Xian was too lazy to pay attention to him. He thought to himself that the scene of people in officialdom sucking up was not something a child like you could understand.
The two brothers were silently looking down on each other when they heard the noise outside the side room grow louder. It seemed that someone wanted to enter the room Fan Xian and them were sitting in.
Fan Xian raised his eyebrows and said with great astonishment, "Don't say that. Did we really run into such a common thing?"
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Gao Da stood guard outside the room with a dark expression. He looked at the angry jianghu people in front of him and listened to the filthy words coming out of their mouths. His hand gripped the hilt of his long knife, but he still did not pull it out.
Haitang was looking at him with great interest.
Of course, there were already three "jianghu heroes" lying in front of him. The heroes were holding their heads and holding their stomachs, crying out wretchedly and pretending to be wronged.
Indeed, as Fan Xian had expected, after those arrogant jianghu people went upstairs, they immediately saw the room Fan Xian and them were sitting in. This room was one of the two best spots on the upper floor. The other one had been left behind by the young master of the Ming family to prepare for the host of the Martial Assembly. Those jianghu people did not dare fight for territory with the officials and Haitang, but they began to drool when they saw this room and clamored for the people inside to quickly make room.
At this time, the young master of the Ming family had not yet come upstairs. How could the shopkeepers and workers dare to offend these knife-wielding jianghu people? They could only stand to the side and say nice things.
What kind of person was Gao Da? He was one of the leaders of the Emperor's personal Tiger Guards. If he had been on the jianghu these years, he would probably have long established his own sect. Faced with such unreasonable requests, the commissioner snorted disdainfully at them and did not bother with them at all. He was just waiting for the jianghu people to move forward. Without unsheathing his long knife, he would strike them.
Then, there would be a few more wretched cries on the ground.
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The building was full of people who were attending the Martial Assembly. They were used to being unreasonable on the jianghu. Today, they suddenly saw someone even more unreasonable than them. Sharing a common hatred for their enemy, they uniformly surrounded him and looked at Gao Da with unkind gazes.
This matter was Fan Xian's fault. After half a year of "being together day and night," other than Gao Da's killing skills, he had also been infected with too much of Fan Xian's ruthlessness. Being among the common people, Gao Da did not want to be too heavy handed, so he used Fan Xian's little tricks. He finished the battle quickly, but the ruthlessness made the people watching around feel very uncomfortable.
The swordsman from Longhu Mountain furrowed his brows and said, "Sir, although it was these friends who spoke rudely first, and their requests were indeed a bit excessive, you suddenly attacking them with such underhanded methods is a bit too much."
Gao Da's face darkened. He couldn't be bothered to pay attention to him. The swordsman from Longhu Mountain saw him attack and knew that his opponent's power was probably even higher than his teacher, who was in seclusion on the mountain. Thus, he respectfully called him "sir" and did not treat him as a normal guard. Seeing Gao Da's still expressionless face, although the swordsman was a bit wary of the identity of the person in the room, he still gradually became angry.
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It was at this moment that Haitang came up to the top floor under the escort of the crowd. Looking at Gao Da facing off against the crowd, a strange light flashed through her eyes. She naturally walked into the middle of the crowd.
At this moment, everyone in the building was guessing Gao Da's identity in fear. No one had ever seen such an ace on the jianghu who used a knife, so they couldn't help feeling confused. However, Haitang had seen Gao Da many times in Shangjing in Northern Qi and had long recognized him at a glance.
Ming Shaodong saw that the scene was a mess and quickly came up to smooth things over. He also quickly ordered people to vacate the other rooms and arranged for servants to help the "heroes on the chopping block" to rest.
The Ming family had great wealth and power in Jiangnan. Any hero would have to give Ming Shaodong face. Furthermore, they could see that Gao Da's cultivation was truly astonishing. The person in the room was probably not someone they could provoke. The crowd gradually dispersed, but their mouths continued to mumble incessantly.
