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Qin Xuan casually spread his hands and said, "Although Yuan Feng is extremely talented, he has only just started practicing Dao Yuan Jue. It's normal that he can't beat a martial artist."
Ren Xuan gave Yuan Yi a meaningful look. Yuan Feng, you know more than just Dao Yuan Jue...
The young man in front of him showed a slight change of expression and fell into silence.
Finally, Yuan Yi sighed softly, his voice muffled: "A while ago, Xiao Feng had a conflict with his fellow apprentices in the martial arts hall. He beat up nine of the ten people who were discussing martial arts that day, and he didn't even spare the martial arts master."
Yuan Yi spoke slowly, his voice full of fatigue and worry: "We agreed that you can only use Dao Yuan Jue from now on."
The young man lowered his brows and eyes, feeling guilty. "He's still young. I just... don't want him to be covered in blood before he can even see his own way."
But the fact is, Yuan Feng was beaten outside and almost died.
Just because he restricted Yuan Feng.
Yuan Feng's forbidden techniques, his martial arts, and even his life experience...
Everything about Yuan Feng had long since far exceeded Yuan Yi's original understanding.
Yuan Yi lowered his eyelashes, his tone hesitant: "I originally... was planning to take him to see the two adults, but he left before I could finish my words."
His gaze fell on Ren Xuan, filled with guilt, helplessness, and a sense of helplessness. "My Lords, could you please help Xiao Feng find his family? I really don't know...how to teach him."
Ren Xuan also saw in the files the incident of a fight between fellow disciples in the martial arts school.
There were nine people, and the most seriously injured one was Yuan Feng, who had lost a tooth.
If that little ancestor really wants to take action, it would be a miracle if anyone is left alive.
Ren Xuan was silent for a moment, and suddenly felt that his previous plans were too shameful.
Planning to target Yuan Feng and bring him under his control - it sounds like a good deal.
But if he asked himself, was Ren Xuan sure that he could prevent that little devil from killing people indiscriminately?
Not mentioning the previous life.
In this life, how many people had that brat killed in front of him?
Perhaps instead of winning over the little devil, it is better to prevent the little devil from turning into a monster again.
That is more important.
Ren Xuan met the young man's gaze again: "Back then, I tacitly allowed the Yanshis to contact Xiao Feng. I think Brother Yuan also thought so."
Ren Xuan smiled: "Those Yanshi are Xiao Feng's clansmen. They do know more about Yuan Feng and can help him develop better. But so what?"
He paused, his voice sinking: "Do they really regard Yuan Feng as a human being? Not necessarily."
Ren Xuan jokingly said, "What they call love is nothing more than gathering countless bones and blood to forge a more powerful monster."
Ren Xuan hesitated for a moment, but continued, "Let me tell Brother Yuan a story."
His tone was very soft, but the end of his words was very low, like the wind blowing the falling snow, sweeping away the dust that had been buried in his memory for many years.
"Ren once killed a monster. It was powerful, more powerful than any warrior Ren had ever seen, but the monster knew nothing. He was raised with the utmost care by a group of lunatics. They told him that human life was just a plaything, and that killing was just the most basic form of natural selection. Yet, Ren still killed him in the end. The monster never cared about human life, but there were people that the monster cared about, from birth to death."
Ren Xuan lowered his head and looked into the teacup in his hand, and what lingered in his eyes was the blood-red sword shadows and knife lights.
Ren Xuan shook his head and stopped thinking about these old things. The past was too heavy and it made him feel upset when he mentioned it.
"Now that I think about it..."
"If someone had been willing to teach him back then—"
"Things may not get to that point."
Ren Xuan was serious. He put down the teacup and looked into Yuan Yi's eyes.
"Brother Yuan."
"Your brother has no lack of growth."
"Since he was born, he has stood at a height that many people cannot reach in their lifetime."
"What Xiao Feng lacks is how to be more like a human being."
Ren Xuan sighed softly, and his tone softened: "Yuan Feng, I can't control it, and Shi An can't control it either. He's your brother."
If you can't control this ancestor, no one in this world can control him.
