"An Apricot Forest gathering?"
Yang Wenzhu glanced at the inn before him. Without further hesitation, he headed straight for Apricot Forest.
He was quite interested in this matter.
Several days later, Yang Wenzhu appeared on the outskirts of Apricot Forest. By then, many people had already gathered within the forest.
Looking at the scene before him, he saw not only beggars, but also Monks and various others.
Yang Wenzhu frowned and said quietly:
"Strange. Very strange. There's something off about what these people are doing!
This is supposed to be the Beggar's Sect questioning Southern Murong, yet the higher-ups of the Beggar's Sect don't seem anxious at all. Instead, they look like they're trying to make trouble for their Chieftain!"
At that thought, Yang Wenzhu narrowed his eyes and began to ponder.
Especially when he saw several beggars huddling together instead of standing with their Chieftain, Yang Wenzhu vaguely understood something.
However, Yang Wenzhu had no intention of interfering in this matter.
After all, he knew nothing about it—indeed, absolutely nothing.
So he merely watched the scene quietly from afar.
Before long, just as Yang Wenzhu had expected, trouble truly arose.
What had originally been a matter concerning Southern Murong underwent a complete upheaval with the arrival of a secret letter.
Especially after the arrival of Ma Dayuan's so-called widow, Qiao Feng instantly became the target of universal condemnation.
Faced with this situation, Qiao Feng did not know what to say for a moment.
At that moment, Yang Wenzhu glanced at the pretty-faced young man he had seen before.
In the end, he frowned and said:
"This pretty boy seems to have cultivated the Beiming Divine Skill, but he only has one meridian!"
What Yang Wenzhu did not know was that Duan Yu's luck truly was extraordinary.
Not long after