As Chu Qinghe's lips curled into a cold smile, Jellyfish Yin Ji looked at him and said, "Was this done by Zhu Wushi?"
Clearly, at this moment, the jellyfish princess had also guessed that something was wrong.
Qu Feiyan, whose gaze was originally fixed on the rusty iron gate in front of her, turned her head to look at Shuimu Yinji when she heard Shuimu Yinji's voice.
After thinking for a moment, Qu Feiyan realized what was going on and muttered, "Young Master informed Bai Xiaosheng in June that he would come to the capital to watch the final battle between Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng. Zhu Wushi is also the leader of the Azure Dragon Society, so it's not surprising that he knew about Young Master's return. If that's the case, Zhu Wushi started preparing for this as early as June when he learned that Young Master would be coming to the capital."
"Sister Situ, are you saying that Zhu Wushi brought this rusty door to the capital?"
Jellyfish Yin Ji nodded and said, "I feel so, otherwise it would be too much of a coincidence."
Listening to what Jellyfish Yin Ji said, Qu Feiyan nodded and said, "It's too much of a coincidence."
As she spoke, Qu Feiyan suddenly understood the meaning behind Chu Qinghe's words after Zhu Wushi left last night.
After understanding the reason, Qu Feiyan asked, "So what do we do now?"
If one didn't know the reason why this rusty door appeared in the capital, that would be one thing.
But now that it's clear, if the group touches this rusty door, they'll be nothing more than pawns in Zhu Wushi's hands, used to test Cao Zhengchun's identity.
Therefore, faced with this situation, both Shuimu Yinji and Qu Feiyan focused their attention on Chu Qinghe.
Meeting the gazes of the two women, Chu Qinghe glanced at Lin Shiyin, whose eyes were fixed on the rusty gate in the distance.
Looking at Lin Shiyin, whose face was gloomy and whose eyes were filled with a sinister intent, Chu Qinghe said in a low voice, "Since she has so kindly delivered this rusty door to our doorstep, it would be a bit impolite to ignore her."
Qu Feiyan asked, "But wouldn't that just be exactly what Zhu Wushi wanted?"
Upon hearing this, Chu Qinghe said calmly, "When in Rome, do as the Romans do! Since that's his intention, why not go along with it?"
However, Chu Qinghe's voice was casual.
But listening to Chu Qinghe's somewhat cold voice, Qu Feiyan knew perfectly well that Chu Qinghe was probably still plotting something.
Thinking about it, Qu Feiyan couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
"Having offended the young master, Zhu Wushi is in big trouble!"
Chu Qinghe did not refute what Qu Feiyan said.
Everything comes at a price.
As far as Chu Qinghe was concerned, as long as he didn't provoke him, Chu Qinghe would at most take precautions and stop when things were going well.
Since they've already set their sights on Chu Qinghe, do they really expect things to go their way? Dream on!
As soon as he finished speaking, Chu Qinghe raised his hand and gently patted Lin Shiyin's shoulder before saying, "Let's go!"
Sensing Chu Qinghe's actions and hearing his voice, Lin Shiyin, whose gaze had been fixed on the rusty door address, finally snapped out of her daze.
Following Chu Qinghe's lead, the group headed toward the address of the Iron Rust Gate.
Soon, as Chu Qinghe and his group approached, the four disciples guarding the entrance of the Iron Rust Gate also saw them slowly approaching.
With a slight glance, the four disciples of the Iron Rust Sect all locked their gazes on Chu Qinghe and his companions.
It should be noted that even Qu Feiyan, Xiao Zhao, and Lin Shiyin all cultivate Heaven-rank techniques and martial arts.
In Chu Qinghe's courtyard, he also came into contact with prominent figures in the martial arts world, such as Dongfang Bubai, Yaoyue, Bai Xiaosheng, and Zhu Wushi.
Naturally, even for Qu Feiyan, Xiao Zhao, and Lin Shiyin, the long-term cultivation and changes in their knowledge and confidence have led to a completely different temperament.
Although Chu Qinghe and the others had all disguised themselves.
Although his appearance has changed, his temperament remains.
The Iron Rust Gate was merely a second-rate force, and it was located in the treacherous capital city.
Noticing the demeanor and aura that Chu Qinghe and his companions exuded as they walked, the four disciples of the Iron Rust Sect dared not act presumptuously.
When Chu Qinghe and his group were only a few steps away from the gate of the Iron Rust Sect, one of the four Iron Rust Sect disciples, a man who was slightly older and around forty years old, stepped forward, cupped his hands, and said, "This is the Iron Rust Sect. May I ask what brings you here?"
However, Chu Qinghe did not speak in response to what the Iron Rust Sect disciple said, but instead focused his gaze on Lin Shiyin.
Having spent so much time together, Lin Shiyin was perfectly aware of Chu Qinghe's meaning at that moment.
It was clear that the entire power to deal with the rusty door had been handed over to her.
Seeing this, Lin Shiyin's beautiful eyes flashed slightly before she said in a deep voice, "Go and inform Zhuge Yang that the grudge against the Demon Blade Sect should be settled."
"The Demon Blade Sect?"
Upon hearing Lin Shiyin's words, the middle-aged man who had stepped forward changed his expression and, without even thinking, drew his sword.
At the same time, the fluctuations of first-class perfect internal energy quickly emerged from the middle-aged man's body.
Upon seeing this, the other three Iron Rust Sect disciples at the entrance also drew their weapons.
However, as the four men drew their longswords one after another, Chu Qinghe noticed a faint reddish-brown sheen on the blades of the swords held by these Iron Rust Sect disciples.
Furthermore, when the blades of the longswords of these Iron Rust Sect disciples were exposed to the air, the air was noticeably filled with the scent of rust.
However, just as the four men from the Iron Rust Gate drew their long swords, before they could make any further moves, Lin Shiyin, with her internal energy flowing through her body, instantly appeared in front of the nearest middle-aged man and quickly struck him in the chest with a palm.
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