When Feng Bujue stepped into the inn, many people saw him, but no one recognized him. Therefore, no one paid much attention to him and the four people behind him. They thought they were a bunch of second or third-tier faction's disciples who did not know the rules and had barged into the inn.
At that time, Si Yanran's attention was focused on the conversation between Gong Sun Qian and Ji Tong. After all, she was a coward, and she was afraid that her mistake would be seen by others, so she listened to every word nervously.
Si Yanran's seat was facing the entrance of the inn, so when she saw someone walk in from the corner of her eye, she inadvertently glanced in that direction. It would have been fine if she didn't glance, but when she did, she was so shocked that she stood up, knocking the stool under her to the ground.
Gong Sun Qian felt something was wrong, so he stopped his conversation with Ji Tong. He turned his head and saw his wife staring in the direction of the inn's entrance with a look of surprise. He followed Si Yanran's gaze and asked, "My wife, what's wrong?"
"It's them!" Si Yanran pointed at Feng Bujue and the rest who had just walked in and said, "They are the mysterious people who killed Wang Ao last night!"
At that moment, the atmosphere in the whole inn changed. Several seconds ago, the various martial artists had ignored the appearance of these five, but now, it was as if they had seen some important characters. All their eyes were focused on Feng Bujue's group.
However, no matter how the group of seniors sized them up, the five of them still looked ordinary and mediocre. In terms of appearance, they were quite handsome young men. Their clothes were very ordinary, and they didn't seem to have any weapons on them. There wasn't the slightest trace of fear on their faces, but they also didn't have the shrewd and ruthless demeanor of someone who had been in Jianghu for a long time. The most puzzling thing was that their movements didn't seem like they were people who practiced martial arts.
"Humph … So, it's you guys." Feng Bujue heard that and added coldly. As he spoke, he led his teammates forward.
The table in Chang Lin Inn's lobby was not a square table but a small round table. Each table could fit six people at most. Feng Bujue came to an empty table and sat down. After his teammates took their seats, he looked at a waiter who was far away. He snapped his fingers and beckoned for the waiter to come over.
The people there had seen many things before, but they had never seen someone snap their fingers. As the saying goes, it takes two hands to clap, but today, they saw someone make a weird gesture with one hand, and it made a crisp snap. Although this could not be said to be a great ability, everyone felt that this trick was rather novel in their hearts.
Feng Bujue used this seemingly casual and simple method to leave a weird and frivolous first impression on these martial artists.
The waiter was startled for two seconds before he walked over. Out of habit, he removed the cloth from his shoulder and started to wipe the table. At the same time, his other hand skillfully arranged a few teacups and poured tea for the guests. "Er … Dear guests … what would you like to order?"
"Guest room," Feng Bujue said.
"Oh, I'm so sorry …" When the waiter said that, he had already finished the task of wiping the table and pouring the tea. He smiled apologetically. "You see … the inn has had quite a number of guests recently, and it's already full. How about you …"
"Move away." Suddenly, a deep voice came from behind the waiter. The breath from the person's mouth hit the back of the waiter's neck. The waiter was spooked, and he quickly moved to the side.
Instantly, Feng Bujue's eyes met with the person who spoke. It was a man in his fifties. His hair was gray, and his expression was slightly angry.
Gong Sun Qian's face was quite unique. His brows were long, his nose high, his eyes low, his cheeks flat, his mouth narrow, and his jaw wide. When put together, he was not ugly, but he was very recognizable.
"Senior, are you looking for me?" Feng Bujue asked calmly.
"Hmph … Who's your senior?" Gong Sun Qian scoffed. Gong Sun Li and Si Yanran were standing on either side of the Thousand Dawn Spire's owner. Behind them, there were two disciples from the Thousand Dawn Spire.
"I see …" Feng Bujue heard this and slowly stood up.
Other than Gong Sun Qian, everyone else from the Thousand Dawn Spire took a step back. Obviously, Si Yanran had already spread the word about the players' unpredictable combat power within the Thousand Dawn Spire. If she did not make the other party more powerful, then she would not be able to explain her escape. Furthermore, it would be very embarrassing.
