Chapter 168: Chaos in Xiaocheng (Part 8) [Seeking Monthly Tickets]
A gleaming halo?
Gong Shuwu looked up at the top of her head but didn't see anything.
He said, "Shen Wulang has thick hair and is not bald."
A gleaming halo, I've only ever seen on the heads of monks.
Shen Tang: "..."
That joke is so lame.
Qi Shan looked at the tattered pieces of cloth in Gong Shuwu's hand, her eyes darkening as if she had made a decision.
He said, “Youli, you and Wuhui go first. I will follow the clues to find out if it really is that person. Then we can settle things.”
Shen Tang was startled: "Yuan Liang, you—"
Qi Shan said, "Youli doesn't need to be persuaded."
He was a rather stubborn person; once he made up his mind to do something, almost no one could persuade him to change his mind.
Shen Tang frowned: "It might not be that prefect..."
Qi Shan said, "If not, Shan will return immediately."
Shen Tang looked around and made a decisive decision, leaving no room for refusal: "Alright, in that case, Wu Hui and Ban Bu will go to Xiaocheng first, and I will accompany Yuan Liang to find it. Yuan Liang, you shouldn't refuse either. There are still rebel troops searching along the way. How can you handle it alone?"
These footprints were not left by one person.
Perhaps there are also brave and courageous warriors.
Even if Qishan tries to survive, he won't die.
Chu Yao looked worried: "But..."
Shen Tang said, "Lin Feng and Tu Rong are still waiting. They're in trouble now. We'll join you as soon as possible."
Qi Shan, who was on one side, tried to politely refuse, but when she opened her mouth, no sound came out. She immediately stared wide-eyed at Shen Tang in disbelief.
Chu Yao gave him a disdainful sidelong glance.
It seems to be saying, "You've finally met your match."
A veteran got banned by a newbie... How embarrassing!
So embarrassing!
This is utterly disgraceful to scholars and writers!
The four decided to split up, agreeing on a meeting place and time. Only after Chu Yao and his companion had disappeared from sight did Qi Shan, his face ashen, lift the silencing spell. The silencing spell had been used on him for the first time by Shen Tang; should he say "honored"?
Shen Tang smiled and said, "I just gave it a try..."
I never expected it to be a success on the first try.
It's still the silent version.
Qi Shan was seething with anger, her expression showing no sign of softening. She wasn't angry that Shen Tang had silenced her, but rather angry at herself for being careless and being outmaneuvered by a half-baked guy.
Being tricked is bad enough, but it happened right in front of Chu Wuhui.
He can't bear the shame!
Unable to vent their anger, they channeled it into the motivation to search for the person. Perhaps the infiltrators were simply unlucky, or perhaps Murphy's Law or the aura of time travelers were at work in the dark; while several rebel groups had made no progress in their mountain searches, they stumbled upon their target.
Deep in the mountains, there is an extremely hidden cave.
A weary man in a magnificent robe leaned against the mountain wall. One brave warrior stood guard outside the cave, while another stood guard inside.
Aside from the elegantly dressed man, the other two martial arts masters were somewhat injured, their clothes stained with blood, their hair disheveled, and their appearance wretched.
This man was none other than the Prefect of Sibao County.
Shen Tang clicked her tongue inwardly, thinking, "What kind of luck is this!"
Qi Shan revealed a strange, cold smile and gestured to Chen Tang, roughly meaning that the martial artist belonged to her and the scholar belonged to him.
These two martial arts practitioners were not of high rank, at least not comparable to the tenth-rank Left Vice Minister from a few days ago; one was a fourth-rank Assistant Minister, and the other a fifth-rank Grand Master. Judging from their attire, they were likely high-paid guest advisors of the prefectural government. One of them was speaking to the prefect.
Shen Tang raised an eyebrow at him.
She's facing two opponents?
Are you not going to give Wenxin any support?
Qi Shan's eyes responded—You're not good enough?
Shen Tang huffed and puffed: "..."
Have some decency!
