Rumors

The room fell into a deathly silence.

Wu Qianhuan pricked up her ears, thinking of Tang Yinfeng and Tang Xi's demonic arts.

If these two had other origins, it was somewhat curious.

Where did this group of people find so many Demonic Dao techniques? What was their intention in doing this?

However, after staring at Wu Ganqi for a long time, Tang Yinfeng sighed:

"Enough, enough. I know I can't fool you, so how can I possibly come up with a reason that would make you uneasy in such a short time?

"Now, it's the victor who writes history. I have nothing to say.

"Kill me or flay me, as you please."

"We've known each other for three years. I've always considered you a close friend. It seems I was mistaken after all."

Wu Ganqi waved his hand:

"Guards, take him away. Settle him in properly for now, and I'll deal with him later."

"Yes."

Immediately, the Heavenly Dance Guard came and dragged Tang Yinfeng away.

Wu Ganqi looked at the doorway, pondered for a moment, and then turned to Wu Qianhuan:

"When do you think it's appropriate for him to die?"

"After he's been used to his fullest."

Wu Qianhuan replied without thinking:

"There are thieves who steal for a thousand days, but no one can guard against thieves for a thousand days.

"What happened in Uncle Chu's courtyard today was a commission from the Sin Mirror Platform on behalf of Ten Thousand Night Valley.

"The longer this drags on, the more disadvantageous it will be for us.

"Therefore, Father, I think we should play along and lure the enemy into our trap."

Wu Ganqi looked at his beloved only daughter, a hint of tenderness appearing on his rugged face.

"You're right... Hmm, the one who came with you to Luoyu Hall tonight, was that the Night Emperor?"

"...Yes."

Wu Qianhuan opened her mouth, wanting to say that the person could also be Chu Qing, besides being the Night Emperor.

But since it wasn't confirmed yet, it wasn't good to say it directly.

"When did such a character appear in the Jianghu, with such a bold and reckless title?

"However, thanks to his help this time, Luoyu Hall might not have been taken so easily.

"Alright, prepare a generous gift for him later."

Wu Qianhuan nodded in agreement.

Wu Ganqi glanced at her, sensing something was off about her expression. Just as he was about to ask, he heard the Heavenly Dance Guard report:

"Young Master Chu is here."

Wu Ganqi's expression remained unchanged as he said:

"Let him in."

A moment later, Chu Tian, dressed in white, entered the secret chamber.

He cupped his fists slightly, first greeting Wu Qianhuan, and then bowing to Wu Ganqi.

"Big Brother Chu, why are you here? Did something happen to the Chu Family tonight?"

Wu Qianhuan remembered the Chu Family disciples she had seen when she was with Chu Qing earlier.

She had been worried about something happening to the Chu Family then, which was why she rushed home.

After reporting the matter, Wu Ganqi had brought her directly to Luoyu Hall.

Now that she saw Chu Tian, she naturally had to ask.

Chu Tian nodded and said with a light laugh:

"My father is dead."

Wu Qianhuan felt as if she had been struck by lightning.

Before she could recover from the shocking news, she heard Wu Ganqi say:

"I understand."

Wu Qianhuan's eyes widened. Uncle Chu was dead, and this was his reaction?

Why was he still smiling?

When did this world become so insane that she didn't recognize it anymore?

Chu Yunfei's 'death' was not widely publicized.

However, the atmosphere throughout Heavenly Dance City became extremely strange.

The next day, Chu Qing emerged from the inn, intending to find a blacksmith's shop first. Instead, he saw Heavenly Dance Guards running around everywhere, searching high and low.

They all looked as if they wanted to turn the entire Heavenly Dance City upside down.

Not only that, but on this day, all four city gates of Heavenly Dance City – east, west, south, and north – were shut. The Heavenly Dance Guard strengthened their defenses, allowing no one to enter or leave the city.

Naturally, the citizens were filled with unease, not knowing what had happened.

But there were still some 'well-connected' individuals in the inn, whispering secrets that others didn't know.

"I heard Chu Yunfei was assassinated last night."

"We don't know who specifically did it... but they must have considerable influence."

"I wonder who Chu Yunfei offended to end up like this."

"Hush, be quiet. The City Lord's Mansion is keeping this news secret and forbids private discussion."

"Patriarch Chu was a good person... How could this happen? Is this news even true?"

"How could it be false? Didn't you see the banquet was taken down? It was supposed to last for three days... but it only lasted one."

"But if that's the case, why keep it a secret?"

"I heard Ten Thousand Night Valley is planning to go to war with our Heavenly Dance City recently. Patriarch Chu's martial arts are formidable, and they feared him. If they knew the Patriarch was dead, the situation would be unpredictable."

"What? Another war? Oh, what are we going to do?"

As the news spread, a sense of unease gradually gripped Heavenly Dance City.

And rumors about this matter began to multiply.

Would Ten Thousand Night Valley really attack Heavenly Dance City? And what would happen to all the citizens then?

Some also brought up 'Chu Qing', who had returned after seven years of absence, staging a scene of a rebellious son killing his father upon their first meeting, sparking various speculations.

All sorts of comments arose, but under the strong suppression of the City Lord's Mansion, they gradually faded into nothingness.

However, amidst all these discussions, no one mentioned Luoyu Hall.

The rain last night had concealed many things.

Even if some people saw or heard something, they kept their mouths shut and covered their ears.

On the surface, Luoyu Hall remained the same Luoyu Hall.

Everything appeared calm...

Chu Qing was not affected by these rumors; he was busy with his own affairs.

He found a blacksmith's shop and ordered a sword.

He also ordered ten Sleeve Arrows based on their dimensions.

It was a pity he wasn't skilled in poisons...

He mused that if he encountered suitable poison later, he would find a way to coat the Sleeve Arrows.

The sword would take a few days to be ready, but Chu Qing wasn't in a hurry. He carried a box containing Tang Xi's head and ambled towards a certain place.

The Earth God Temple.

Chu Qing used to visit this place often when he was a child; it was still bustling with worshippers back then.

But a few years ago, a new Earth God Temple was built, and this one gradually fell into disrepair.

Er Gou was temporarily sheltering in this Earth God Temple.

However, when he arrived, he found that besides Er Gou, there was an uninvited guest waiting there.

Wu Qianhuan.

She was perched on the roof of the Earth God Temple, her eyes alertly scanning in all directions. If one didn't know better, they might mistake her for a petty thief.

Chu Qing clicked his tongue, concealed his presence, and then quietly approached.

He stopped about ten feet away and looked at the girl with her buttocks slightly arched...

An ordinary person might have felt a strong urge to slap her.

But Chu Qing was different... Seeing this rare opportunity, he felt a strong urge to kick her.

Perhaps it was the memories of their childhood friendship at play?