The atmosphere in the inn started to heat up. Many of the younger disciples who had little experience in the world were already excited. They hoped that the two parties would start fighting so that they could see for themselves how powerful Gong Sun Qian's Thousand Dawn Divine Skill was.
"Then …" Feng Bujue changed his words and said, "What do you want from me?"
As soon as he said this, the inn fell silent. It was as if a cold wind had blown through the hall …
After being scolded, Gong Sun Qian did not know how to respond. After all, the other party did call him senior at first. It was he who objected to it.
"You already know the answer!" Gong Sun Qian pretended that he did not hear anything. He said directly, "Why did you kill my disciple on the street last night?"
Feng Bujue did not react much after hearing this. His teammates looked like they were watching a show. They sipped their tea with relaxed expressions.
"Oh, so he's your disciple." Feng Bujue looked at Si Yanran's face and then at Gong Sun Li. He had already recognized this person as the square-faced man from last night.
Si Yanran and Gong Sun Li's eyes flashed, but they still looked very righteous. Si Yanran even said, "Hmph … What's wrong? Today, in front of my husband … in front of the Thousand Dawn Spire, you don't dare to admit it? " Since she was trying to frame him, she naturally had to take advantage of any opportunity to say something similar to confuse the public. According to her logic, even if Feng Bujue denied it, he was still denying it.
Feng Bujue was silent for two seconds. He quickly sorted out the identities and relationships of these people in front of him. He then replied, "Huh? I didn't come here to argue with you, but you came looking for me? "
Just when the real culprit and his accomplice thought that he was going to tell the truth, Feng Bujue unexpectedly shouted at Gong Sun Qian, "Why wouldn't I admit it? That's right! I killed him. You have a problem with that? "
When Gong Sun Li and Si Yanran heard this, they did not know how to react. A few seconds later, they were shocked. No way … He admitted it? And he admitted it so easily? Are you crazy?
While Gong Sun Qian was being scolded in the face, he said sincerely in his heart, Fine … You have guts …
"Fine! Since you admit it, there's no need to say anything else. Thousand Dawn Spire has no history with you, but you killed my people for no reason. Based on the rules of the martial world, I have to avenge my disciple … "Before Gong Sun Qian could finish, Gong Sun Qian was interrupted.
"Wait a minute!" Feng Bujue yelled to interrupt him. "Who said I killed your people for no reason?"
"Oh?" Gong Sun Qian's expression shifted. "You have a history with Wang Ao?"
"No," Feng Bujue replied.
"You have a history with Thousand Dawn Spire?"
"No."
"Humph! Then why did you kill him? "
"He was harassing my wife," Feng Bujue said as he pointed his finger at Passing Rain.
"Er …" Gong Sun Qian was speechless.
Not only him, Xiao Tan, Laughing Soul, and Atobe almost dropped their teacups on the table, but Passing Rain was calm. She still used that cold gaze to look at Feng Bujue like he owed her a lot of money, and the interest had just doubled.
"Last night, when we entered the town, we saw your disciple, Wang Ao, walking toward us in a drunken state." Feng Bujue's ability to come up with lies was undeniable. "He saw how beautiful my wife was, so he came forward to harass her." He spat on the ground. "The man probably thought that none of us knew kung fu, so he was fearless. How dare you speak rudely in front of me, pointing at my wife and speaking frivolously. "
Feng Bujue glared at Gong Sun Qian fearlessly and scolded him indirectly. "I have always despised people like him who think they are good at kung fu and come from a powerful sect. At the time, I slapped him into pieces." He scoffed coldly. "Furthermore, I know my wife's temper better than anyone else. If I didn't make my move, she would have made her move, and the man would have died." Feng Bujue grumbled. "What … Boss, are you going to take revenge for him?"
His words were like a checkmate to the man. As a case of a dead man telling no tales, there was nothing that could be refuted at first glance.
