He'll leave if I understand.
Xie An swiftly drew his sword and severed the hidden arrow, causing a rustling sound to come from the bamboo forest not far away.
"Who!" Xie An immediately stood in front of Wen Zhibai to protect him.
The man didn't dodge; instead, he leaped from the forest and swiftly attacked Xie An, demonstrating his exceptional skill.
"Protect the young lady well!!" Xie An shouted to the other guards and immediately chased after them.
In the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Qin Yanzhen arrived with a group of people.
Once Wen Zhibai could see the group's clothing clearly, he knew that today's events were unusual.
The newcomer was an elder of the Wen family, and standing beside him were several wizards dressed in red and blue intertwined, with very strange faces.
Qin Yanzhen stepped aside, making way for the white-haired old man at the head of the group.
The old man's face was unfriendly as he walked straight up to Wen Zhibai and said, "Wen Zhibai, your mother must not be buried in Wenling."
"My mother was the lawfully wedded wife of the Wen family, why can't she be buried in the family mausoleum?!" The old man's authority was as insignificant as bubbles in her eyes. Wen Zhibai took a step forward, refusing to back down in the slightest.
Qin Yanzhen gave the shaman a wink, and the shaman immediately understood and stepped forward to explain, "The deceased's fate clashed with Wenling. Even though she was the principal wife back then, for the sake of the Wen family's peace, she cannot be buried in the clan mausoleum."
"Did you hear that? Blame your mother for her bad luck, she can't even rest in peace after death, humph!" The old man was very unhappy, he flicked his sleeves, and didn't give Wen Zhibai any face at all.
"Based on the words of just one person? Or even a wizard without any basis?"
The group looked at each other, speechless for a moment.
"Shut up!" Qin Yanzhen pointed at Wen Zhibai's nose and shouted angrily, "The sorcerer is sent by the gods, how dare you slander him? The Wen family has already lost a male member because of you, and now you want to continue your evil deeds and make sure the Wen family is wiped out?!"
"Yeah yeah!"
"This is outrageous!"
"She's a monster, just like her mother!!"
The Wen family members started discussing the matter, and the old man's face turned red with anger: "This is Wen family territory, you have no right to make any decisions!! Men, dig out the coffin!"
Yes, this is the Wen family's land.
Wen Zhibai's guards went to stop the people brought by the Wen family, but Wen Zhibai stopped them.
The fact that Xie An was lured away earlier must have been their doing. Now, when they confront them, they are at a disadvantage.
Her gaze was serious as she met the old man's sharp eyes: "What's so great about the Wen family's land?"
She turned around, picked up a shovel, and dug out the yellow soil: "What good can grow in a place of disloyalty, injustice, and treacherous hearts? Will it lead to childlessness and extinction? Ha, such punishment is far too lenient."
"You wretched child! What did you say?!" The old man twisted her arm, but Wen Zhibai instead hit him with a shovel.
"Boom!"
At that moment, thunder roared, illuminating half of Wen Zhibai's face: "I am no longer a member of the Wen family, and you are no longer my elders. You have no right to touch me!!"
"You, you, you—" Everyone rushed to help the old man, who pointed at Wen Zhibai with trembling hands and cursed her for being unfilial.
"Oh no!" The sorcerer had somehow produced a multicolored compass, muttering something under her breath. Then, as another bolt of lightning struck, she immediately knelt on the ground: "The spirits of the Wen clan are enraged! They say someone's soul is impure, defiling the sanctity of Wenling, and they will punish the Wen clan descendants for their negligence in guarding it!!"
Qin Yanzhen: "Master, is there a way to break this?!"
"The only way to show repentance is to open the coffin, whip the corpse, and burn it to ashes!"
Upon hearing this, even some members of the Wen clan were horrified, as this act was far too heinous and immoral.
Upon hearing the wizard's words, a cold glint flashed in Wen Zhibai's eyes. He drew the guard's sword and pointed it directly at the wizard's throat: "You dare."
Dark clouds gather, and rain falls from the distant sky.
The sword's edge reflected the misty sky, and raindrops began to fall sporadically.
The guards stood in front of the coffin, forming a semi-encirclement with Wen Zhibai.
The clan elder said, "Wen Zhibai! Your mother was no longer a member of the Wen family. The fact that she was allowed to have her funeral held at the Wen residence after her death is already an act of great kindness from the Wen family. Now that her corpse has violated a major taboo of the Wen family, it is only right that it be reduced to ashes in the end. Don't forget that you also have the blood of the Wen family flowing in your veins. When a person dies, the lamp goes out, but the living must continue. Aren't you afraid that you will also suffer retribution?!"
