On the misty lake, a small boat was sailing towards the East Garden.
There were three people on the small boat. Bai Zhijie was at the helm, while Zhuo Feiyang and Zhao Ying stood at the bow of the boat.
Zhao Ying, who was dressed in a light green gown, asked softly, "Brother Zhuo, why did you and Brother Chu become enemies?"
Zhuo Feiyang furrowed his brows and thought for a moment. "I didn't like him the first time I saw him. He's not that capable, but he's acting all high and mighty. I hated him the moment I saw him, and I wanted to slap him to death!"
"It's not like you have a blood feud with each other. Why are you doing this?"
Zhao Ying shook her head and smiled. Both of them were very arrogant. Senior Brother Zhuo had the right to be arrogant, but Senior Brother Chu could not practice martial arts, yet he seemed to have something up his sleeves. He looked down on Senior Brother Zhuo, and this was what Senior Brother Zhuo could not tolerate.
Issuing a challenge wasn't a joke.
The House of High Dukes forbade private fights. If there were any injuries or deaths, the lightest punishment would be the abolition of martial arts and expulsion from the Public House. The most severe punishment would be death. Challenges were allowed, but the other party had the right to refuse. If the other party agreed to it, as long as they were not killed or crippled, the matter would not be pursued.
The Public House would not care even if Brother Chu initiated the challenge and was injured by Brother Zhuo.
Zhuo Feiyang scoffed, "I just can't stand seeing his arrogance!"
Zhao Ying shook her head and laughed. Prideful people could not bear to see others being prideful.
"Senior Brother Zhuo, are you really going to do this?"
"Of course!" Zhuo Feiyang scoffed. "He's courting death. I'm the kind of person who likes to help others achieve their goals. I'll turn him into a complete piece of trash!"
Zhao Ying furrowed her brows. If they didn't get along, Chu Li would be ruthless. This was too much. "Senior Chu, why do you dare to challenge me?"
"He must be so angry that he lost his mind!" Zhuo Feiyang scoffed proudly. "This arrogant bastard will never be able to handle being my Scribe!"
"Sigh …" Zhao Ying shook her head. "Brother Zhuo, you don't actually have a grudge against each other. Why do you have to do this?"
"Junior Sister Zhao, you don't understand." Zhuo Feiyang cut her off with a wave of his hand. "Be ruthless when you need to be. This bastard … Kill him when you get the chance!"
"We were classmates …" Zhao Ying sighed.
Zhuo Feiyang scoffed, "Sister Zhao, don't be soft-hearted!"
"Sigh …" Zhao Ying sighed helplessly and decided to stop him at the critical moment.
She secretly blamed Chu Li. The situation was out of his control, so he had to lower his head when he needed to. It would have been fine if he had admitted defeat. Why did he have to fight with Senior Zhuo?
Bai Zhijie said, "Young Master, Miss Zhao, we are here!"
The three of them saw a small island floating on the lake. It seemed to be floating with the wind. The island was surrounded by willow trees. Their branches drooped down to the surface of the lake, swaying in the wind like mist.
Zhuo Feiyang said, "Zhijie, wait on the boat."
"Childe, be careful!" Bai Zhijie said, "This is their territory after all!"
"I want to see what kind of tricks he has up his sleeves!" Zhuo Feiyang waved his hand dismissively. "All tricks are useless in the face of powerful martial arts!"
"Yes." Bai Zhijie nodded respectfully.
The boat slowly approached the shore. There was a jade chime hanging under the willow tree, along with a drum. Zhao Ying hit the jade chime, and the clear sound echoed throughout the East Garden.
Chu Li and Li Yue appeared. Chu Li had a sword hanging from his waist.
Chu Li stood on a high vantage point and nodded. "Zhuo Feiyang, at least you have some guts! … Sister Zhao, welcome! "
Zhuo Feiyang's handsome face darkened. He was annoyed to be looked down upon by Chu Li. He laughed coldly. "You're just a piece of trash, what's there to be afraid of?"
Chu Li turned his head and said, "Sister Zhao, come in and have a cup of tea."
Zhuo Feiyang scoffed. "What tea? Who knows if you've poisoned it? Didn't you want to challenge me? Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and fight! "
"There's no rush."
"Cut the crap!" Zhuo Feiyang shouted. "Chu Li, if you want to fight, hurry up and do it. If you don't, then admit defeat and be my Scribe!"
"You're so impulsive!" Chu Li shook his head. "You won't amount to anything!"
"Who do you think you are? Who do you think you are to say that?!" Zhuo Feiyang sneered.
