Upon hearing the report from the visitor, Xie Tai sneered. Li Buhuan is truly shameless!
"Old friend"? Why not say "enemy"?
After dismissing the teenagers, Xie Muliu waited with her father in Qingfeng Hall for those two shameless people.
"Hahahaha... Thank you, Master!"
Li Buhuan's voice was loud and clear, and his familiar tone made one think he was Xie Tai's close friend.
"You thief! You stole my son back then, and you dare to come to my door today? I'll chop you to pieces!"
Before Li Buhuan could even step into Qingfeng Hall with his left foot, Xie Muliu drew his sword and stabbed at him.
Li Buhuan was a well-known figure in the martial arts world back then, and he could handle Xie Muliu with ease.
Xie Tai stood aside and watched coldly, unlike in his previous life when he swallowed his anger and received the two people for the sake of the child's safety.
Li Buhuan, feeling ashamed to lay a hand on Xie Muliu, endured several of her sword strikes, his arms, back, and thighs bleeding profusely. Unable to bear the pain, he shouted, "Young Master, if you don't stop, I won't reveal your son's whereabouts!"
Upon hearing this, Xie Tai drew his sword and rushed over, angrily shouting, "You audacious madman! You've done so many evil deeds, yet you still dare to spout such nonsense. I'll give you a good beating!"
Li Buhuan was beaten relentlessly by the father and daughter, and what were initially minor injuries turned into serious ones. Without proper rest and recuperation, he might find it difficult to leave the manor.
The Xie father and daughter noticed Zhang Kefeng's hesitant look and realized they couldn't kill Li Buhuan now. They exchanged a glance and stopped their attacks.
Xie Muliu pointed her sword at Li Buhuan: "Speak! Where is my son?"
She still held onto a sliver of hope, wanting Li Buhuan to reveal the true whereabouts of her biological son, but unfortunately, the thief pointed at Zhang Kefeng, who was standing not far away, just like in her previous life.
Seeing that face, Xie Muliu was not as excited as she had been in her previous life. She said, "What evidence do you have? I haven't forgotten that Zhang Qishan had another woman before we got married."
Her words left Li Buhuan speechless. If it were really Xie Ming, he could have retorted with a straight face, but this wasn't him!
He was already feeling guilty, and now that he was stumped by the question, he started stammering, which clearly indicated something was wrong.
After cursing "idiot" under his breath, Zhang Kefeng quickly stepped forward and said, "I have been raised by Senior Li since I was a child. He has always taught me well, but he has never allowed me to become his disciple. I have never understood why Senior Li is like this until he told me the truth a few days ago. If Young Master Xie has any grudges, I am willing to take a sword from you on behalf of Senior Li. After you have vented your anger, we can sit down and talk properly."
Xie Muliu thought to herself: This person is shameless and cunning. No wonder I was deceived in my past life.
Xie Tai didn't want to be manipulated by the two of them like he had in his previous life, and to let Li Buhuan go easily in the end. So he said, "You little brat, you are quite loyal to the thieves. You have no idea how much my son has suffered and how many scornful looks he has endured in order to find his child. If my grandson Xie Tai were as grateful to the villains as you are, I would never let him set foot in Yufeng Manor."
It also left Zhang Kefeng with a reputation for being grateful and loyal.
"Thank you, Master Xie. I was young and ignorant and lost my temper. Please forgive me."
Zhang Kefeng feigned sudden realization, as if he had been instructed by Li Buhuan to behave that way.
"Since you claim to be my son, then produce the proof!"
Xie Muliu was secretly surprised by Zhang Kefeng's reaction, marveling that he must have inherited his father's true skills.
Li Buhuan, clutching his wound, sat up on a nearby stone stool, muttering to himself. Xie Muliu's words had shut him up; he couldn't very well bring up Zhang Kefeng's appearance again.
After a brief standoff, Xie Tai sighed and said, "How about this, you go and stay in the backyard for now!"
After saying that, he beckoned a disciple over, whispered a few words in his ear, and then had the two of them taken away.
Li Buhuan hadn't expected things to turn out this way. He had originally planned to slip away once the two of them acknowledged Zhang Kefeng.
Staying at the villa is not a good thing for him; if things are exposed, he will suffer the consequences.
After Xie Tai and Xie Muliu left, their mood worsened. Zhang Kefeng's words had made the father and daughter realize that Zhang Qishan was determined to take Yufeng Manor, and if he couldn't take it secretly, he might do it openly.
Now they can only react to each move as it comes, hoping that the remaining teenagers can hold off the two for a while.
The father and daughter were shrouded in gloom, unaware that the invitation from Shaolin Temple was about to arrive at the manor.
Meanwhile, the leaders of several major martial arts sects located near Shaolin Temple received personal letters from Master Liaoyuan, inviting them to Shaolin Temple for a visit.
Everyone was curious as to why Liaoyuan would send such a letter when it wasn't a holiday or a year of martial arts competition.
However, Shaolin's reputation was still very good. After receiving the letter, the major sect leaders hesitated for a while, then entrusted the sect's affairs to the elders and went to Shaolin with their favorite disciples.
Many people went to Shaolin Temple this time, and Zhang Qishan, as the leader of the martial arts alliance, naturally knew about it.
Over the years, Wujian Manor's power has grown steadily, its leader is the best in the world, and its disciples have gained a foothold in the martial arts world.
Shaolin extended an invitation, but notably omitted Wujian Manor, immediately infuriating the disciples of Wujian Manor. Some even wanted to rush to Shaolin to avenge their manor lord.
After Zhang Qishan went to steal the treasure, he felt that the bald monk Liaoyuan was quite capable. Since he couldn't touch Shaolin for the time being, he could only send his own son to Yufeng Manor to test him.
He was a little confused by Liao Yuan's sudden move.
“My lord, Shaolin has gained great prestige over the years, but our manor is not one to be trifled with.”
A soft voice came from behind Zhang Qishan inside the room; the person was Meiru, the mother of Zhang Kefeng.
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