Nangong Li said, "Didn't you ever think about why I would spare you if I was going to slaughter the entire Broken Sword Pavilion? Back in the Tang Sect, I had so many opportunities to kill you, didn't you ever wonder why?"
"The Demonic Sect has always been cruel and ruthless, why should I need to know why?" Feng Guang forced a stiff smile.
"Is it that you haven't thought about it, or that you dare not think about it?" Nangong Li raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth. He returned to his alluring appearance, revealing a bewitching smile. He slowly said, "Because the person who made me slaughter the people of Zhejianlou, and the person who prevented me from touching you, are both the same person."
The night after he dragged her to the Tang Clan's secret chamber, he received a warning: he must not touch Xia Fengguang in the slightest.
Feng Guang's hand holding the dagger trembled.
Nangong Li retorted, "Even if the Broken Sword Tower were to cease to exist, with you by my side, I could mobilize the experts in the martial world who owed favors to the Xia Dynasty. But why did I agree to dissolve our engagement so quickly? Have you ever thought about why?"
"I don't want to know about unimportant questions..."
"Because it was that man who came to ask me to break off the engagement."
Feng Guang suddenly couldn't take it anymore and shouted, "Nangong Li! What nonsense are you spouting? You are the leader of the Demonic Sect, do you think you would take orders from others?"
“I have my reasons for obeying him.” Nangong Li looked at Guan Yueyue with tenderness. “Yueyue, perhaps you don’t know, but when we first met in the snowy mountains five years ago, I felt that you were clean and sunny, not like a child. I couldn’t help but take you to heart. And your heart ailment also started five years ago.”
With just this one sentence, Fengguang felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and his whole body went cold.
Guan Yueyue's eyes were filled with confusion. "Nangong Li... what do you mean by that?"
"What you call a heart ailment is nothing more than poisoning you, and those medicines are the antidote to suppress the poison. I never told you this before because I didn't want to hurt you."
That man's skill with poison was so formidable that if he wanted to remain undetected, then no one in the world would know that he had poisoned someone.
Guan Yueyue suddenly wondered if what she was seeing was a dream.
"You said he wanted you to destroy the Broken Sword Tower..." Feng Guang trembled uncontrollably, as if clutching at the last straw. She forced herself to remain calm and asked, "What was his reason?"
Her pain made Nangong Li laugh maliciously. "He wanted something from the Zhejianlou. I don't know what it was. He said the Zhejianlou would never hand it over, so I killed them, just like... the Wen family five years ago."
"You're talking nonsense!" Qingyu's eyes were bloodshot, a sign of extreme anger. "My master would never do such a thing. He saved me... he raised me!"
“His actions have always been incomprehensible. Five years ago, he took you as his disciple, and now…” Nangong Li looked at Feng Guang with sarcasm, “he has married the young lady of the Zhejianlou, which he ordered to be destroyed.”
Feng Guang's mind went completely blank.
Suddenly a gust of wind arose, and a man returning home late strolled leisurely through the fallen flowers, his white robes fluttering in the evening breeze, exuding an indescribable elegance and charm. Upon entering the courtyard and seeing this scene, he stopped in his tracks.
"What's going on? It seems quite lively today." Xue Ran had a slight smile on his lips. In the paper package he was holding were candied hawthorns from Jiangnan.
He used his light-footed skill to cover a distance that would normally take three days in just one day.
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