At this moment, the fire inside the room flickered.
The room was simply furnished, with only a table and chairs in the center of the room and a bed.
Lin Qingshan was lying on it.
"Sect Leader, it's time to take your medicine!"
The man in the green robe said this after carrying the bowl inside.
"good…"
Lin Qingshan's chest was wrapped in white gauze, and his face was completely bloodless, appearing even more deathly pale against the backdrop of the scorching fire.
He struggled to sit up and leaned against the headboard.
After performing just a few simple movements, his forehead was covered in cold sweat, indicating the severity of his injury.
Served by the man in the green robe, Lin Qingshan drank the medicine and then asked, "Didn't they come?"
The man in the green robe shook his head and said in a deep voice, "No, they haven't even sent anyone to inquire!"
Upon hearing this, Lin Qingshan's face darkened.
Seeing this, the man in the green robe said indignantly, "Sect Leader, they have gone too far! Even if they were using us, this act of kicking someone when they're down is far too obvious! If you ask me, once the Sect Leader's injuries have healed, we should just go back to Jiangling and never have anything to do with them again!"
And that fellow surnamed Jing, he dared to injure the sect leader! From now on, our Qingcheng Sect will be his sworn enemy! He's in the open, we're in the shadows; we refuse to believe he can be so smug forever!
Lin Qingshan waved his hand, trying to force a wry smile, but the movement aggravated his wound, causing him to wince in pain.
"You... don't understand. Go back first, we can talk about this later... Besides, even if it weren't for helping us, they wouldn't have let him go!"
The man in the green robe sighed, said nothing more, picked up the medicine bowl, opened the door, and left.
Lin Qingshan sat on the bed in a daze for a while, and just as he was about to lie down, a faint light suddenly fell from above.
He quickly looked up and saw that a hole had appeared in the roof at some point, and moonlight was pouring down through the gap.
How did the roof get damaged?
Something unusual must be going on, so Lin Qingshan became wary. However, due to his severe injuries, getting out of bed was a luxury for him, except for the ability to sit up.
At that moment, several black objects suddenly floated in through the gap and drifted up to him.
This is…
At this moment, Lin Qingshan will never forget the four identical black pottery jars in front of him, because the thing that injured him this morning was this one, only it was half the size of them!
Lin Qingshan felt an unprecedented terror, and his hair stood on end. At that moment, his only thought was to run!
Despite the pain, he got out of bed, but fell to the ground because of his injuries. At that moment, four black pottery jars landed squarely on him.
"ah--"
Lin Qingshan had never experienced such helplessness and despair before. He could even feel the flow of life. Apart from shouting to attract the attention of others, he had no other way.
"boom!"
"boom!!"
But he didn't get his chance. After he shouted his first cry, four standard grenades exploded on his body.
Severely injured and without the protection of his true qi, Lin Qingshan was now just an ordinary person. How could his flesh and blood withstand the close-range explosion of four grenades?
In just a moment, flesh and blood flew everywhere!
"boom!"
At that moment, an explosion rang out from the gap in the roof, emitting a dazzling light in the dark night…
...
Just as the Qingcheng Sect was brightly lit and bustling with noise, which then became known to all the other sects in the city.
At the Prince of Jin's residence, Jing Zhe's door was knocked on.
Immediately afterwards, the lights came on inside, and after a rustling sound, Jing Zhe, wearing a coat and covering his mouth while yawning, opened the door.
Upon seeing Prince Jin standing outside the door, Jing Zhe rubbed his eyes and asked in confusion, "Why is Prince Jin here so late?"
After saying that, he yawned again, perfectly portraying a sleepy and drowsy appearance.
Prince Jin looked him up and down, then said, "I'm truly sorry to disturb President Jing's rest so late—however, the Qingcheng Sect's Sect Leader Lin has just passed away, so I came to inform President Jing..."
"Gone? If he's gone, send people to look for him quickly! Besides, how could such a big, living person just disappear? He has hands and feet; maybe he ran back to Jiangling on his own!"
"..."
Seeing Jing Zhe's witty and humorous manner, which was similar to his usual style, the King of Jin's doubts gradually subsided.
It seems it really wasn't him!
Then he said in a deep voice, "President Jing, what I meant by 'nothing' is... Sect Leader Lin is dead!"
"Dead?"
Jing Zhe was startled, then sighed, "Alas, what a pity, what a pity!"
"..."
Looking at his expression, the Prince of Jin sneered inwardly. The doubts that had just subsided seemed to become much clearer at this moment.
Although they hadn't known each other for long, based on Jing Zhe's clear-cut approach to gratitude and resentment during the martial arts competition, he could conclude that given the hatred between him and Lin Qingshan, he would never sympathize with Lin Qingshan just because Lin Qingshan was dead! So he was definitely faking it now!
As for why he pretended... there's only one answer!
That is—
Before he could think any further, Jing Zhe spoke up again: "It's a pity I can't kill him with my own hands! If I had known this would happen, why did Sect Leader Qingyang stop me this morning? He could have just let me finish him off with one sword!"
"..."
It seems he is still the same person. Even if Lin Qingshan dies, he will not feel any sympathy. The speculation that Prince Jin had just made was instantly overturned by himself.
After Jing Zhe finished speaking, he asked curiously, "By the way, Prince Jin, although Lin Qingshan was seriously injured, it wasn't enough to kill him. He just needed to go back and recuperate for a while. How did he die?"
"This is why I've come to see President Jing!"
Prince Jin looked into Jing Zhe's eyes, finding nothing amiss, and then said, "According to the Qingcheng Sect, Sect Leader Lin was perfectly fine from the afternoon until his medication in the evening. After the Qingcheng Sect disciples left, they suddenly heard a loud explosion. When they arrived, Sect Leader Lin was already dead, the scene a mess, his body incomplete. As for how he died, no one knows to this day, and..."
"I see..."
After listening to the explanation from the Prince of Jin, Jing Zhe pondered for a moment, then looked up and said, "What, the Prince of Jin doesn't think I killed him, does he?"
How could that be?
Prince Jin waved his hand and said, "If you thought it was President Jing who killed him, I wouldn't have come to remind him! Tomorrow morning—or perhaps not even tomorrow morning—the government will send people to investigate. As President Jing, who had a conflict with Master Lin today, he will be the first to be implicated. So I came to inform President Jing in advance!"
After listening, Jing Zhe cupped his hands in thanks to the Prince of Jin and said gratefully, "Then thank you very much, Prince of Jin! However, according to you, there were no signs of a struggle at the scene, and everything happened in an instant, accompanied by the same loud noise as this morning. Could you possibly guess that..."
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