After arranging everything, Ming Shaodong said a few apologetic words to Gao Da. He then warmly and politely invited Haitang, the official, and the others to another private room that had been prepared earlier.
Unexpectedly, Haitang held a flower basket in one hand and looked at Gao Da with a not-quite-there smile in her eyes. She didn't even turn around. She only said in a quiet voice, "Thank you, Master Ming, for your good intentions. However, Haitang has met an old friend today. I have to go and disturb him."
Everyone was startled. The gaze they looked at Gao Da with was a bit strange. They thought to themselves that since this guard's skill was so terrifying, the identity of the person inside must be extraordinary. Furthermore, was he Haitang's old friend?
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They were all smart people. The Jiangnan Road official coughed and said something to Haitang before quickly pulling everyone away. What a joke! What if it was really that young master inside? That person was now playing a mysterious game in Jiangnan. He was not an official with a high level of flattery like the prefectural magistrate. If he rashly exposed him, would he have any good days in the officialdom in the future?
Everyone cast a fawning smile at Gao Da and quickly left like the wind. Only Ming Shaodong revealed a stunned expression and shook his head with a pained smile.
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The door to the side room was pushed open with a creak. Haitang carried the flower basket and walked in. The light suddenly brightened.
Fan Xian held a wine cup and looked at the girl who had entered without an invitation. A moment later, he choked out two words, "You're here?"
Haitang nodded and smiled slightly at the curious people in the room with their mouths wide open. Very naturally, she walked to his side and sat down. She replied, "I'm here."
Fan Xian put down the wine cup and said bitterly, "I had Gao Da go out specifically because I was afraid you would come in and reveal my whereabouts … did you not see the look he gave you?"
Gao Da stood at the door and looked innocently at the scenery of the lake and mountains outside.
Haitang took off the floral scarf on her head and said without good humor, "A proper eighth-level ace guarding the door. Only an idiot wouldn't guess who was sitting inside."
Fan Xian laughed frivolously and said, "Jiangnan is full of crouching tigers and hidden dragons. No one knows Gao Da. My boat is still moving on the river. Who would guess I've already arrived in Hangzhou?"
Haitang looked into his eyes. A moment later, she said helplessly, "Such stupid confidence, I really don't know where you got it from. Could it be that this is the spiritual victory method you mentioned in the past? "
Fan Xian retorted, "But, as long as you don't enter this room, they can only guess. How can they prove who I am?"
Haitang said with slight annoyance, "I just don't like your sneaky manner. You can clearly do things openly, yet you have to take a few turns and smear some dark colors. It's as if if you don't do this, it won't be enough to prove you're a schemer."
Fan Xian said angrily, "I've always been a schemer. How can you be any better than me? Wasn't that Northern Qi man downstairs arranged by you to find an opportunity to challenge all the heroes in Jiangnan so you could establish your might in one battle and dazzle everyone? Fortunately, you didn't get what you wanted today. Otherwise, the face of the Qing Kingdom would have been shaved clean by you. "
Haitang smiled mockingly and said, "If you don't feel good in your heart, you should have jumped down to fight me just now."
"I don't have that kind of spare time! Gao Da is standing guard at the door because Ming Shaodong is not an idiot. He will certainly find someone to test who is sitting in the room … I dare to bet my head that those jianghu men who came to cause trouble were all arranged by Ming Shaodong. I had Gao Da go out because I wanted him to intimidate the so-called jianghu people and have the Ming family stop using these lowly probing methods. You, on the other hand, messed up all the arrangements the moment you appeared, making it so that I couldn't even use the opportunity to fly off the handle. "
Fan Xian angrily said, "This is the Qing Kingdom. You have to listen to me."
Haitang's eyes gazed at the roof and said, "When have I ever listened to your arrangements?"
From the moment Haitang entered the room, the two of them began to argue tit for tat. They did not give an inch. It was clearly Fan Xian who did things indiscriminately, yet he spoke with conviction. It was clearly Haitang who purposely exposed his past, yet she said she didn't like his way of doing things. The speed at which the two of them spoke became faster and faster, but their voices were still kept very low, like a series of muffled firecrackers.
