Yan Liang slept fitfully all night, but woke up hungry at lunchtime. He struggled to get out of bed, lazily tidied himself up, and pushed open the door to go out. He ran into Lu Xiaofeng pulling someone towards the room diagonally opposite, saying something as they went.
The room diagonally opposite, according to the waiter, had already been booked, but Yan Liang had never seen who that person was, which made him a little curious about them.
As he was thinking, the person who was pulling at Lu Xiaofeng heard the noise and turned around. When their eyes met, Yan Liang suddenly realized: "Sikong Zhaixing?"
Sikong Zhaixing: "...Huh?"
Caught off guard, Sikong Zhaixing was recognized by someone she had tricked before, just a moment after their eyes met. Lu Xiaofeng, having figured out their connection, gloated, "You got recognized, didn't you? You little monkey, you're no good."
Yan Liang smiled and held out his hand: "Here, pay me back."
Sikong Zhaixing was completely baffled and insisted that Yan Liang provide proof that he recognized him before he would return the money. Yan Liang was also quite shameless: "I'll tell you if you return the money."
Sikong Zhaixing, holding back her anger, stuffed the silver into Yan Liang's hand.
Yan Liang accepted the money and said slowly, "I'm telling the truth." He paused, then continued, "I don't know why, maybe it's because your eyes are too conspicuous."
Sikong Zhaixing: "...Are you praising me or insulting me?"
Lu Xiaofeng: "He looks like a glib-tongued monkey, I think that's what he meant."
Sikong Zhaixing has begun to seriously consider which matches he is absolutely certain to win.
After we win, we'll teach that Lu Xiaofeng a lesson!
The three of them got back to the main topic and went to the room diagonally opposite—that was Sikong Zhaixing's room. He had been living there since he arrived in the capital, but he was always out during the day and back at night, so few people had seen him. Lu Xiaofeng bumped into Sikong Zhaixing climbing in through the window in the middle of the night and decided quite decisively to drag him into the mess. The two of them had already gone out for a while.
"You're so busy, yet you still have time to mess with me. You're really something," Yan Liang retorted.
"You flatter me," Sikong Zhaixing said modestly.
"I wasn't praising you." Lu Xiaofeng said expressionlessly.
Sikong Zhaixing had met Ye Gucheng a few times and owed him a favor. After arriving in the capital, Ye Gucheng contacted Sikong Zhaixing. Although he did not make a request, he indicated that he hoped to get Sikong Zhaixing's help at that time.
“If I had known that Lord Ye was plotting a rebellion…” Sikong Zhaixing had already met with Ye Gucheng. Although he was still shaken, he remained quite composed: “I would still help him.” Since he owed him a favor, he had to repay it. Helping him was no big deal.
Lu Xiaofeng remained silent. His friend was involved in a rebellion, and he couldn't stand idly by. Fortunately, it wasn't too late, and there was still room for redemption.
Yan Liang remained noncommittal, then asked, "Where did the others go?"
Lu Xiaofeng said seriously, "Your three Tang Clan friends have gone to find Gong Jiu. Ye Gucheng is still in that dilapidated temple; he cannot be exposed yet."
Yan Liang nodded, then realized something: "Wait, why did they go to find Gong Jiu?"
"Tang Tianzong wanted to fight Gong Jiu, so his two older brothers went with him to stop them," Sikong Zhaixing interjected.
Yan Liang paused for a moment, then changed the subject: "What about the other protagonist of the final battle?"
"Why don't you want to talk about Tang Tianzong and Gong Jiu's appearance?" Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but ask.
Yan Liang glanced at him: "...What do you think?"
Lu Xiaofeng said seriously, "I have never met Ximen either. Since he has not shown himself, he must have his reasons. It's just that their decisive battle may not be able to take place as scheduled."
“So much has happened these past few days, he’ll show up sooner or later,” Sikong Zhaixing said. “Besides, tonight is the final battle, he can’t hide from tonight.”
"Where will they have their final battle?" Yan Liang suddenly remembered this question.
Lu Xiaofeng said, "The summit of the Forbidden City."
On a night of full moon, atop the Forbidden City, a sword comes from the west, a celestial being descends from the heavens.
Yan Liang paused for a moment, thinking to himself, "Isn't the location of this decisive battle clearly telling everyone that something big is about to happen?"
The news spread throughout the city and beyond within a day, and those with access to information were already aware of the special nature of the decisive battle location.
Lu Xiaofeng had already given away the six pieces of silk he had obtained from Yin Xian. Sikong Zhaixing, ostensibly acting on Ye Gucheng's orders to obey the Southern King, had also received the silk stolen by Steward Wang. Although he felt somewhat guilty towards Yin Xian, who trusted Lu Xiaofeng so much, Lu Xiaofeng tacitly allowed Sikong Zhaixing to distribute the fake silk to others in order to avoid arousing suspicion from the Southern King.
Hearing how much they had done that morning, Yan Liang exclaimed sincerely, "After hearing how hard you've worked, I feel ashamed for sleeping all day."
Lu Xiaofeng glanced at Yan Liang; even after resting for almost a day, he still didn't look well.
Sikong Zhaixing took out a piece of silk from his bosom and stuffed it into Yan Liang's hand, grinning mischievously: "Since you've slept all day, why don't you go watch a good show tonight?"
Lu Xiaofeng asked suspiciously, "Didn't you give everything away?"
Sikong Zhaixing smiled at him: "I never said I gave all of this away."
Lu Xiaofeng was actually reluctant to let Yan Liang go to watch the battle. The decisive battle would inevitably be impossible, and Yan Liang was just an ordinary person with a weak body. If something happened to him, Lu Xiaofeng might not be able to take care of him.