"If there truly are gods in this world, it is you heartless and ungrateful people who should be punished! I am already being extremely accommodating by standing here today, but you insist on pushing me to the brink of despair. Don't blame me for fighting you to the death!"
A raindrop fell on her eyelashes, then dripped down her chin into a puddle, where it shattered into eight pieces.
"I knew you were stubborn." Qin Yanzhen walked behind the wizard, raised an eyebrow, and asked, "Zhibai, Zhibai, do you really dare to kill someone?"
“If Aunt Qin doesn’t believe me, she can try my methods.” Wen Zhibai’s wrist was as steady as a rock, and the sword’s edge was already stained with blood. The wizard trembled all over and dared not make a move.
"You? Methods?" Qin Yanzhen smiled contemptuously, then turned and half-knelt to the elders of the Wen clan, saying, "I suppose you elders are tired. It's going to rain soon, so why not entrust this matter to me? I will definitely not allow outsiders to defile the Wen family's land."
As the rain intensified, the clan elder led a group of people down the mountain first, leaving a dozen or so thugs to help Qin Yanzhen with the aftermath.
"You think you can stop us with just a few of you?" Qin Yanzhen fiddled with the ruby ring on her index finger, her tone extremely contemptuous. "But don't worry, I won't let you be beaten to death so easily today. After all, nominally, I am your mother."
"The phrase 'cuckoo in the nest' truly describes Aunt Qin perfectly."
“It was Jiang Xuwan who interfered in my relationship with the master. She is the third party. You should be the illegitimate child, and you will never be able to be in the public eye.”
"If Wen Lingchen truly had no affection for my mother whatsoever, I wouldn't be standing before you. How long will Aunt Qin continue to deceive herself?"
As if her sore spot had been hit, Qin Yanzhen's smile faded slightly, and she raised her hand to strike Wen Zhibai's face.
"Hit me?" Wen Zhibai grabbed her wrist. "Who do you think you are?"
"Go open the coffin and pull the body out!!"
Before he could finish speaking, a flash of sword light appeared, and the wizard fell to the ground.
Qin Yanzhen's pupils contracted sharply—she hadn't expected Wen Zhibai to actually dare to kill someone.
Wen Zhibai stood holding his sword, its blade gleaming coldly in the rain.
Qin Yanzhen forced herself to remain calm: "Wen Zhibai, how dare you—"
"What is my blood compared to what's on your aunt's hands?"
Wen Zhibai interrupted her, then called out loudly, "Xie An!"
The dark figure swooped in like a falcon, and in the blink of an eye, all the thugs fell to the ground, howling in pain.
Qin Yanzhen's legs went weak and she collapsed to her seat, staring in horror at Wen Zhibai, who looked completely different.
Xie An's sword was already pointed at Qin Yanzhen on the ground: "My lord instructed that anyone who upsets the young lady should be killed without exception."
"No rush." Wen Zhibai stopped his sword, then squatted down in front of Qin Yanzhen and lifted her chin: "Don't worry, I will not let you die easily today."
The mud pit on the ground trembled, rippling in circles. Seeing this, Wen Zhibai lowered his eyes and said, "Xie An, take your men and leave."
"Yes." Xie An understood her meaning, and then left with the guards, disappearing into the distant mountains and forests.
Amidst the torrential rain, Wen Zhibai took a short sword from one of the henchmen and presented it to Qin Yanzhen: "I'm giving you a chance to kill me."
"what are you up to?"
"I'll count down from ten, and you can decide what to do."
Qin Yanzhen was increasingly confused. Her attitude was completely different from Wen Zhibai's usual behavior.
"Ten, nine, eight... three, two—"
Qin Yanzhen snatched the short sword from Wen Zhibai's hand at the last second, but hesitated just before the sword was about to fall.
But in that one second of hesitation, Wen Zhibai grabbed her wrist and plunged it straight into Wen Zhibai's chest.
"you!"
Before Qin Yanzhen could finish speaking, the sound of horses neighing came from behind them.
Crimson blood flowed down Qin Yanzhen's palm. Wen Zhibai endured the excruciating pain and whispered in her ear, "You just want to fight me, don't you? Then I'll fight you to the very end."
She laughed, then fell vertically into the mud puddle and closed her eyes.
Qin Yanzhen suddenly sensed something was wrong. She turned around abruptly, and the scene before her made her break out in a cold sweat.
They are government officials.
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