Chu Li said, "If you want to fight, sure, but there needs to be some stakes. Zhuo Feiyang, if I win, you will be my Protector!"
"In your dreams!" Zhuo Feiyang laughed. "I say, Chu Li, are you awake? You want me to be your Protector?"
"Why, do you think you'll lose?"
"Of course not!"
"Then why don't you agree? Are you not confident enough? "
"What do you mean I wouldn't dare?!"
"And the Moonlight Orchid, return it to me if you lose!"
"You sure have a big appetite!" Zhuo Feiyang sneered and gritted his teeth. "That's eleven thousand taels we're talking about!"
At the thought of this, anger rushed to his head. Eleven thousand taels was cheated just like that!
Zhao Ying smiled and said, "Brother Chu, if you win, the Moonlight Orchid is yours!"
Chu Li gave a fist salute and smiled. "Thank you, Junior Sister Zhao!"
This was not the time to be polite. The Moonlight Orchid was too important. It could change one's fate!
Zhao Ying said, "Brother Chu, I thought you couldn't practice martial arts?"
Chu Li shook his head. "I can't cultivate the heart technique of inner energy, but I can still cultivate the swordsmanship."
Zhao Ying looked at him responsibly. "Then why are you acting tough!"
Chu Li cast a sidelong glance at Zhuo Feiyang. "There's no need for inner energy to deal with an idiot like him!"
"You with the surname Chu, you sure talk big!" Zhuo Feiyang laughed coldly. "Without inner force, what are you going to use to fight?"
Chu Li said, "I've cultivated the Delusion Split. It's more than enough to deal with you!"
"Delusion Splitting Sword Art? Haha! " Zhuo Feiyang laughed out loud. "You're just a piece of trash. Even if you have a precious sword that can cut through iron like it's mud, what can you do?"
Zhao Ying thought that although Zhuo Feiyang's words were harsh, he was right. Without inner force, one could not unleash the power of the swordsmanship.
Chu Li scoffed. "Zhuo Feiyang, do you agree or not?"
"What if you lose?" Zhuo Feiyang's smile faded. "You can't keep all the benefits to yourself, right?"
Chu Li patted his chest. "The ten thousand taels of silver is yours. I'll leave the Public House!"
"I have the silver, ten thousand taels is nothing!" Zhuo Feiyang scoffed. "As long as you get out of the Public House and stay out of my sight!"
"Then it's settled. Junior Sister Zhao will be the witness!"
Zhao Ying frowned. "Brother Chu, why did you guys have to go this far?"
"I had no choice. Zhuo Feiyang was a petty person. He kept finding trouble with me. I could only teach him a lesson and make him stop!" Chu Li shook his head.
"It's not shameful to be Brother Zhuo's Scribe." Zhao Ying tried her best to persuade him.
Chu Li stared at her for a while and said helplessly, "You're an innocent and kind girl!"
Zhao Ying smiled embarrassedly. He was a proud man. Being Zhuo Feiyang's Scribe was too much for him. Zhuo Feiyang had gone too far.
Chu Li unsheathed his sword. "Zhuo Feiyang, draw your sword!"
Zhuo Feiyang smiled proudly. He stepped in front of Chu Li and put on a palm technique. "I don't need my sword to deal with you!"
"Take this!" Chu Li thrust his sword forward.
Zhuo Feiyang's left palm went right through the sword and went straight for Chu Li's midsection.
Chu Li took a step back to dodge and thrust his sword forward.
"Huh?" Zhuo Feiyang had no choice but to change his move.
Chu Li thrust his sword forward again.
Zhuo Feiyang changed his move again. He decisively switched to a palm technique. His sword was soft and powerless, but it was aimed at Chu Li's vitals. Chu Li must be familiar with this palm technique.
Chu Li thrust his sword forward again.
Zhuo Feiyang had used up all his energy. He could only watch as the sword pierced his right wrist.
Chu Li sheathed his sword and smiled. "You still want to fight?"
"Again!" Zhuo Feiyang gritted his teeth.
Chu Li raised the tip of his sword.
Zhuo Feiyang clenched his palm into a fist and punched out. Chu Li thrust his sword forward.
"Ah!" Zhuo Feiyang cried out in pain. His right palm was pierced by the sword.
Chu Li's face was pale. He used his sword to support himself so that he would not fall. He had gathered all the energy in his body. His body was empty, and it felt terrible.
The tip of the sword pierced through Zhuo Feiyang's palm.
Zhao Ying quickly took out a porcelain bottle and sprinkled some powder on it to stop the bleeding. She looked at him worriedly.
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