It was a tossed stone that stirred up a thousand ripples.
The others discussed among themselves.
Mingshi Yin had been quibbling before this. Now that he admitted it, it was as good as slapping himself, Zhao Yu, and everyone in the Zhao Mansion.
Zou Ping was the most furious of them all.
He had lost three of his subordinates. If he could not get an explanation for this, how was he going to face his brothers in the future? How was he going to lead this legendary master?
"Silence!"
Kong Wenzi shouted. The others fell silent.
Lu Zhou looked at Mingshi Yin. "What's the reason?"
"The West Begging Art. He deserves to die!" Mingshi Yin said.
Lu Zhou did not ask further questions. Instead, he looked at Mingshi Yin and waited for him to explain.
However, the reason was not good enough.
Mingshi Yin sensed his master's waiting gaze. He steeled his heart and said through gritted teeth, "It's because he killed my brother, Meng Sheng."
Zhi Wenzi and Zhi Wuzi. "…"
The others were puzzled.
None of them had heard of this name before, including Zhi Wenzi and Zhi Wuzi. However, they knew the meaning of the name, Meng. This confirmed their suspicion that Mingshi Yin was a remnant of the Meng Mansion.
"Meng Sheng? Your brother? "Lu Zhou asked, puzzled.
"Meng Sheng and I grew up in the Meng Mansion. When we were eight, Meng Sheng was killed by the West Begging Art," Mingshi Yin said honestly.
The members of the Evil Sky Pavilion were shocked as well.
Mingshi Yin smiled and said, "I'm not the kind of person who likes to complain. I can't be bothered to talk about the past."
Nobody was willing to talk about the unbearable past.
Whether the others believed him or not was no longer important.
The West Begging Art was dead. This was the greatest consolation to Meng Sheng's soul in heaven.
He did not want to lie to his master. He did not care about the consequences. Even if his master punished him severely, he felt it was all worth it.
"A life for a life. That's reasonable." Lu Zhou nodded in agreement.
“？”
Lu Zhou's words took everyone by surprise.
Mingshi Yin was even more surprised. 'Master didn't even ask if I'm telling the truth. Isn't he afraid that I'm making it up?'
Zou Ping and Zhi Wenzi shared the same thought.
Zhi Wenzi asked, "Which Meng Mansion are you talking about, little brother?"
"Let me correct you. He's not young, and he's not your brother," Kong Wen said.
Zhi Wenzi revealed an awkward expression and said, "My apologies."
Mingshi Yin said, "Mount Xiao's War God, Meng Mingshi."
Hearing this, Zhi Wenzi's heart thumped.
In fact, he already had the answer. This time, he was just verifying it again and again.
So he said, "So it's this Meng residence. Unfortunately, many years had passed, and there was no one named Meng Sheng in the Meng family. You said that General Xi killed Meng Sheng, but you should at least produce some evidence, right? I can see that you are a man of virtue and prestige, and you can tell right from wrong. "
"My words are proof," Lu Zhou said.
Zhi Wenzi: "…"
He felt as if his cheeks were being slapped by an invisible force.
Lu Zhou looked at Zhi Wenzi and said, "When I accepted him as my disciple, he was still young. He was only ten years old. He used to have a piece of jade that he carried with him at all times. There was a word engraved on it: Ming. Hence, I named him Mingshi Yin. Everything in the world has its cause and effect. Don't chase after impurities, don't fall into darkness, forget your worries, have clear thoughts, and understand your heart … "
All this while, he had thought that a name was merely a code.
It did not matter what his name was as long as it was not too unpleasant.
Sometimes, he would even joke about his surname. For example, he liked his surname, Ri.
The traditional view of the ancients was that a man of character should not change his name. For the unruly Mingshi Yin, this was merely empty talk. He was not bound by it.
Since ancient times, it was the responsibility of parents to name their children. They would engrave their children's expectations into their names so that they would accompany their children for life. However, to him, parents were too extravagant a luxury. He would not ask for anything.
