Shen Qingye heard from the Sword Saint of Qinglang that an elder had a bird that could travel a thousand miles a day, making it the perfect bird for delivering urgent messages.
The reason he didn't come during the day was because he was worried that Shen Yu would overthink things.
He only intended to visit quietly at night to borrow a bird to deliver a letter to his elder brother, but how did he end up encountering an assassin!
Shen Jiao had no idea how many children the Marquis of Anbo's family had.
Seeing that Shen Qingye addressed him as "Big Brother" in his letter, one might assume that he had connections in the underworld.
Good heavens, this guy's involved in organized crime!
Shen Jiao didn't understand why Shen Qingye harbored such deep hostility and resentment towards her; it was truly inexplicable.
She thought of something and silently turned her gaze back to the sack.
Since Shen Qingye wants to find someone to beat her up?
So……
It wouldn't be a big deal if she beat him up first, would it?
Shen Jiao, adhering to the principle of "you can hit me, but I have to strike first, only then will I understand," gave Shen Qingye a thorough beating.
Gu An, adhering to the thrifty virtue of "since we've already covered the sacks, we can't waste them; if we don't beat them up, they're just wasting our time," joined in and started a mixed doubles match.
Shen Qingye was beaten so badly recently that he didn't even have a chance to participate in the second round of the competition.
At this moment, under the feet of the expert he considered himself, he was utterly helpless and had no chance of turning the tables.
Despite the excruciating pain throughout his body, he slowly raised his hand, trembling...
He slightly raised one middle finger.
This middle finger is not a regular middle finger.
It not only represents his stubborn, defiant, and indomitable will!
It also represents his contempt for the two assassins!
Shen Qingye made a solemn vow in his heart.
Dog Assassin...
From this day forward, I, Shen Qingye, the second son of the Marquis of Anbo, will never forgive your grudges!
If we meet again in the martial world someday, I will make you pay for your blood debt!
With a "smack," Shen Jiao stomped on Shen Qingye's stubborn middle finger.
Shen Qingye: "..."
Good! Very good!
Kind people are often bullied, and good horses are often ridden.
He gritted his teeth.
Sooner or later...
He's going to chop off those two's toes...
With another "smack," Gu An stepped on his face with the sack in his hand.
Shen Qingye: "..."
He was really, really angry this time!
Those two are going too far!
Do they think he's stupid just because he doesn't get angry?
One day, he will repay...
With a muffled thud, Shen Jiao kicked the person, along with the sack, into a hidden corner.
Shen Qingye was still making a solemn oath when his forehead suddenly hit the wall, his vision went black, and he fainted.
The elders who had been covered with sacks woke up one after another shortly after Shen Jiao and Gu An left.
Each of them was burning with rage, their veins bulging, and they were furious!
Sooner or later.
They will definitely find those two arrogant assassins and tear them to pieces...
The elders were all making solemn oaths in their hearts, but before they could finish, they heard an extremely light footstep.
Immediately afterwards, a dark shadow, as if it were a ghost, swept past.
With a casual stroll, he easily knocked out the elders who had just recovered.
The moonlight, like water, illuminated the man's bright red, slightly upturned lips and the lifelike roses on his clothes.
...
The next morning, everyone knew that a chilling event had occurred throughout the Cloud Mist Sword Pavilion—
All the elders of the Elder Council were stuffed into sacks by assassins!
He was beaten so badly that his face was bruised and swollen, and his front teeth fell out.
All the disciples were immediately thrown into panic.
Are you afraid that one day it will be your turn?
"The assassins these days are so strange. They don't rob people of their money or their virtue, they just want to put sacks in their pockets? It's really bizarre. You should be extra careful these days, young lady."
During the final match, Li Wanglai said this while thinking about borrowing a few powerful disciples from the Qinglang Sword Saint to protect His Majesty and the young lady.
Shen Jiao slept too late last night and was still sleeping in the tyrant's arms.
Upon hearing this, he slowly yawned and nodded without changing his expression.
Today is the final match of the martial arts tournament, and also the competition to determine the leader of the martial arts alliance.
Originally, everyone's guesses were only about Yu Wushuang and Qingfeng Gongzi.
But now, with the sudden emergence of Shen Jiao as a dark horse, a new possibility has emerged for what was originally a foregone conclusion.
Unexpected changes and surprises are always something to look forward to.
"Young Master Shen may remain silent until he makes a stunning debut, and this time, he might just be able to secure the final victory," someone in the crowd remarked.
"Young Master Shen?" Upon hearing this address, Shen Yu's fingers tightened under his sleeves.
She woke up early in the morning but didn't see Shen Qingye. Mu Yang was still recuperating, so she had to come to the competition venue alone.
Seeing that Chen Yu was alone and rather delicate and beautiful, the man immediately tried to strike up a conversation.
"Girl, you are so beautiful, just like... just like the white lotus my mother grows."
Chen Yu: "..."
White lotus?
Chen Yu's expression was somewhat stiff.
"No, no, no..." The person could tell from Shen Yu's expression that she didn't like the metaphor.
He immediately tried to salvage the situation, saying, "I'm so sorry, I'm not good with words. The young lady has a unique temperament; she's not some innocent white lotus at all. It must be the green tea planted by my father who is worthy of her!"
The man gave a thumbs-up and said in a loud voice, "This girl is a genuine, top-tier green tea!"
Shen Yu's expression turned even uglier: "..."
After praising her, the man noticed that Shen Yu remained silent. He assumed she was just shy, so he took the initiative to talk to her about Young Master Shen.
"Young Master Shen is the young lady who serves His Majesty."
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