Having said this, Ren Xuan paused, then suddenly changed the subject, retreating to advance: "Of course."
"Brother Yuan, you can just hand Xiao Feng over to me. I believe I'm better than those Yanshi. I can teach him when to hit someone and when to kill someone."
Ren Xuan looked at Yuan Yi, weighing every word carefully: "In the final analysis, do you trust me?"
"If you can't even trust me—"
"Then why should I write to those so-called 'family'? Perhaps for Xiao Feng, the whole meaning of his existence is only you, Brother Yuan."
Silence again.
Qin Xuan seemed to notice something was wrong with the young man beside him. "What's wrong? Headache again? Mind-controlling techniques aren't easy to eradicate. I'd better find a formation master to take a look someday."
"fine--"
Yuan Yi reluctantly shook his head, his fingers unconsciously pressing on his forehead, and a very vague fragment flashed through the young man's mind.
It’s so strange, yet so familiar.
The young man took a deep breath and calmed himself down.
The voice was slightly hoarse, but extremely calm.
"You're right. I've already trusted the wrong person once."
"I'm responsible for it myself."
The young man finally raised his head and looked at Ren Xuan with every word he said seriously.
"General Ren, Xiao Feng doesn't exist for anyone, and his life doesn't need anyone to give it meaning. Xiao Feng will have his own friends and his own life."
"I promise."
Ren Xuan nodded and stood up, finally stating his purpose: "To be honest, I'm here regarding the murder of Master Zhao An. Since Brother Yuan believes Xiao Feng didn't do it, how about you two follow me to the government office and explain everything you know to Shi An?"
Yuan Yi was about to agree, but was stopped by the person next to him.
Qin Xuan stood in front of him, his tone light, but revealing an attitude that could not be questioned: "He is not feeling well, I will go with you."
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In the county government office, Ren Xuan always knew why Qin Xuan suddenly became so alert.
Where is the Dog Emperor waiting...
From the very beginning, Qin Shu was not here for Zhao An's murder.
Qin Xuan glanced at him calmly and said, "Third Brother, I thought we had already agreed on this at Shengde Temple."
Qin Shu only smiled, but the smile did not reach his eyes: "So I am not here to cause trouble to my royal brother. I will not report my royal brother to my father if he hangs out with the assassin. But I want to bring the murderer of the assassination case back for punishment. If my royal brother wants to personally intervene——"
"Isn't that inappropriate?"
The air seemed to freeze for a moment.
The temperature in the house seemed to drop suddenly.
Qin Xuan's voice was low and calm: "Third Brother, Lu Xiyun is not in serious trouble. Don't make things too serious."
Qin Shu sneered, his brows sharp as a blade: "Then why don't you try it yourself, my royal brother? How about passing under the hanging waterfall arrow?"
Qin Xuan cursed in his heart. As expected, as long as Lu Xiyun was involved, the third brother would be like a mad dog, biting anyone to death.
Qin Xuan spoke coldly, his words as cold as ice: "Third Brother, if you don't touch him, I won't return to the Imperial City. How about that?"
When these words were spoken, everyone in the room was stunned.
Ren Xuan was startled, almost thinking he had misheard. He suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Qin Xuan's calm profile. Only one thought remained in his mind:
——Is this person crazy?
Qin Xuan actually gave up fighting for the throne just for an assassin?
It's unbelievable.
Qin Shu was also surprised. Qin Xuan was not showing weakness, but the other party was showing his cards.
To retreat in order to attack, Qin Xuan casually said that he would not return to the imperial city. If he insisted on "forcing" Qin Xuan to go back, Qin Xuan could go to war with him in an all-out manner.
Qin Shu stared at Qin Xuan for a long time and finally understood his opponent's strategy: If you touch him, I will overturn the table.
The air was extremely quiet.
Qin Shu was silent for a moment, then he spoke, "Over ten thousand soldiers were robbed in Wujia Village recently. Is your Royal Brother aware of this?"
Qin Xuan knew what the other party was guarding against. Qin Shu was guarding against him raising private soldiers.
He replied, "This matter has nothing to do with me. You can bring the Heart Verification Tablet."