Of course, the most important part of that statement was the part about 'thinking' that none of the five of us knew kung fu. That was what Feng Bujue wanted everyone to hear. Combined with the part about the murder, it explained some things …
The people at the inn naturally knew about the two ways to enter Chang Lin Town. At that moment, realization dawned on them. The five of them had some kind of skill that could hide their real power! But that was not surprising … They had not seen these people before in the martial world, so how could they have taken the main road to enter the town? Therefore, they must have taken the small path. And since they had taken the small path, they must be experts.
"This … this is just your side of the story. How can you …" Gong Sun Qian was once again interrupted.
"Ask the two beside you whether I'm telling the truth or not," Feng Bujue said confidently.
His confidence was not without reason. He knew very well that the two beside the boss would help him cover up his lie. The reason was simple — to kill a person, one needed a motive.
Unless Si Yanran and Gong Sun Li thought it would be more convincing to accuse Feng Bujue of being a murderer, they had no reason to refute this story. After all, the real culprit was Si Yanran. In reality, the person that she had framed had nothing to do with Wang Ao. Now that Feng Bujue had come up with a motive, that was a great help to her.
"Hmm … This …" Si Yanran stammered. "I did not see the murder. When I arrived, Wang Ao was already dead …"
Gong Sun Li also lowered his voice to say, "Senior brother … I was even later. I did not see the conflict between Wang Ao and them … but I do not think they are lying." When he said this, he lowered his voice even more, "Also … I have often heard some gossip that Martial Nephew Wang likes to flirt with women and is a womanizer by nature …"
At this point, Gong Sun Qian believed about eighty percent of Feng Bujue's story. This was because a few hours ago, Si Yanran and Gong Sun Li did not explain things clearly. Of course, they could not explain it clearly.
But now, Wang Ao's death seemed to make sense.
After listening to Feng Bujue's lie and Gong Sun Li's indirect questioning, Gong Sun Qian recalled that … there were several times when Wang Ao seemed to be flirting with his master's wife. Then, he thought that Wang Ao was indeed handsome … The more Gong Sun Qian thought about it, the more he felt that it was true. The idea of revenge for his disciple was basically gone.
"What do you think? Tower Master, is what I said true? " Feng Bujue raised his voice and declared confidently, "Today, I will say it right here and now. I am the one who killed him! If you say that I am wrong to kill him, then we will do it according to the rules of the martial arts world. Life and death are predestined. Let's see who is the real deal. "
"Boss Gong Sun, you have to give us an explanation." Ji Tong, who had been watching from the side for a long time, understood what was going on, so he gloated.
The other martial artists present also believed that Feng Bujue was telling the truth. They whispered to each other and discussed animatedly. Their opinions were basically the same: This time, Thousand Dawn Spire would not be able to clean up the mess. So it was their own disciple who had acted improperly and was killed on the spot because his skills were inferior. Could it be that they still wanted revenge?
"Wang Ao … really did that frivolous act right in front of you?" Gong Sun Qian asked.
Feng Bujue knew that this lie could not stand up to scrutiny. Even if Wang Ao was drunk, and he was confident that the five people in front of him did not know any martial arts, as a disciple of a righteous sect, he would not do something like flirting with women on the street. Plus, Ru Yu's appearance in the game was not at the level of a beauty that could cause the fall of a city. It was not like Wang Ao had never seen a woman before. Logically speaking, the probability of this happening was not zero, but it was very low.
"What? Could it be that you think Wang Ao's actions … do not deserve death? " Feng Bujue suddenly revealed a ruthless expression. He took a step forward and grabbed Gong Sun Qian's collar. "Then, if I say a few flirtatious words to your wife in front of Boss Gong Sun, will you tolerate it?"
Feng Bujue looked furious, but he was actually very calm. His response was very sly. He did not directly answer Gong Sun Qian's question, but changed the topic to something else. It was as if there was no need to discuss the truth of the flirtatious words, and Gong Sun Qian was just looking for an excuse.
