Chapter 226 Killing Father's Murderer

Xiao Xuanwu crawled over on his knees, turned the corpse on the ground over, saw the face, and quickly pushed the corpse away.

She is neither the eldest sister-in-law nor the second sister-in-law.

It was actually... Shen Qingyu.

Xiao Mingshu climbed out of bed, still clutching a bloodstained knife in her hand, her face and body covered in blood.

"Xiao Wu, Fifth Brother, why are you kneeling before her? Get up! She wants to kill Jun'er and the others, she doesn't even spare the children, she's too vicious."

"Fourth Sister, are you alright? I thought the corpse on the ground was..." you.

Xiao Mingshu shook her head vigorously, "We're all fine. It was Shen Qingyu who tried to take advantage of the chaos to break into our private room with a knife. She almost killed Jun'er. My eldest and second sisters-in-law fought with her, and I stabbed her to death with the dagger my third sister-in-law gave me. I... I killed someone..."

With a clang, all the daggers fell to the ground.

At this moment, the Shen family arrived. Seeing the body on the ground, they rushed over and helped the person up, crying, "Yu'er, Yu'er, who is it? Who killed me? Yu'er, step forward..."

Xiao Mingshu quickly picked up the dagger and pointed it at the Shen family.

"She tried to kill my nephews, nieces, and sisters-in-law. I acted in self-defense..."

"It's you!"

Shen Yichun glared at her, reaching out to strangle her. "Your Xiao family has gone too far! First you killed my wife, then my son, and now my daughter. In the end, are you going to kill me too? Murderers, I will make you pay with your lives!"

Xiao Xuanwu kicked the man to the ground with a loud thud!

Old Liao chased after the men in black, but he couldn't catch them; they had long since disappeared. It started raining heavily outside.

They were injured and easily caught a cold from the rain, so they decided not to chase after them. They would settle accounts with those bastards later. When they returned to the inn, they saw the Shen and Xiao families fighting each other.

He rushed to the middle and separated the two groups of people, then lashed out with his whip between them, "Crack!"

"I'm risking my life down here, and you're still causing trouble behind my back. You tried to kill someone and got killed yourself, and now you still want justice? What kind of justice do you want?"

Shen Yichun argued, "Master Liao, they cut out my daughter's tongue. My daughter went to settle accounts with them, not intending to kill them. They were ruthless; they took lives without hesitation. The Xiao family has caused the deaths of three members of the Shen family. Our Shen family..."

Shen Yichun threw herself onto the corpse and wailed loudly.

"The Shen family's killing was wrong, but the Xiao family's actions were also truly ruthless; they took lives with every move they made."

"It's understandable that Miss Shen can't accept becoming mute and wants revenge."

...

Hearing what the crowd was saying, Shen Yichun howled even louder, hoping to gain their sympathy and have them stand on his side so that the Xiao family would pay with their lives.

Xiao Xuanwu, with his slender frame, shielded the women and children of the Xiao family behind him.

Hearing those around him echoing the Shen family's call to take Xiao Mingshu to the authorities and imprison her, he roared at them, "The Shen family provoked my Xiao family and thus brought this calamity upon themselves. They deserve it. My Xiao family did nothing wrong in eliminating a scourge for the people. Don't you want your tongues too?"

This kind of person covered their mouth, fell silent, and shook their head.

"Listen up, all of you! From now on, if anyone goes to kill someone and gets killed, I'll give you two words: You deserved it!"

Old Liao's cold gaze swept over the crowd, and he warned, "Anyone else who initiates murder or trouble, I'll either beat you to death or skin you alive."

Shen Yichun didn't get to get justice from Lao Liao; instead, he was told he deserved it and pointed at him, yelling, "Lao Liao, what benefits did the Xiao family give you that made you help her in every way?"

Madam Duan said, "The Xiao family saved his life twice, once this morning."

Old Liao glared at Madam Duan, who seemed to enjoy watching the drama unfold, and sneered, "I've always been clear about right and wrong, public and private matters are separate. If it were the Xiao family who went to kill the Shen family first and were killed themselves, I would say the same thing!"

Shen Yichun and the Shen family wanted to cause more trouble, but Old Liao lashed them several times with his whip, "Crack! Crack! Crack!!!"

"Justice! Justice! We demand justice for our own people who have died, but you deserve to kill others! I'll beat you to death!"

Old Liao doesn't pity someone just because they're miserable; there's always a reason why someone is pitiful.

Serves you right!

They could have safely reached their place of exile.

A small matter can escalate into a conflict, which can eventually lead to a death.

Old Liao beat the Shen family into submission, and they quickly carried the corpse and fled in panic.

Those who had been jeering earlier, including Madam Duan, were also whipped.

...

Suburbs, bamboo forest.

Xiao Xuance and Yan Yunzhou stood facing each other, while the surrounding bamboo and trees fell to the ground with a whoosh.

One person held a gun, and the other held a knife.

Yan Yunzhou's hand, gripping the knife, split open, and blood slid down the blade. He tore off a piece of cloth, wrapped it around his hand several times, and then tied his hand and the knife hilt together.

His men were fighting all around him, and the sound of clashing weapons filled the air.

Yan Yunzhou wiped the blood from the corner of his lips with his left hand. "I heard your martial arts were ruined and your legs were crippled. It turns out it was all a lie!"

The two clashed again, each move potentially fatal.

Xiao Xuance thrust out his spear.

Yan Yunzhou leaped into the air, his body as graceful as a crane, his legs suddenly stepping onto the bamboo poles on either side, his toes lightly touching the ground.