Qin Shu looked at him expressionlessly, and finally spat out three words coldly: "Investigate the case."
Qin Shu turned and left, his tone calm: "Ren Xuan."
Ren Xuan immediately stood up and followed, but he had already guessed about 70% of what was going on.
As expected, Qin Shu spoke in a leisurely tone, but with a hint of coldness that was unclear: "Tens of thousands of pieces. If it wasn't Qin Xuan, who would need so many knives?"
Ren Xuan paused, of course he knew what Qin Shu was talking about.
More than ten thousand Xuan-level artifacts disappeared out of thin air at the foot of the imperial city. This is definitely not something that ordinary bandits could do.
He responded, "I met Mr. Fang from Yinshu City today. This might be a direction."
Qin Shu nodded: "Go and find out."
Ren Xuan nodded, then changed the subject and said, "This Zhao An case doesn't seem to be important. What about the deadline? Your Highness, what do you think?"
Qin Shutou didn't reply, only saying, "The deadline will be changed to one month. Talk to Lu Shian yourself."
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After seeing Qin Shu off, Ren Xuan first returned to the county government office.
The knife is dead, but the person is alive. In any case of a robbery involving weapons, it is of course more important to appease the target.
He cleared his throat: "Shi'an, good news."
Lu Shian was looking through the notes left by Qin Xuan without even looking up: "...put it away."
Ren Xuan raised an eyebrow. This reaction was a bit cold. General Ren persisted: "The deadline has been changed."
"How many days will it be changed?"
"Thirty days."
Lu Shian raised his eyes when he heard this: "What did you say to Qin Shu?"
Ren Xuan took two steps closer and waved his hand nonchalantly, "It's just a matter of convenience, don't take it to heart."
Lu Shian looked at him, was silent for a moment, and then said sincerely: "Thank you."
Ren Xuan was a little at a loss for a moment.
He has always been quick-witted and would talk nonsense to anyone he met, but Lu Shian's sudden "thank you" caught him off guard and he was choked for a long time.
He turned his head and coughed, as if trying to hide something: "You and I are no strangers, why should we be so distant?"
As soon as he said this, even he himself felt that it was a bit old-fashioned - what kind of underworld tone was this from ten years ago.
He simply stood up and said, "I'm going to focus on the weapons case. You should be more flexible. This is not the imperial city. Those people outside are holding Qin Shu hostage. They don't recognize your Lu family's name at all."
He paused, then turned back and reminded: "Be careful."
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Ren Xuan left the yamen and didn't go looking for Fang Xingfei at all, nor did he go to look for any clues or secretly visit any knife workshop.
He led a fast horse and headed straight for Lu's mansion.
What the hell is going on? The goods lost in Yinshu City, pushing the line in the opposite direction? Did the night wind freeze his brain?
Just ask Xie Lingyan, isn't he attractive?!
When he arrived at the Lu Mansion, Ren Xuan also caught Prince Lu who was "openly disobeying the imperial order".
Although it sounded casual, what the emperor wrote in black and white on Lu Shizi's arms before returning from Shengde Temple that day was indeed an imperial decree - asking Lu Xiyun to rest well.
At the moment, it seems that Lu Xiyun doesn't take it seriously at all.
Ren Xuan was not surprised at all. You know, from the very beginning, Qin Shu had been arguing with him: the logic of this imperial edict is weird.
You can't punish him again just because he doesn't behave himself.
If the law is unknown, then the power is unfathomable. If there is no law that can be seen with the naked eye, then deterrence will be even more ridiculous.
Actually, Ren Xuan wanted to laugh when he heard that the Dog Emperor and the Cricket Queen were being so indulgent. When Qin Shu took over later, he would be far superior to the Queen in terms of indulgence.
Ren Xuan called Lu Xiyun, who was practicing sword, over and very tactfully did not mention anything about the martial arts performance.
"Sir, over ten thousand weapons have been lost in Yinshu City recently. His Highness has ordered me to investigate this matter thoroughly. Could you please ask City Lord Xie about this?"
The young man wiped his sweat, his brows and eyes were clear, but his tone was not very happy: "Let Qin Shu ask it himself."
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