Feng Bujue's reaction was out of everyone's expectations. Because Master Gongsun was caught off guard, he failed to evade the man's outstretched hand. Gong Sun Qian had been in the martial world for a long time, but he had never encountered something like this before. In the martial world, if someone wanted to fight with you, they would fight. No one would grab you by the collar to threaten you. Even the Whale Gang, who used to be salt smugglers, would not do something like this.
"Young hero, please calm down." Gong Sun Qian didn't know how to respond. If he took this opportunity to strike the other party, that would be too despicable. So, he could only reply, "That's not what I meant."
"Hmph …" Feng Bujue let go of the other party with a cold snort, but his expression was still very unhappy.
His teammates gasped in amazement at his lifelike performance. Laughing Soul couldn't help but whisper into Xiao Tan's ear, "Movie King …"
"Yeah …" Xiao Tan also replied.
Even Si Yanran, who was standing across from them, was confused. I was the one who killed Wang Ao last night, right? It should be me, right? Gong Sun Li and I teamed up to frame them, right? What kind of situation is this? Not only did this person take the blame for me, he even made up the story, and acted as if it really happened. Is this person crazy?
"Uh … I haven't asked for young hero's name yet." Gong Sun Qian straightened his clothes and put on a more polite expression. At that moment, he understood that in terms of right and wrong, there was no point in arguing. Right now, it was obvious that the other party was in the right. Faced with the burning gazes of so many Jianghu fellows present, if he insisted to the end, he would only further humiliate himself.
"Broken Sword Chahitsu's leader, Feng Bujue." Feng Bujue greeted him with a fist salute.
This was not an easy question to answer. Gong Sun Qian had never heard of this sect before, and he wasn't shameless enough to reply with a "I've heard a lot about you." He had no choice but to change the topic. "Er … Master Feng, Wang Ao's actions have no sense of propriety, justice, integrity, or shame. Furthermore, he has violated the rules of the Thousand Dawn Spire. This person deserved to die, so it would be best to kill him. " He called him by his name and no longer referred to him as a 'disciple'. "I did not investigate carefully enough and was careless in accepting a disciple … Young hero Feng, you helped Thousand Dawn Spire get rid of this scoundrel, but for some unknown reason, I offended you. Please forgive me …"
"Hmm … That's more like it." Feng Bujue sat down again and took a sip of his tea. He was not polite to Gong Sun Qian at all. He looked like he was saying, "I killed someone, and you think I'm in the right?"
Not only was Master Feng not giving him any face, but he was also extremely arrogant. Gong Sun Qian's old face was a little embarrassed. Looking at Ji Tong's mocking expression, Gong Sun Qian felt a wave of anger rise from his feet to the top of his head.
He thought to himself … I can't just sit back and swallow this insult. I have to find a way to get back at him. Of course, he couldn't just fight directly. He would be accused of "bullying". Therefore, he decided to provoke him verbally. Even if they didn't fight, he could still humiliate him.
With that thought, Gong Sun Qian said, "Haha … Leader Feng, I've been in the martial world for many years …" He smiled and said, "But I've never heard of this sect called Broken Sword Chahitsu. Young hero, you're so young, but you're already so skilled in martial arts. You're also the leader of a sect. Who is your master? Where is your sect? Also … how many disciples do you have in your sect? "
Everyone, this is asking for trouble …
If language was a weapon, Gong Sun Qian would be like a wooden stick (an ancient weapon), and Feng Bujue would be like an Armstrong Jet Armstrong Cannon.
"Oh?" The corner of Feng Bujue's lips curled up to reveal a lewd smile. His expression caused goosebumps to rise all over Gong Sun Qian's body, and it gave him a very bad feeling.
Naturally, Feng Bujue already knew what the man was thinking. He laughed coldly and replied, "Well said, well said. I learned without a teacher and opened my own door. My sect does not have a fixed residence. Other than my wife and I, there are only three guests."
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