Why do I have so many masters?

Chapter 122 The Price of Rules in the Imperial Court and Jianghu (Thanks to Corner Fan Yin Alliance Leader) (1/2)

The situation has now become quite clear.

Zhu Jian'an looked at the young man beside him with a faint sense of disorientation.

Had it not been for him, today I would have been thoroughly defeated. Not only would Xia Changqing have been able to extricate himself, but he could have also taken the opportunity to throw a bucket of filth on me, worsening the relationship between Great Qin and Jianghu, truly killing three birds with one stone.

Even now, regarding the previous massacre, whether the Ministry of Punishment or I was right or wrong is still a matter of debate in the eyes of others, not yet crystal clear. I insisted that those people were traitors from years ago and that the massacre had nothing to do with Danfeng Valley or me, while Wang Anfeng proved that those injuries could be faked.

To know the truth, one must go to The Number One Manor in the World to find that senior with great prestige in both Jianghu and the Imperial Court to arbitrate.

Zhu Jian'an felt overwhelmed by the complexity of many matters, forcibly suppressed them, and turned to look at the young man before him. The immaturity on his face was masked by his cautious and composed behavior, and Zhu Jian'an suddenly felt that he was no longer young, as the new generation in Jianghu were gradually showing their edge in various matters.

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Just like the young man here.

A new generation replaces the old.

The new Jianghu was gradually unveiling its curtain, and though not yet fully unfolded, it was already splendid.

While his heart was filled with these emotions, he suddenly sensed something was not quite right and furrowed his brows slightly.

Xia Changqing had used many tactics today, with the sole purpose of guiding the observers' emotions and extricating himself from the incident.

But he had no reason to come here in the first place.

Even if Great Qin had captured these people, because of the marks of fleeing Sects on their bodies, they couldn't immediately trouble Danfeng Valley. So why take unnecessary action?

Or perhaps, there was no reason at all for the massacre. The victimized family were just ordinary folk. Among three generations, only the eldest son of the elderly man had some farming skills, at best able to deal with a couple of hooligans, far from being a Martial Artist.

Such a family shouldn't have had any involvement with people from Jianghu.

As his doubts grew clearer, Zhu Jian'an's gaze fell on the pale man, who still seemed to have a trace of leisure in his expression as if he was not very concerned about his severed arm and severe injuries. When Xia Changqing noticed Zhu Jian'an's gaze, he suddenly lifted his head, the corners of his mouth slightly curling into a smile.

Zhu Jian'an suddenly felt a chill in his heart.

Urgent hoofbeats suddenly reached his ears.

Noises arose from the commoners who had been blocked from the incident, followed by the battle cries of warhorses. A brown steed leaped from behind the crowd and the rider, clearly a skilled Martial Artist, directed the horse to cross dozens of yards and land steadily not far from Zhu Jian'an.

Atop it was a tall War General, holding a bloodstained fourteen-year-old boy in his arms, with one hand on the reins and the other on the boy's back, using robust True Qi to sustain his life.

After steadying the horse, he opened his mouth and shouted with a powerful Inner Strength:

"Where is Mi Xingfa of the Fa Family..."

Before his voice had settled, one of the five experts Zhu Jian'an had summoned back with his authority rushed forward like a whirlwind, his face already deathly pale. The boy glanced at his face and a faint blush spread across his own.

He was already extremely weak, yet at that moment, he managed to raise his hand to grab the sleeve of the expert.

Tears streamed from his eyes as he said tremulously:

"Uncle... it's over... it's all over..."

"Our home... is gone..."

Mi Xingfa's body swayed.

Despite his strong cultivation, he felt his vision darken upon hearing such terrible news, almost collapsing to the ground.

The boy was grievously injured, having escaped only because the killer deliberately let him go. Now seeing the top expert of his family, he could hardly contain his terror and heartache. He spoke incoherently, and just then, his body suddenly stiffened.

Mi Xingfa and the General's expressions changed slightly as they saw a dot of blood appear on the boy's forehead, saw the blood dots connect to each other, forming a pattern of the Seven Mansions of the northern sky. The clever and quick-witted boy seemed to realize something, his face showing horror and fear, and he grasped the sleeve of the high-ranking Fa Family expert, his lips trembling as he said:

"Uncle, Uncle... I'm scared... I'm afraid..."

"I don't want to die..."

Mi Xingfa held the boy's hand, channeling his Inner Strength as if he had gone mad, and forced a reassured smile on his face, saying:

"Don't be afraid, your uncle is here, it's going to be okay..."

As his qi and blood reversed and his meridians burst, the boy's body shattered before him.

Thick blood sprayed all over Mi Xingfa, and in the air, the faint sound of a tiger's roar lingered for a long time.

Mi Xingfa's body suddenly stiffened, the smile still on his face as his last blood relative died in front of him in the most painful way. Even though he had reached Sixth Rank cultivation and was considered an expert, his mental state collapsed in an instant.

A Martial Artist possesses the power to move mountains, but in many cases, they're not any tougher than the average person.

Mi Xingfa's eyes were slightly open, his broad palms trembling, his expression a mix of laughter and tears, but he was unable to say anything.

He came from a Noble Clan of Jianghu, later joined the Imperial Court's Fa Family, and became a secret agent of Fufeng. His family then moved to a small mountain outside Fufeng County City, living self-sufficiently and calling it the estate. Though located outside the County City, it was still within the protective range of Fufeng.

Because it was not within the city, there were always five Middle Third Rank experts patrolling within a dozen miles outside of Fufeng County City.