Hua Wanchi figured it out.
"The Ding family is related to the head of Mingyuan Pavilion. Could it be that the head of the Yun family wants to establish a relationship with Mingyuan Pavilion through this marriage and take the opportunity to get his martial arts license back?"
Yun Zong blinked blankly: "Now that you put it that way, it seems to be true."
Hua Wanchi: "So you went to Mingyuan Pavilion to retrieve the Yun family secret manual?"
Yun Zong said dejectedly, "Yes, it was finally my turn, but the Pavilion Master said that my martial arts had already been entered into Mingyuan Pavilion, and it was too late to undo it. He asked me to change my martial arts manual. But I am a member of the Yun family, how can I practice other martial arts?"
Hua Wanchi turned to look at Ding Xiaowan: "Could your family's martial arts also be admitted to Mingyuan Pavilion?"
Ding Xiaowan still looked dazed and answered mechanically, "Yes... Ever since my family's martial arts entered Mingyuan Pavilion, my father went to look for my cousin. When he came back, his face was ashen and lifeless. After that, he wanted me to marry into the Yun family."
Not only Hua Wanchi, but everyone else present also figured it out.
"The Yun family asked to marry the Ding family girl in order to establish connections and reclaim their martial arts from the Mingyuan Pavilion. The Ding family betrothed their daughter to the Yun family because they were attracted by the Yun family's influence and wanted to entrust their daughter with the rest of her life."
"Alas, who knew... that this engagement banquet would bring disaster to both families!"
"Not only that, but many other innocent people have been harmed as well. Who is behind this?"
Hua Wanchi: "Young Master Yun, didn't your family produce a high-ranking official? How dare someone plot against the Yun family?"
Yun Zong closed his eyes in despair, "Just half a month ago, news came from the capital that my uncle had died of illness. By now, I'm afraid my uncle's family has already arrived at the Yun family's old house."
Hua Wanchi always felt that there must be a big conspiracy behind this.
No matter whether Mingyuan Pavilion itself is in trouble, or these families are facing the disaster of being wiped out, or other sects are being plotted against today, there must be a big hand behind the scenes controlling all of this.
But at today's banquet, almost all the big names and forces in the martial arts world have arrived. If he plots something like this, won't he implicate his own people as well?
Hua Wanchi suddenly thought that there was a force that had not appeared.
Spider Silk Pavilion.
But as an intelligence agency, the Spider Silk Pavilion only has the opportunity to make money because of its existence in the underworld. What is the point of it calculating against these forces?
Isn't that cutting off your own source of income?
The space in the rockery cave was hidden enough. Although the group of men in black could hear the voices, there were many people on the scene. They were only concerned with chopping the people in front of them and had no time to look for those who were hiding.
Hua Wanchi and a few others have managed to survive until now.
In a short while, the field was littered with corpses, and almost all the people had been chopped to pieces. The men in black were already heading this way.
A pair of sharp eyes on the black mask revealed a fierce look.
At this moment, many knights flew out from outside the wall. Some were dressed in green, some in black, some in white, and some in brown. They shouted and started fighting with the man in black.
The one in black yelled, "Who is the master behind you? You repeatedly impersonate members of the Ghost Shadow Sect, wantonly slaughtering passersby and sowing discord among the various sects. What is your real intention?"
The man in green also shouted, "Martial arts worlds are what martial arts worlds are! You showed up at the Ding family today and slaughtered people wantonly, intending to severely damage all the forces. Could it be that you were sent by the imperial court?"
The man in brown clothes shouted, "The Jianghu and the imperial court have lived in peace for over a decade. Many of my Huichun Valley disciples have even entered the palace as imperial physicians. Yet you still rely on the Jianghu to make money. Why are you suddenly turning against each other?"
The figure in white clothes was strange and unpredictable. He left afterimages on the field, shuttled between the men in black, and took a life in an instant.
Hua Wanchi observed secretly. They said so, but the person who took action was actually an official?
The head of Mingyuan Pavilion seemed to have also attended the engagement banquet. Could he have also been harmed?
Just as he was thinking this, a long and leisurely sigh sounded from the top of the wall. The sound was not loud, but amid the sounds of the battle where swords clashed, it rang clearly in everyone's ears.
It was as if the sigh and the other sounds were placed on two independent tracks.
Everyone looked up and saw a man in a gorgeous robe, adorned with tinkling gold, jade, and gemstones, sitting leisurely on the wall, his back against a bamboo, looking at the people below with a look of slight regret.
Hua Wanchi knew that this guy would not die so easily.
Generally, this kind of character is somewhat hidden.
After all, only the strong can show such calmness and composure.
However, this made Hua Wanchi even more curious.
This guy was able to survive in this situation. How could a martial arts rookie like me be of much help in the crisis of Mingyuan Pavilion?
The people fighting on the field were concentrating on the enemy, but at the same time they were a little wary of the leader of Mingyuan Pavilion.
The man in black gritted his teeth and said angrily, "What are you sitting here watching? Why don't you come down and help?"
The head of Mingyuan Pavilion was still looking at him with a smile on his face, but something flashed in his eyes, like a hint of ridicule, or something else complicated.
Hua Wanchi was a little surprised. So Mingyuan Pavilion was actually an official force?
Doesn't that mean that the Pavilion Master represents not the underworld but the government?
Then why is Mingyuan Pavilion in danger?
She couldn't help but sigh again and again that this world was indeed very complicated.
Yun Zong's eyes were shining, and it was obvious that he was getting excited and eager to fight. He simply wanted to rush forward and have a thrilling battle for three hundred rounds.
But the person behind him held him tightly, with a worried look on his face, looking like a servant of the Yun family.
Ding Xiaowan suddenly burst into tears, choking and saying:
"How did it become like this? Yesterday I was drinking in that tavern, chatting happily with my sisters, and today, those relatives and old friends died coldly before me..."
Young Master Yun was clearly a little speechless: "My dear Miss, are you only realizing the situation now?"
He was sad, but he was a man.
No matter how sad he was, he had to face reality. Naturally, after that period of sadness, he was still thinking about how to revive the Yun family.
Ding Xiaowan stubbornly wiped the tears from her face with the back of her hand, leaving water marks on her face:
"I think you're the heartless one! You watched your loved ones die, yet remained indifferent. You're the most cold-blooded and heartless one!"
Yun Zong's face suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, and he subconsciously wanted to refute, but he felt that there was no point in refutating anymore.
Is crying useful?
Since it’s useless, I might as well think about what to do in the future.
But when he thought this way, perhaps he was really a little cold-hearted. After all, the grief of losing a loved one could not be controlled by reason.
But his emotions were not as strong as Ding Xiaowan's.
It's understandable, considering all her relatives and friends have died and she's been devastated. Isn't it normal for her to cry?
What reason do I have to blame myself?
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