The expressions of everyone in the room became strange, but they kept their mouths tightly shut, not daring to make any sound. Looking at the exciting scene in front of them, they thought to themselves that the rumors on the jianghu were indeed true. Given Commissioner Fan's crystal heart, sharp tongue, power, and strength, there were not many people who dared to speak to him like this. Only this girl from the North could suppress Commissioner Fan in terms of aura. If there were no problems between the two of them, even if a blind man was beaten to death, he would not believe it.
The Third Prince was closest to the two of them arguing. His little face alternated between looking at Fan Xian and Haitang like he was sitting in the first row watching a tennis match. His expression was very interesting. He thought to himself that this kind of scene was rarely seen. He had to firmly remember it so that when he returned to the capital, he could tell sister Chen and father.
In the end, it was still Shi Chanli who felt a bit sorry for his teacher and carefully interjected, "Sir, Lady Haitang, let's think about how to leave now. In a bit, I'm afraid the Hangzhou Zhizhou, the Hangzhou General, the Jiangnan Weaving Factory, and those people will all rush over to greet you. I've already seen quite a few people come out of the building."
Fan Xian slapped his thigh and glared hatefully at Haitang. "Hurry up and leave. Otherwise, what kind of vacation is there?"
Haitang sat as calm as a mountain and said straightforwardly, "I'm hungry."
The Third Prince joined in the fun and said, "Then hurry and call the waiter to bring some more food."
Fan Xian glared at him.
Haitang chuckled and said, "Thank you, Third Prince."
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Not long after noon, a manor on the other side of West Lake became lively. Of course, the liveliness was limited to the courtyard. Outside, it looked as cold and cheerless as usual. This manor was beautifully decorated but not greasy. Leaning against the mountains and facing the lake, it was truly a wonderful place. Just this garden was probably worth hundreds of thousands of liang of silver.
The owner of the manor was surnamed Peng. No one knew his identity. In the past, it was only during the summer that some people would come to spend the summer heat.
Today, it was Fan Xian and his group that had come to this manor. This manor was bought by the previous Prime Minister, Lin Ruofu, using the name of a distant relative of his student, Sir Peng. Fan Xian had come to Jiangnan and come to Hangzhou. Of course, he was staying in his father-in-law's property.
The housekeeper in the garden had long received the news and had already arranged everything. At this moment, Fan Xian was sitting cross-legged on the grand wooden armchair, tasting Longjing tea and enjoying the life of a rich man in Hangzhou. He squinted at Haitang, who was quietly saying something to the Third Prince, and couldn't help feeling a bit angry.
Of course, this group of people did not continue to stay in the building above. Haitang also did not order a few more famous dishes. In order to avoid the Hangzhou officials who were hurrying over, Fan Xian pulled his subordinates and fled.
The group of carriages pretended to enter the city. Along the way, they used all of the people of the Fourth Bureau of the Overwatch Council's Inspection Division stationed in Hangzhou. They even used the two cloth stores the Sixth Bureau had prepared for assassins. Only then did this group of people disappear once again into the sea of people in the city. Silently, they circled back and entered the manor beside West Lake.
Fan Xian's heart ached for the subordinates in the Council.
Haitang glanced at him and mumbled, "Who exactly are you hiding from?"
Fan Xian sighed and said, "I'm hiding from trouble."
In reality, what happened today was because of Fan Xian's own stupidity. If he really didn't want to reveal his whereabouts, he couldn't have gone to Louwailou. If he had gone to Louwailou, then when someone stole his seat, he would have had to swallow his anger and be a grandson. The problem was that Fan Xian's personality was lively and he didn't like being a grandson. How could he always hide his true identity when walking on the jianghu?
After a while, the Third Prince went to the garden to tease the newly bought servant girl. A servant woman from the manor brought up a plate of hot cakes. Haitang ate them with relish. Looking at her appearance, she had indeed been terrifyingly hungry all the way south.
