Zhong Fengyue pursed his lips, looked at Su Xiaoliu, and nodded. "I remember. Old Man Gu and his disciple." What about these two?
Su Xiaoliu lowered her eyes. After a moment, she looked up at him again. "The Hundred Families killed Cang Luoyao back then. But that night, both Old Immortal Gu and Gu Ran were also killed... So I'm thinking, could the person who did it be the mastermind secretly controlling the martial world?"
Zhong Fengyue was taken aback. His jade-like eyes fixed on Su Xiaoliu with a hint of surprise. A faint worry welled up in his heart. "Wife, why are you suddenly bringing this up? What do you want to do?"
Su Xiaoliu looked at him, pursed her lips, and said in a soft but determined voice. "I'm going to find out who this person is and discover Feng Yufei's background."
Zhong Fengyue slightly widened his ink-black eyes. He looked at Su Xiaoliu anxiously. "Wife!"
Su Xiaoliu stood up and interlaced her slender fingers. She looked up at Zhong Fengyue. "Let's close the shop first. We'll go back to the Dai Mansion. I'm going to find out the truth step by step." Feng Yufei was dead, and his background would never come to light. Gu Rongxue had given up, and all their efforts were in vain in an instant.
If no one bothered to figure this out, black would no longer be black, white would no longer be white, and the martial world would no longer be the martial world.
Su Xiaoliu was about to turn around to pack up when Zhong Fengyue suddenly grabbed her wrist. She was startled and turned around. "What's wrong?"
Zhong Fengyue pursed his lips, looked at Su Xiaoliu, and frowned slightly. "Wife, don't investigate."
Su Xiaoliu was silent for a moment, then looked at him. "Why?"
His long eyelashes drooped. Zhong Fengyue was silent for a long while before looking up. "Don't meddle in these matters. Helping others will only hurt yourself. It's better to just let things be than to do something like this."
Su Xiaoliu stared at him blankly. "Situ Qianyue, this isn't you. You wouldn't say such things." He had always been clear about right and wrong. Why was he suddenly saying these things now? Did he also hide something from her?
Zhong Fengyue didn't notice the subtle change in Su Xiaoliu. He pursed his lips and continued. "Wife, stop investigating. Let's live a good life and don't meddle in the affairs of the martial world..."
Su Xiaoliu moved her lips and stared at him blankly. "Situ Qianyue, you're not such a person."
Zhong Fengyue was taken aback. He looked at Su Xiaoliu and gently pursed his rosy lips.
Su Xiaoliu looked at him and continued. "Situ Qianyue, no matter what you say, I'll definitely do what I've made up my mind to do."
Zhong Fengyue stared motionlessly at Su Xiaoliu. A flicker of pleading flashed across his jade-like ink-black eyes. He said softly. "I'm doing this for your own good..."
Su Xiaoliu yanked back her wrist that he had grabbed and looked at him. "The young master of the Tianci Sect isn't such a timid person... You've done so many things before. Why are you afraid to take that last step?" She took a few steps back, then turned around and said with her back to him. "I don't want those who died to have died in vain. Everyone only has one life, so let it fulfill its greatest value... I'm leaving. You can go too."
She held back the sorrow in her heart and fled.
Zhong Fengyue stared blankly at the back of Su Xiaoliu disappearing before his eyes. Suddenly, he came to his senses and chased out of the door, but he couldn't find Su Xiaoliu's figure anymore.
A hint of panic flashed across his jade-like ink-black eyes. He had a premonition that this time when Su Xiaoliu left...
it meant she was really leaving him.
The sun was shining brightly, and the sky was a clear blue.
The carriage jolted, and the scenery outside the carriage retreated to both sides.
Su Xiaoliu sat quietly in the carriage, her mind in a complete mess.
Had she been too harsh on Zhong Fengyue when she said those things to him a few days ago...
Su Xiaoliu lowered her eyes, let out a breath, and began to regret her impulsiveness. Then, thinking of Feng Yufei and Gu Rongxue, she strengthened her resolve.
She had no martial arts skills and couldn't face the enemy directly. She could only uncover and piece together the truth bit by bit until she found the mastermind behind all this...
The carriage stopped at the foot of a mountain. Su Xiaoliu got off the carriage and saw an unassuming thatched cottage.
This was the place.
Su Xiaoliu pursed her lips, adjusted the luggage on her back, and walked forward.
In front of the thatched cottage, a handsome young man in a plain robe was washing clothes with his head down. Hearing the footsteps, he looked up.
When he saw Su Xiaoliu, he was slightly taken aback but still recognized her. He smiled. "Miss, are you here to see my master?"
When Su Xiaoliu saw Ke Yan, she curled her lips and smiled. She nodded. "Yes. Is Old Man Qiannan here?"
The last time, it was Gu Rongxue who had brought her here. He had told her that Old Man Qiannan was the only one who knew about the matter of the martial arts alliance leader twenty years ago.
Ke Yan stood up and smiled. "He just came back yesterday. I'll take you in to see him." When he saw that Su Xiaoliu had come alone, he couldn't help but feel a bit confused. Why wasn't that young master in the black cloak with her this time?
Seeing that Su Xiaoliu didn't seem to want to mention him, Ke Yan didn't voice his doubts.
Just as they were about to enter the door, a loud voice came from inside.
"Where's my money!"
Su Xiaoliu and Ke Yan were both stunned.
Just as Ke Yan was about to push open the door, the old wooden door was suddenly yanked open. An old white-haired man rushed out in a hurry. He walked up to the wooden bucket where Ke Yan was washing clothes, squatted down, rummaged through it, and soon pulled out a dark robe. He felt inside it and took out a stack of silver notes...
The old white-haired man held the stack of silver notes in front of his eyes, looked at them, then suddenly stood up angrily. He looked at Ke Yan and loudly scolded him. "You brat! You've washed my money again!"
Ke Yan looked at the old white-haired man speechless. After a moment, he stammered. "M, Master, you... you didn't tell me you put your money in your clothes..."
The old white-haired man angrily looked up, and his gaze suddenly met Su Xiaoliu's.
When Su Xiaoliu saw the familiar face of the old white-haired man, she was stunned. It was only after a while that she suddenly remembered who he was. In an instant, she felt as if struck by lightning...
"It's you?"
Su Xiaoliu and the old white-haired man said this at the same time.
Ke Yan stared blankly at Su Xiaoliu and the old white-haired man, completely confused.
Did Master... know this girl?
Su Xiaoliu looked at the old white-haired man in front of her. Although he had white hair and a white beard, his eyes were full of energy.
Just thinking of him, Su Xiaoliu got angry... It was him who had made her open that martial arts teahouse, which had led to so many things later!
"So you're Old Man Qiannan!" Su Xiaoliu frowned and said angrily.
Old Man Qiannan turned around expressionlessly and was about to enter the house. "Oh no. I'm sleepy. I'm going to take a nap."