Yan Liang stuffed the silk into his sleeve, gladly accepting Sikong Zhaixing's kindness, while trying his best to dispel Lu Xiaofeng's worries: "Why not take a look? Nothing will happen."
Lu Xiaofeng stroked his beard, knowing that he couldn't persuade them even if he tried, so he stopped talking about it and chatted with the two of them for a while longer, conspiring together—mainly with Sikong Zhaixing, while Yan Liang was just an eavesdropper.
Yan Liang admired Lu Xiaofeng's willingness to go to great lengths for his friends, especially since this friend was someone he had only met once.
There's a reason why Lu Xiaofeng has friends all over the world. Yan Liang sighed, "Who wouldn't want a sincere and friendly friend?"
The fact that Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng were willing to acknowledge Lu Xiaofeng as their friend demonstrates this point.
Night had fallen, and the full moon hung high in the sky.
The Forbidden City should have been quiet, but the top of the Forbidden City was filled with martial arts figures holding various colored silks.
Aside from some very familiar faces, such as the Honest Monk, the Wooden Taoist, and Gu Qingfeng, there were also some people standing in the corner, wearing hats with the brims pulled down very low, their faces pale and stiff, as if they were wearing masks, clearly unwilling to be recognized.
Lu Xiaofeng carried Yan Liang to the top of the Forbidden City. As soon as they stood still, they faced Yin Xian. He stroked his beard.
"Lu Xiaofeng, I only gave you six pieces of silk."
Yin Xian's expression was far from pleasant.
"I know," Lu Xiaofeng said with a wry smile.
"What's going on with these people?" Yin Xian pointed to the densely packed people on the top of the Forbidden City, his tone filled with barely concealed anger.
Lu Xiaofeng sighed: "I don't know."
Yin Xian's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot. He suddenly flicked his sleeve, turned around and was about to leave, but after taking two steps, he turned back.
"Ximen Chuixue wants to see you."
His tone was stiff. Lu Xiaofeng stared at him for a while, and had a guess in her mind, but she did not show it. She just silently followed the person leading the way to the small house where Ximen Chuixue was resting.
Yan Liang watched Lu Xiaofeng walk away, exchanged a glance with Yin Xian for a moment, and then silently looked away. Yin Xian left the place with a cold expression, walking faster and faster.
This guy was so focused on his acting that he forgot about the fact that Ximen Chuixue wanted to see Lu Xiaofeng.
Sikong Zhaixing coughed violently, his voice trembling as he reached out to Yan Liang, "My dear grandson, quickly help your grandfather. My back is killing me..."
Yan Liang: "..."
"Ah, Grandpa, let me massage your back! That'll do!" Yan Liang gave him a powerful pounding motion, and Sikong Zhaixing quickly dodged, covering her face in sorrow, saying, "Grandson, why are you doing this to your grandpa..."
"What...are you doing?"
Tang Tianzong saw the two people playing around in the corner from afar, rushed over, and asked with a suspicious look, "This...is your grandfather?"
Sikong Zhaixing straightened up, and Yan Liang also straightened his clothes. The two, who were just being irreverent, instantly became extremely serious.
“No, this is my grandson.” Yan Liang smiled slightly.
Sikong Zhaixing said, "He slept all day and his mind isn't clear. Actually, I'm his grandfather."
Tang Tianzong recognized the man as Sikong Zhaixing and breathed a sigh of relief: "I thought you brought your grandfather up here."
"So I really am his grandfather."
Sikong Zhaixing insisted on being called "Grandpa," but Tang Tianzong and Yan Liang tacitly ignored it.
Yan Liang looked around and asked, "Where are your brothers?"
Tang Tianzong lowered his voice and said, "They left with Gong Jiu."
Yan Liang was a little confused: "Didn't you want to fight him? How come you're the one who got left behind?"
"I wasn't left behind!" Tang Tianzong suddenly became excited, then realized what he meant and lowered his voice, saying in a muffled tone, "The fight didn't go through. I don't know what Gong Jiu said to my brother and the others, but they ended up cooperating with that guy."
Yan Liang: ...But I was still left behind.
He wanted to laugh, but felt he shouldn't, so he patted his shoulder with a strange expression and said, "You, come hang out with us."
"...Laugh if you want to." Tang Tianzong said, holding his breath.
Now, all the martial arts practitioners present were excited about the duel between the two sword masters. The air was filled with a tense atmosphere that was about to break out. The atmosphere was particularly prominent among Sikong Zhaixing, Yan Liang, and Tang Tianzong. Lu Xiaofeng returned here with a heavy heart after seeing Ximen Chuixue. When he saw the three of them in a silly mood, he suddenly felt a sense of unreality.
Those people looked like they were just there for a visit.
And all of this was caused by a man named Yan Liang.
Lu Xiaofeng recalled his conversation with Ximen Chuixue earlier. Ximen Chuixue was still worried about his pregnant wife at home, and a decisive battle at this time would not be a good thing.
He suddenly felt somewhat relieved that the decisive battle between Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuixue could not be held.
Lu Xiaofeng told Ximen Chuixue about this, and even though Ximen Chuixue was usually very calm, he was still shocked when he heard about it.
A decisive battle between Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng is inevitable, but Lu Xiaofeng does not want that battle to happen tonight.
Lu Xiaofeng patted his face and walked towards the three of them with a smile on his face.
Tonight, it will all end.
Author's Note: Missing Person Bubbling Up
Ximen Chuixue hasn't appeared yet because he's too difficult to write.
I'll definitely make an appearance in the next chapter!!
Writing a plot is really hard, so I'll just stick to silly slice-of-life stories. This chapter is really just filler.
There will probably be three or two more chapters left in the Lu Xiaofeng arc before it ends.
The protagonist is about to kick the bucket.
Death from old age is impossible; I can only die from illness.
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