Fan Xian glanced at her and furrowed his brows. "Be more ladylike."
Haitang burst into laughter. She hadn't seen this bastard for half a year. Why did they start arguing as soon as they saw each other? That feeling was rather amusing.
After she finished eating the cakes, Fan Xian used his eyes to indicate for her to follow him to the back garden. Although he had never been to this manor before, the architectural design was always similar. Very easily, he found a quiet study.
In the study, the two of them sat down. Fan Xian gazed at the girl and said seriously, "You … should know about that rumor by now."
Haitang nodded. Suddenly, she furrowed her brows and said, "Let's not talk about that for now. Who were the two people on West Lake today? Did you recognize them?"
"I've seen that fisherman before." Fan Xian seemed to be recalling. "It should be Yun Zhilan. Last year … oh, no, it should be the year before last. I saw him once in the Palace. At that time, he was the leader of the Dongyi diplomatic group."
Haitang furrowed her brows and was silent for a long time. She then asked, "To be able to hurt Yun Zhilan … who exactly was that assassin? Why have I never heard of such a person? "
Fan Xian smiled coldly. "A secret ambush. Even a child could kill a Great Grandmaster."
Haitang shook her head. "You probably haven't studied Dongyi's sword techniques. That assassin used the purest Sigu sword intent."
Fan Xian gently smoothed the fine hair at the corner of his forehead. Casually, he said, "Dongyi has many aces. If they kill each other, it will only be good for our plan. There is no harm."
Haitang was still thinking back to the assassin who had leaped out of the lake. She felt that although the black-clothed man used a pure sword technique, there was an indescribable strangeness to it. It was as if she had seen it somewhere before.
The reason she had this impression was because of the battle between her and Fan Xian on the meadow. The moves he used were similar to the Shadow Assassin's. They both carried the shamelessness of the Overwatch Council. However, she would never have thought of it here.
"Not one of your people?" She looked at Fan Xian with some suspicion.
Fan Xian laughed self-mockingly. "You can see it too. The assassin's ability is probably about the same as yours. How could I order around an exceptional ninth-level ace?"
Haitang nodded and accepted this explanation. She then asked, "On your way south, you actually didn't encounter any assassins. This really surprised me. Logically speaking, Xinyang should have … "
Fan Xian raised his hand and stopped her question. Calmly, he said, "A peaceful and grand event. This kind of thing is too sensational. Furthermore, Xinyang does not have the ability to kill me."
Haitang furrowed her brows. "Your injury has healed?"
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Fan Xian's expression did not change. He smiled slightly and said, "It's healed a long time ago. Otherwise, how would I dare to come down to Jiangnan? You know I've always been most afraid of death."
Haitang smiled slightly. Only then did she relax. "The matter we agreed on in the letter, is it now or at night?"
Fan Xian was a lewd person in his bones. Immediately, he heard a hint of lust in these words. He quickly coughed and said, "At night. Since it is a gift from the Imperial Advisor, I have to be more formal. Even if I don't light incense, you have to let me take a bath, right? But my question earlier … "
His question was: He clearly knew he was the illegitimate child of the Qing Emperor. Why did the Great Grandmaster Ku He still dare to give him the martial method of Tianyi Dao?
Without waiting for him to finish, Haitang had already risen with a smile and left her seat. "We'll talk about it at night. I want to go see the scenery of West Lake. I've read about it countless times in books. I haven't seen it in detail today."
Fan Xian watched as she casually picked up the flower basket on the table and asked curiously,
"Duoduo, where did you get these flowers at this time of year?"
"I bought silk flowers in Wuzhou. They're fake. They're all fake."
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Fan Xian sat silently in the study alone. After a long time, he turned around and gazed at the thick curtains. With concern, he asked, "Are you okay?"
The Shadow was indeed a shadow. Floating away from the curtains, he shook his head and said, "Yun Zhilan is heavily injured. He's not dead."
Fan Xian furrowed his brows. He knew his intuition was right again. "What happened?"