How could Mingshi Yin not be moved by his master's words?
…
A troubled expression appeared on Zhi Wenzi's face as he said, "Old mister, how can I trust your words?"
As soon as he finished speaking …
Lu Zhou raised his hand and struck with his palm.
The palm seal shone with golden light as it shot toward Zhi Wenzi.
It was similar to the palm seal he used on Zou Ping earlier. The words' Abandon Wisdom 'hovered between his fingers. The golden dragon moved as swiftly as the wind, weaving the words in a straight line.
Zhi Wenzi was shocked.
He retreated.
"Big brother!"
Zhi Wuzi walked up to Zhi Wenzi. The two of them joined forces and launched four palm seals.
Boom!
The golden palm seal did not budge as it shot toward the two of them.
Bam!
The two of them reeled back and spat out a mouthful of blood before they fell to the ground at the same time.
Zhi Wenzi and Zhi Wuzi's Qi and blood surged. The pain was unbearable. They hastily got up and braced themselves. However, the power of the palm seal was too domineering. They spat out another mouthful of blood as soon as they got up.
"My lord!" the subordinates exclaimed in shock.
"I'm … I'm fine." Zhi Wenzi raised his hand.
He knew why Lu Zhou made a move.
Because when he said those words of doubt, he was already courting death.
There was no need for him to reason with someone who could defeat Zou Ping with a single strike.
He was certain the old man before him was a Perfected One.
Zhi Wenzi endured the pain as he cupped his fists and said, "Thank you for sparing our lives, old mister."
Lu Zhou said indifferently,
"For this old man, killing all of you and reasoning with you will achieve the same result and goal."
The others retreated in unison.
The expressions of the 100 winged cavalry warriors changed drastically.
Zhi Wenzi was speechless. He did not dare to say anything.
At this moment, a voice rang from the distance.
"Perfected One Fan has arrived."
Zhi Wenzi and Zhi Wuzi were overjoyed.
Zou Ping hastily waved his hand. Two winged cavalry warriors helped him to his feet with great difficulty.
Zhi Wenzi had thought this was a trivial matter. He did not expect Perfected One Fan would do him the honor of coming.
He and Zhi Wuzi turned around and cupped their fists in the direction of the voice.
Zou Ping did the same.
The 100 winged cavalry warriors and Zhi Wenzi's subordinates were reverent and reverent.
However, what Lu Zhou said next was like a bucket of cold water.
"Tell him to wait outside," Lu Zhou said indifferently.
"…"
Lu Zhou's words were neither harsh nor light, but they contained a peculiar charm. The others were puzzled and shocked.
Naturally, Zhao Yu understood this. He immediately said, "I'll go."
Not long after, Zhao Yu returned.
He bowed at Lu Zhou and said, "Perfected One Fan said he's willing to wait for you. He'll come in when you say you want to see him. "
Zhi Wenzi. "…"
Zhi Wuzi nudged Zhi Wenzi with his elbow. He wanted to ask if there was a mistake in the script.
Zhi Wenzi, on the other hand, turned to the side with a puzzled expression on his face.
She was about to defend herself when another voice rang from outside.
A voice came from outside again. "The 49 Swords requests an audience."
This time, without waiting for Lu Zhou's reply, Zhao Yu said impatiently, "Tell them to wait."
"Understood."
Shortly after, the cultivator who delivered the message returned and said, "49 Swords, Primordial Wolf said that Perfected One Qin has ordered us to deliver the gift to you, old mister. He said it's very important."
"Let him come in alone," Lu Zhou said.
"Understood."
Shortly after, Primordial Wolf walked in respectfully with a brocade box in his hand.
He did not know there were so many people inside.
He was even more puzzled when he entered.
He looked to his left and right and saw Zhi Wenzi, Zhi Wuzi, and Zou Ping.
However, they were not part of the mission this time.
Primordial Wolf stepped forward and said, "49 Swords, Primordial Wolf. Greetings, old mister."
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