The group from the Sword Forging Manor stood tall and straight, their steps orderly. Led by Yu Wushuang, dozens of disciples followed closely behind, all carrying long swords and exuding an aura of power.
"Wow, is that Yu Wushuang in the lead? She's so beautiful. If I were a man, I would definitely marry her."
"I heard that Yu Wushuang was the first place winner in the preliminary test. She truly deserves to be called a heroine. I wonder if I will have the opportunity to spar with her. It doesn't matter whether I can beat her or not. The important thing is to learn from being beaten."
"Hahaha... You don't want to study, you clearly want to get beaten up."
"To be honest, I feel that Yu Wushuang is definitely the dark horse of this martial arts tournament, and she will definitely be able to make it into the top three."
"You never know. Don't forget that the Cloud Mist Sword Pavilion is full of experts. Apart from Qinglang Sword Saint's personal disciple, Young Master Qingfeng, there is also their junior sister Hu Rourou. They are not ordinary people."
Not only that, everyone racked their brains to list all the top fighters, including not only the sect fighters, but also the Jiangnan Sword Saint, the Moonlit Blade Master, the Southern Frontier Whip King, and the Qinggu Gun God, all of whom are renowned lone wolves.
Most people have only heard of them by name but have never seen them in person. Nevertheless, there are still many amazing legends about these four people circulating in the martial arts world. Everyone present was very excited at the thought of meeting their dream idols today.
"Senior sister, listen to me! You must fight that woman today, deflate her arrogance, and let her know why flowers are so red. Our Sword Forging Manor is not dough, and we are not to be trifled with!"
The speaker was Mu Yang. He was half a step behind Yu Wushuang. Although he had been beaten up by his senior sister, the healers of the Sword Casting Manor were not to be trifled with. In just a few days, he was back to his lively self.
Sure enough, as long as he's not bedridden, he's still Yu Wushuang's unwavering follower.
Yu Wushuang frowned and tilted her head slightly: "What woman? How many times have I told you, when you're out in the world, your words and actions don't represent your personal life, but the Sword Forging Manor. Can't you be a little more sensible?"
Mu Yang's expression was completely unconcerned, but she immediately admitted her mistake: "Okay, okay, I know, senior sister, but I don't know that person's name, and besides, I don't like her, so there's no need to be so polite."
Yu Wushuang's face immediately turned cold. If it weren't for the fact that they were all watching, she would have slapped him again. "What? You think you didn't lose enough face at the palace that day? Elder Qiande of the White Python Pavilion not only didn't gain anything, but he also lost his life. You are the ruler of the world. How dare you slander the young lady beside him? Besides, regardless of what kind of person that young lady is, she has no grudge against my Sword Forging Manor. When did I, Yu Wushuang, stoop so low as to bully a defenseless little girl?"
"Doesn't she have someone backing her up? How can she be so weak? And how can it be that she has no grudge against anyone? Doesn't that count as her bullying Miss Yu'er?"
Mu Yang wasn't happy to hear that. He muttered, "Besides, if Senior Sister had protected Miss Yu'er properly the other day, she wouldn't have been stung by bees. You didn't see her face, it was swollen like a bun. It hurt so much. Senior Sister doesn't even know she cried in pain at night, and no one could sleep well. You always teach us to be responsible for our actions. Senior Sister made a mistake, shouldn't she make it up to Miss Yu'er?"
Did she do something wrong? Is it her fault for not protecting Chenyu?
Yu Wushuang looked at her junior brother, whom she had raised since childhood, in disbelief. A hint of disappointment flashed in her eyes, and her voice trembled as she said, "That day you were seriously injured and fainted from the pain. You were in a daze and on the verge of death. I was busy carrying you down the mountain to treat you. She disregarded the bigger picture and insisted on picking flowers. In the end, I was the one who was wrong? Do you even know that if it weren't for the medicine that Doctor Liang gave you, which bought you time, you would have almost died on that rainy night when she was picking flowers?"
Mu Yang was completely exasperated. He couldn't understand what his senior sister was being so dramatic about. Yu'er was such a kind and pitiful girl, why couldn't she be more tolerant of her?
He was a little annoyed, and waved his hand dismissively, saying, "But I'm not dead."
At the same time, a carriage with a simple exterior but luxurious interior slowly drove past on the side road. Shen Jiao was dumbfounded. Wow, what a stupid statement of "everyone for me, and I for one person".
Liang Heng sighed, "What is love in this world that makes people willing to die for it?"
Shen Jiao: "..." It sounds very inappropriate? But strangely, it's also very fitting?
...
Upon hearing this, Yu Wushuang felt a sharp pain in her heart.
Seeing Mu Yang's infatuated face whenever Shen Yu was mentioned infuriated her. She forcefully suppressed the tears welling up in her eyes, clenched her fists, her gaze icy, and said in a cold tone, "Mu Yang! Shen Qingye will handle Shen Yu's matter, and the vast Anbo Marquis's mansion will handle it. You have no relation to her, so I hope you will know your limits and stop. If you make another mistake and almost drag the Sword Forging Manor down with you, don't blame me for not considering our camaraderie!"
The other disciples felt a jolt of fear; they were doomed, their senior sister was truly enraged this time.
Yu Wushuang spoke resolutely, but Mu Yang didn't take it seriously at all. To be precise, he didn't listen to Yu Wushuang's grand principles.
He has made countless mistakes since childhood, but his senior sister has never really blamed him. She has forgiven him countless times. Could she really blame him this time?
It's completely impossible for it to get better.
The other disciples of the Sword Forging Manor saw that Yu Wushuang was so angry that her eyebrows were almost burned off. They were so angry that they wanted to beat up Mu Yang, that brute. He was such a big man, but his martial arts were not good and he caused trouble everywhere. Why should his senior sister have to clean up his mess every time?
Just as they were about to scold Mu Yang, they unexpectedly ran into the Shen siblings who were coming towards them, and the disciples' expressions turned indifferent.
Upon seeing Chen Yu covered in dust and mud, Mu Yang's last shred of rationality vanished, and she rushed over to comfort her, asking helplessly what had happened.
Shen Yu pursed her lips under the curtain. "Hmm, it's nothing. I just accidentally disturbed your rest, young lady... But my face hurt so much that I couldn't help but cry... It's alright, it's alright. It doesn't matter if my clothes are dirty. As long as my face doesn't hurt too much, it's fine. If I hadn't cried, I wouldn't have upset you, young lady."
Mentioning this, Shen Qingye's thoughts drifted away. Just now, when His Majesty kicked Chen Yu, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of the beautiful woman's profile as she slept in the carriage, and was immediately startled.
They really look alike; they really resemble his shady younger sister.
He wanted to see more clearly, but unfortunately, he was kicked away by the tyrant.
Shen Qingye originally wanted to ask Mu Yang what the young lady beside His Majesty looked like, but then he gave up the idea. He knew Shen Jiao's capabilities all too well. The guards his elder brother sent were all highly skilled. Even if she had three heads and six arms, she couldn't possibly escape from Huguo Temple.
Moreover, if it really was Shen Jiao, why wouldn't she come up and greet him and Yu'er when she saw them?
Thinking of this, Shen Qingye's doubts vanished instantly. He must have been mistaken. What virtue or ability did Shen Jiao possess to deserve His Majesty's favor? His Majesty wasn't blind.
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