On this day, a figure slowly appeared in front of the deserted Xiang Jianjue Manor.
The man who came had a young face of about twenty years old, with a pale complexion. He was wearing a tattered disciple's uniform with bloodstains on the collar.
His steps were untidy, as if he was hindered by his injuries. He stumbled and walked slowly, looking back nervously from time to time, as if he was afraid of being caught up by someone.
Under normal circumstances, people who met him on the road would see his disheveled appearance and most likely send him to the Law Enforcement Hall to be charged with "disgracing the image of the sect."
But when they saw that his target was Jian Jue's residence, no one spoke out to stop him. Instead, many people followed him secretly.
The white-faced disciple had no idea that there were several little tails following him.
He walked to the gate of the manor, looked back and saw that there was no one there, and breathed a sigh of relief.
Looking up at the tall door that belonged only to the true disciples, a hint of uneasiness appeared in his eyes, but soon, this uneasiness was replaced by determination.
Since I’m going to die anyway if I continue like this, I might as well take a gamble!
Thinking of this, he took a deep breath and walked forward to knock on the door.
Bang!
The dull knocking sound echoed, and the white-faced disciple instinctively became nervous. Seeing that there was no movement inside, he was about to knock again when the door suddenly opened inward.
The white-faced disciple didn't expect the door to open so quickly. He was stunned for a moment, then looked up and saw the face that was now known to everyone in the Sword Sect.
However, the face that was rumored to be as cold as ice actually had a somewhat warm smile today.
"Come in and talk." Xiang Jianjue said softly, turned around and walked inside.
The white-faced disciple was flattered and said to his uncle...it seemed that he was not the same as the rumors said.
He followed her in a daze, and the gate of the manor closed by itself.
Not only did none of the disciples who were watching secretly leave, but there were even more of them.
At the same time, the white-faced disciple followed Xiang Jianjue, walking closely through the corridor in the courtyard.
The true courtyard is extremely spacious, occupying the entire hilltop.
It was his first time to enter the true disciple's dormitory. He couldn't help but look around and was surprised to find that Senior Brother Xiang's dormitory was empty and overgrown with weeds. There was not even a servant to maintain the courtyard.
You know, the inner disciples he had seen in the past all had at least one sword servant to handle trivial matters.
As for the true disciples, he had never been to any other place except Uncle Xiang's. But he had also seen the groups of sword servants and followers under the true disciples, who walked around in a very majestic manner.
What's going on, Uncle Xiang?
If Uncle Xiang is really as opportunistic, indulgent, and face-conscious as the rumors say, how could he not even take care of his own dormitory?
Thinking of this, the white-faced disciple felt a little refreshed, and a glimmer of hope inexplicably arose in his heart.
Uncle Xiang doesn’t match the rumors, so could what he said be true?
His wild thoughts did not last long before they were interrupted by Xiang Jianjue's voice.
"Come in and sit down."
The white-faced disciple came to his senses, looked up, and found that he had arrived at the door of a wing room.
Looking at the overly simple tables and chairs in the room, his nervousness was much lessened. He walked into the room obediently but did not sit down.
Seeing that he didn't sit down, Xiang Jianjue didn't care and asked directly, "Tell me, who caused your injuries?"
The white-faced disciple didn't expect him to be so straightforward, and his eyes turned red instantly.
Without saying a word, he knelt down with a plop and said in a low voice:
"I am an outer disciple of the Liejian Sect, my name is Yu Wei.
The disciple's aptitude is average, but he has some accomplishments in raising spirit beasts, which he uses to earn contributions to his practice.
Three months ago, the disciple took on a task from the Merit Hall to raise a spirit monkey for Liu Man, an inner disciple of the Qingjian Sect.
Liu Man said that the monkey had been tamed and only needed daily care. However, after the disciple accepted the task, he found that the monkey was wild and unruly and did not recognize its master!
Due to Liu Man's status, the disciple did not dare to act rashly and could only bite the bullet and feed the wild monkey.
Originally, the disciple had been feeding the monkey carefully and everything was going well. But now he saw that the monkey was becoming more and more docile and was about to recognize its master.
Who would have thought that Liu Man, seemingly unable to bear the fact that the relationship between her disciple and the monkey was getting better and better, suddenly took the monkey away a month ago, and when she returned it, it was covered in wounds.
Yu Wei clenched his fists, his words filled with anger: "I have been with the monkey for two months and have developed feelings for it. I couldn't bear to see it injured and listless and not eating, so I took the risk of entering the cage to feed it.
The monkey was intelligent enough to distinguish good from bad and did not hurt me.
But I didn't expect that Liu Man came just when I was halfway through feeding her, locked me in the cage and whipped me!"
At this point, the anger in Yu Wei’s eyes dissipated, and he choked up, “The spirit monkey…died to protect me.
Liu Man, however, used the excuse that I had tortured and killed the spirit monkey as an excuse to severely injure me, then threw me into the storage room and confined me in the cave, leaving me to fend for myself."
Yu Wei suddenly kowtowed several times, his forehead turning red.
"I, the disciple, escaped from the confinement cave without permission. Liu Man must have discovered it. If I return, I will surely die.
I also ask my uncle to help my disciple and uphold justice!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt the light in front of his eyes dim.
He looked up and saw Xiang Jianjue, who had been sitting just now, approaching and said calmly, "Then let's go."
Yu Wei was stunned.
…
A moment later, Yu Wei followed Xiang Jianjue to the foot of Qingjianmai Mountain, his expression becoming more and more dazed.
Uncle Xiang, did you really agree to him so easily?
The Qingjianmai had apparently received the news in advance, and not long after, a woman came down the mountain.
Xiang Jianjue recognized the person and immediately bowed slightly: "Greetings, Senior Sister Yuan."
"Thank you for being polite, Junior Brother."
True disciple Yuan Wanyin smiled slightly and said, "I know your intention. Junior brother, please lead the people over now."
Xiang Jianjue raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this. Does this mean that he can do as he pleases?
He had no connection with the Qingjian Sect, and the other party was so polite, most likely it was arranged by his master.
After figuring out the reason, Xiang Jianjue frowned slightly, nodded, and continued to take Yu Wei up the mountain.
He walked steadily all the way, with hundreds of people following him.
Some of the brave ones even followed openly. After seeing Yuan Wanyin, they hesitated for a moment before going up to greet her.
Seeing that Yuan Wanyin had no intention of blocking their way, they became bolder and quickened their pace to follow.
Under Yu Wei's guidance, Xiang Jianjue quickly found Liu Man's courtyard.
When Yu Wei saw the familiar door, hatred appeared in his eyes. Just as he was about to go up and knock on the door, the courtyard door opened a crack by itself.
A delicate jade foot stepped out from the crack of the door, followed by a delicate voice of "Uncle Xiang."
Liu Man was wearing a bright red palace dress with a high waist that reached down to her thighs. As her waist twisted, her snow-white chest was faintly visible.
After a few steps, Liu Man stopped in front of Xiang Jianjue, her eyes were charming and her voice was sweet to the point of being sickening:
"I didn't know you were coming to visit me, Master. I apologize for not coming to greet you. Please forgive me."
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