Why did she think that Qi Bushan had changed his personality?
That guy is still such a scoundrel!
She cared about him and insisted on coming along, but this is how she got treated. Shen Tang had the illusion that she had been cheated on by a scumbag.
"who--"
The brave martial artist who was keeping watch outside the cave suddenly stood up and shouted.
The prefect and his colleagues inside the cave also immediately became alert.
Without saying a word, Shen Tang drew his sword and charged forward.
Qi Shan's face seemed to be covered with frost as he coldly looked at the wary prefect and sneered, "You don't see the sparrows in the fence, but you see the hawks flying into the net!"
With a wave of his right hand, several streams of literary energy spread out to form a net.
The target was the prefect.
The prefect and his personal bodyguards also realized the danger.
The latter stepped forward and used his martial energy to shatter the net, while the former took a small step back, preparing to activate his literary mind. Unexpectedly, this small step caused him to step into a trap set by the power of words, and he rolled away in a sorry state to avoid it.
Who are you?
The prefect was furious!
He was used to being high and mighty and never imagined he would end up like this. He was already furious enough about being schemed against to this extent, but he never expected to be ambushed and killed by strangers while fleeing in such a sorry state.
Qishan removed her camouflage in the jungle.
He regained his familiar appearance, dressed in a scholar's robe, wearing a jade crown, and with a dark blue monogram at his waist, and walked out with elegance and composure.
Shen Tang was almost overwhelming the martial artist, but another man stepped forward to help when the situation turned against them. This created a situation where Shen Tang was fighting two opponents, while Qi Shan and the prefect stood facing each other from afar. Upon seeing Qi Shan, the prefect's eyes widened in slight surprise; he recognized the man.
That young scholar with excellent painting skills.
It shares the same name, surname, and style name as a certain "former friend".
Judging from their demeanor, they were up to no good.
The prefect looked solemn, with a small portion of his attention on Shen Tang and the two martial arts masters, and the majority on Qi Shan.
"I do not recall ever offending you, sir..."
He was certain that he had only met this person once.
Even though the hospitality was inadequate and there was some slight neglect, I still gave them a generous sum of money as compensation, which I did not consider impolite or offensive.
Why would this person kick me when I'm down?
Qi Shan looked intently at the prefect, then suddenly turned sarcastic and cold.
"Don't you remember? Don't you feel ashamed to say that? Qi Shan, Qi Yuanliang! Dare you say you haven't offended me with that name or that courtesy name? Have all those years in a high position, living a life of luxury, ruined your brain?"
The sheer amount of information conveyed in those words caused the prefect's pupils to tremble slightly.
It felt as if all the blood had been drained from his body; his hands and feet were ice-cold, his heart was trembling, and an overwhelming, uncontrollable fear enveloped him.
"You...you are...Qi Yuanliang?"
How is that possible?
How could this person possibly be Qi Yuanliang?
"Yes." Qi Shan revealed a discordant, sinister smile. "Isn't Yan Cheng extremely, extremely, extremely happy to be reunited with an old friend?"
Prefect: "..."
Overwhelmed with the joy of seeing a ghost, all he wanted to do now was run away.
Although reason told him that the person in front of him could not be the Qi Yuanliang he knew, the undisguised murderous intent emanating from the latter clearly told him that this person who called himself "Qi Shan" was either Qi Yuanliang or an old acquaintance of Qi Yuanliang.
He really wanted to kill himself!
The prefect, flustered, managed to say, "Yuanliang..."
Upon hearing his shout and seeing the intense sarcasm on Qi Shan's face, the prefect suddenly had a flash of inspiration.
He shouted, "No, that's not right! You're not Qi Yuanliang—stop using his identity to play tricks! Tell me, who are you really!"
Shen Tang was also shouting.
"Qi Yuanliang, at least act like a human being!"
Is this what is meant by "scholars returning to him"?
Are they just going to engage in verbal sparring without actually fighting?
They're still old enemies, aren't they?
Damn, she believes everything I say about her old flame!
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(End of this chapter)
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