"Yun Zhilan risked his life to break into a courtyard to the side. It should be the property of the Ming family. This time, he didn't come alone. There were also a few of his disciples in the courtyard, so I retreated."
The Shadow's words did not have any emotional fluctuations. Fan Xian asked, "The Ming family? Dongyi? How powerful are the people who came? "
"Two ninth-level and three eighth-level," the Shadow replied. "However, Yun Zhilan won't have any power for half a year."
The anger in Fan Xian's eyes flashed and was immediately hidden. Faintly, he said, "Then there's a ninth-level and three eighth-level. It looks like Dongyi really thinks highly of me and has put down a lot of capital … F * ck! Where did all these aces pop out to play wholesale? "
The Shadow didn't understand his words, but he could hear his anger. He replied, "They have already left that courtyard."
Fan Xian stood up and sank into deep thought.
If he wanted to investigate the matter of the palace treasury this time in Jiangnan, he would, without question, have to flip over the Ming family and cut off the flow of money between Xinyang and Dongyi. Of the power the Ming family had, Xinyang itself did not have enough martial power to contend with. The only thing they could rely on were the many aces in Dongyi that could be packed up.
Killing an official of the court, particularly someone like Fan Xian, sounded difficult to imagine. Presumably, the Ming family would not risk the death of their entire clan to kill Fan Xian. However, if it really came down to a matter of life and death, given that crazy Eldest Princess' personality, who knew what would happen?
Once he thought of the possibility of facing an endless stream of eighth-level and ninth-level aces from Dongyi, no matter how powerful and daring he was, he still shivered. That was why he had the Shadow make the first move. He would first pick the leader, Yun Zhilan, and then lead the swordsmen of the Sixth Bureau to spare no effort in killing the Dongyi people in the Jiangnan water villages.
If Fan Xian sat in the yamen and waited for the day the Dongyi assassins came, then he would be a complete idiot. The so-called best defense was to attack. Using the terror of the Overwatch Council assassins to deal with the terror of the Dongyi assassins was the correct move.
As for Sigu Jian, that strange old creature, Fan Xian did not think his level would be able to alarm him.
He suddenly felt a chill and thought of how lucky it was that Yun Zhilan had not died. Brother Zhilan, please live a few more months, at least until the blind uncle's injuries are healed. The assault rifle could only kill, not save.
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Fan Xian awoke from his thoughts and said, "Take all of the swordsmen of the Sixth Bureau and have the people of the Second Bureau cooperate in the investigation. As soon as these people show their heads, attack. You don't need to kill them, but you must chase them until their hearts are bitterly disappointed. Make them anxious all day and stop having any ideas about me."
The Shadow nodded and suddenly said without any rhyme or reason, "The girl beside you is very powerful. It is not convenient for me to come often."
Fan Xian nodded and said, "I think the same as you. From now on, my safety is her responsibility, so there shouldn't be any problems. Also, you have to pay attention to your safety. Matters like revenge cannot be rushed. Right now, you are not a match for that Great Grandmaster."
The Shadow paused slightly and then turned to leave. However, there were two slightly wet footprints where he had been standing.
With the Shadow going around to stop and scare the Dongyi visitors, the safety around Fan Xian became a problem. This was also why he had waited until Haitang appeared before he was willing to make the decision to attack. At the same time, he no longer cared about being tracked by others.
Firstly, it was to borrow Haitang's power and his Sakuragi Hana's murderous gaze to create an opportunity for the Shadow.
Secondly, the Shadow had left and Haitang had come. He still had a superior ninth-level ace at his side. Working with the Tiger Guards, there would not be any problems with his safety. Most importantly, with this girl at his side, no matter which power in the world, if they wanted to touch him, they would have to consider the powerful national power of Northern Qi and the bald Great Grandmaster Ku He.
Furthermore, Duoduo was much cuter than the Shadow. Not only could they chat and bicker, but they could also be classmates at night and copy each other's study notes. Fan Xian laughed shamelessly.
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