"nature.\"
Chi Yue covered her face, so her expression was not visible, but she spoke in a very calm voice.
"But...is this too sudden?"
Lord Sun said.
Chi Yue did not give Lord Sun a chance to continue asking questions.
He turned and left to continue the complicated preparations. Time was of the essence; such a rebellion had to be carried out quickly before any word of it leaked out.
Lord Sun stood there stunned for a long time before he suddenly came to his senses and quickly chased after them.
Because of the long history of bandits and outlaws in the martial arts world, several emperors tried every means to bring them under the control of the court. As a result, those death row inmates who had committed serious crimes would seek refuge in the martial arts world if they had any martial arts skills. Therefore, whenever there was turmoil in the martial arts world, it would inevitably lead to instability in the country.
The current emperor still has not given up his ambition to unify the country. He sent Fang Yuan to stir up trouble in the martial arts world, and the downfall of the Demonic Sect was the most important trigger.
Currently, the martial arts world appears calm and peaceful on the surface, but beneath the surface, undercurrents are surging and friction is constant. The emperor cannot possibly let this opportunity pass him by; he will surely take significant action afterward.
Similarly, rebellious officials and traitors can also take advantage of the emperor's unpreparedness, unite with like-minded people, and carry out a major event.
If they win, they will be the new emperors.
Even if you lose, you can abandon everything you've worked your way up in the imperial court and choose to live a life of wandering the martial world. So... why not give it a try?
At this time, Blood Shadow Pavilion, a gathering place for professional criminals and assassins, and the number one organization that had long challenged the emperor, became the leader of this operation.
Chi Yue carries a heavy burden.
This combined force, operating covertly yet swiftly, launched a full-scale attack on the capital.
--at the same time--
Yu Ling didn't notice anything wrong with her daily life. She was still a guest at the Yan residence. However, after a few days, she couldn't avoid the scene of Yan Yu Kou beating his son. There was a small beating every day and a big beating every three days. It must have been hard for Yan Fei.
"Feiyan, tell me the truth, is my father mentally unstable?"
In the past few days, Yu Ling and Yan Fei have become quite familiar with each other and can barely exchange a few words. Yan Fei often uses Yu Ling as the target of his complaints.
The two were each holding a book, doing what Yan Yukou had mentioned: experiencing the joy of learning with others.
But the two of them... are only interested in chatting right now.
"How could that be? He's, after all, the Imperial Censor."
Yu Ling also felt that Yan Yu Kou had something wrong with his head.
But now that he's eating and living at someone else's house, it's not appropriate for him to complain in front of their son.
"You don't know this, but over the years, he has never stopped beating and scolding me. He beats me if I can't recite my lessons, he beats me if I can't write an essay, he beats me if I practice martial arts, and he beats me even if I go out to play!" Yan Fei sighed.
Except for his face and hands, which hadn't been hit, his body was covered in bruises, leaving him feeling incredibly frustrated. Unfortunately, he couldn't fight back; after all, he was his father's only son!
If he really doesn't want his father anymore, then his father will have no son. Who will take care of him in his old age and see him off in his final days?
Thinking of this, Yan Fei looked at Yu Ling.
Yes, a handsome and dashing young man, just as good as himself!
Suddenly, he wanted to give the other party an important task.
"Do you need a dad?"
"...What?" Yu Ling doubted whether she had misheard, but that was unlikely. "No! Don't even think about it!"
They truly are father and son.
That way of speaking is really hard to compliment.
However, aside from being too violent towards his son, Yan Yukou is indeed a good person, and Yuling doesn't mind spending some time to help him resolve his family conflicts.
He began to teach Yan Fei step by step in this way.
That day, Yan Yukou summoned Yan Fei to his study to check his homework.
As expected, Yan Fei failed the test.
"You haven't learned a single thing! I... how could I have a son like you! Are you trying to drive me crazy?!"
Yan Yukou roared again, kicking Yan Fei. Yan Fei fell to the ground with a thud, and tears welled up in his eyes.
\"I......\"
He kept Yu Ling's instructions in mind: try not to speak if you can, and never say a second word if you can finish a sentence. If you are beaten, don't run away no matter how painful it is, just cry.
In any conflict between two people, one of them always has to compromise first. Yan Fei didn't want to admit defeat, but his domineering nature and his loose tongue meant that things wouldn't end well.
Yan Yukou saw that his son, who never showed weakness and was always strong-willed and stubborn, had actually turned red in front of him.
He was furious that the other person was spineless and lacked any manliness. In his anger, he grabbed something nearby and smashed it over the other person's head without thinking.
Clang!
The inkstone on the table slipped from Yan Fei's hand, and along with the ink inside, slid down his forehead and fell to the ground.
These blows weren't actually that hard; they didn't hurt nearly as much as the beatings she'd received before. But Yan Fei couldn't stop crying; she burst into tears, as if she wanted to release all the grievances she'd suffered over the years.
Now, in his anger, Yan Yukou felt his son was a disappointment, and the angrier he got, the more he wanted to hit him.
With a slip of his hand, a heavy slap landed directly on Yan Fei's face, making a crisp sound.
Yan Fei trembled with shock as he touched the numb half of his face, his lips quivering as he opened his mouth, but he couldn't utter a single word.
Previously, no matter how badly his father injured him, he had never used such an insulting gesture.
Yan Yukou was also stunned, his hand frozen in mid-air, staring at his son's incredulous face, completely unable to react.
He kept muttering:
"You child, why didn't you dodge?"
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