The spear chased after him, thrusting, stabbing, and sweeping.

Yan Yunzhou dodged the sharp spearhead, hooked his toes around the pole, and suddenly hung upside down.

The spear pierced the bamboo, and with a powerful shake, the bamboo split in two. He had no foothold and quickly landed on the spear, while the knife in his hand slashed towards his neck.

Xiao Xuance dodged backward, the blade grazing his neck with a "whoosh!"

The spear was thrust upwards.

Using the momentum, Yan Yunzhou kicked Xiao Xuance in the chest with a loud "bang!"

Using the momentum to step back, he leaped onto a nearby bamboo stalk, lightly touching the tip with his toes, and the bamboo sprang up with a slight bend.

Another slash came down, and Xiao Xuance raised his spear to block it.

Because of the injury on my leg, I was half a step slower when I stepped back, and my shoulder was scratched, leaving a long bloody mark.

Xiao Xuance flicked his wrist, and the spear spun rapidly in his palm, the spearhead like a spinning tornado, flashing with silver light.

Yan Yunzhou swung his sword left and right, about to parry, but he was a moment too slow.

A muffled sound rang out, "Thud!" The spear tip had already pierced the chest.

He vomited a mouthful of blood, "Pfft..."

Xiao Xuance gripped the gun with both hands, then with a sudden movement of his arms, he lifted it up and slammed it against a nearby tree trunk. With a "bang," leaves rustled down.

He gripped the gun barrel in front of his chest tightly with his left hand, his knuckles cracking; his right hand raised the long sword again, with a resolute determination to die together, and slashed straight at Xiao Xuance's face.

While fighting with Zhuiying, Situ Yan saw him being stabbed in the chest and used her lightness skill to fly towards him, "Yunzhou..."

The knife in his hand lunged at Xiao Xuance.

Xiao Xuance drew his spear and dodged the flying knife.

“Yunzhou…”

Yan Yunzhou's body slowly slid down the tree trunk, leaving a trail of blood as it fell from top to bottom.

"puff……"

Situ Yan tore off her veil and used it to cover the bloody hole in his chest. "Yunzhou, you promised me you would marry me after you avenged me. How could you break your promise? You can't die. You can't leave me alone. Wake up, don't die. Please, if you die, I will never live on alone..."

"Yan'er, I'm sorry, I have to break my promise..."

"No, you won't die, I won't let you die, I'll definitely find a way to save you..."

She yelled at her men, "Stop fighting! Let's go!"

His men obeyed his orders, fighting and retreating as they slowly moved toward him.

They threw several thunderbolts at the ground. "Bang bang bang!!!" Smoke filled the air, and their figures disappeared instantly.

Zhu Feng wanted to ask Xiao Xuance if they should give chase, but when he saw the injury on his shoulder, he was immediately shocked: "Your Highness, you are injured?"

Exhausted, Xiao Xuance slowly knelt on one knee, and his spear slammed into the ground with a clang.

Lightning flashed and thunder roared.

"Boom! Rumble!!!"

Just then, the long-accumulated rain clouds finally tore apart, and large raindrops pierced through the bamboo leaves with a "whoosh!" and hit his back.

The sky suddenly darkened, and the cold rain washed away the blood on the spear tassel, running down the shaft and pooling on the ground.

Chasing Wind and Chasing Shadow tried to persuade the person to go back.

Xiao Xuance ignored him and remained kneeling on the ground, as if he were repenting and atoning for his sins.

Zhu Feng, Zhui Ying, and their guards and secret agents knelt on one knee behind him and got soaked in the rain.

In the rain, a figure in plain clothes stood in front of him, tilting an umbrella towards him to shield him from the wind and rain.

Xiao Xuance saw the familiar embroidered shoes in front of him, stiffly raised his eyes, and raindrops slid down his cheeks, blurring his vision.

My gaze traveled upwards along her plain white dress, past the slightly damp hem, her protruding pregnant belly, her slender fingers holding the umbrella, and her beautiful face…

Yun Zhaoxue used a tissue to wipe the rain off his face.

His vision went from blurry to clear.

Their eyes met, and she showed no pity or blame, but rather a gentle strength that accepted all his disheveledness and sins.

Yun Zhaoxue raised her hand and pressed his head against her body. "Get up, come back with me."

If I kneel down any further, my legs will be ruined.

The dead cannot be brought back to life, so what's the point of torturing yourself?

If the King of Zhenbei knew this in the afterlife, he certainly wouldn't blame him.

Xiao Xuance realized he was soaking wet, so he quickly distanced himself from her, took the handkerchief from her hand, and hurriedly helped her wipe the clothes he had soiled.

"Xue'er, you don't need to hold the umbrella for me. Hold it yourself and don't get wet."

Yun Zhaoxue grasped his wrist, her voice gentle, "Let's go back."

Xiao Xuance shook his head, lowering his head in shame, "No, I have no face to go back. I let the tiger return to the mountain, causing my father's death. I have no face to see my mother, Shu'er, and Xiao Wu..."

"Do you plan to never see them again for the rest of your life, and then try to make amends and atone for your mistakes?"

The Xiao Xuance I know is a man of integrity, not a coward who only knows how to run away.

Yun Zhaoxue stopped trying to persuade him and turned her gaze to what was behind him: "Zhuiying, Zhufeng, take your young master back!"

"Yes!" The two men clasped their fists at him, then stepped forward and lifted him up on either side, following Yun Zhaoxue toward the carriage parked by the roadside. A group of subordinates followed behind to escort them back to the inn before disappearing into the rain.