The Battle at the City Lord's Mansion, Part Two

Zhang Jingyi couldn't help poking Ye Wen in the forehead with her finger, then said smugly,

"How come the great genius Ye, who prides himself on being so clever, is such a blockhead today?"

"What?"

After Zhang Jingyi mocked him, Ye Wen suddenly realized what was wrong.

Mo Ruxue, who never wore a veil, had worn one today. Everyone thought it was a wedding custom, but in fact, it was to hide her face. She hadn't said a single word the entire time, leaving everything to the steward. That had also led everyone to believe it was part of their customs and etiquette.

The truth was simple: this Mo Ruxue was a fake.

She couldn't be sure what the Fang Family's attitude would be. If they truly intended to help the Mo Family after the wedding, then this fake Princess would be the one married off to them.

If they harbored sinister intentions, they would surely target her too. That was why Mo Ruxue had someone take her place.

Old Ghost Wu was watching the fight with great interest. The battle between the two sides was fierce. Just then, Lei Zheng of the Innate Mansion unleashed his lightning attacks on the people of the City Lord's Mansion. Tuo Yan was also working with Lei Zheng and the Fang Family, slaughtering the City Lord's Mansion's people.

The tide turned in an instant. There were no fewer than ten traitors in the Innate Mansion. With these two Innate Third Rank experts switching sides in the middle of the fight, the City Lord's Mansion was on the verge of collapse.

"As expected, those two are both traitors. Those bastards!"

At the sound of a familiar voice, Ye Wen realized that the little maid standing beside Zhang Jingyi was actually Mo Ruxue in disguise. He couldn't help admiring the woman's cunning and courage.

At that moment, Dongfang Yu spotted the Grand Princess and shouted, "Princess, run!" Then he raced toward her. But plenty of people were chasing him from behind. As he watched the others attack the inner compound, Ye Wen and Old Ghost Wu went to help Dongfang Yu and fought off the pursuers.

As he ran, Dongfang Yu called out to the Princess.

"Princess, the situation is dire. I'll get you out of here first."

When Dongfang Yu was only a few steps from the Princess, a vicious glint suddenly flashed in his eyes. He struck swiftly at Mo Ruxue with his signature technique, Flowing Cloud Palm.

Ye Wen saw Dongfang Yu attack Mo Ruxue, but he was tied up with enemies. Even if he hadn't been, there was no way he could reach her in time to save her.

As Dongfang Yu's murderous intent erupted, Mo Ruxue grabbed Zhang Jingyi beside her and pulled her in front of herself.

Dongfang Yu's Flowing Cloud Palm struck Zhang Jingyi squarely in the back. She spat out a mouthful of blood, splattering Mo Ruxue's face.

"No!!! Jingyi!"

Ye Wen quickly kicked the few Martial Artists who were holding him back to death, then rushed to Zhang Jingyi's side.

After pulling Zhang Jingyi in front of herself to block Dongfang Yu's killing blow, Mo Ruxue swiftly used the Magic Levitation Technique to flee.

Ye Wen looked at Mo Ruxue's blood-spattered face. She looked like a demon crawling out of hell.

Ye Wen lifted Zhang Jingyi into his arms. He could tell that Dongfang Yu's palm had already shattered her heart meridians.

"Jingyi, Jingyi, wake up. Don't fall asleep. I'll find someone to save you!"

Ye Wen could no longer hold back his tears. He kept murmuring Jingyi's name.

"Cough... cough... Brother Ye... am... am I... going to die?"

Just then, Zhang Jingyi's faint, broken voice slipped from her lips.

"No, no! Jingyi, don't fall asleep. I'll find someone to save you."

For the first time, Ye Wen hated himself for having no Origin Power. Otherwise, he could have passed some of it to Zhang Jingyi!

But it was already too late. Dongfang Yu's palm had severed the meridians around Zhang Jingyi's heart. Her ribs had also shattered, and the broken bones had pierced her heart and lungs!

"Brother... Ye... do... do you... know? Today... when... when I saw... it was you... cough... who lifted... my... my red veil, I... I was so... happy... cough, cough... so happy.

"Does... does this mean... I... I married... you?

"My... my red wedding robe... I wore... wore it... only for you... in this life... cough, cough... could... could you... call me... your wife?

"I... I... won't... have any... regrets... even if I die... Brother Ye... I... I'm going... take... take care..."

Zhang Jingyi used every last bit of strength to force out those broken words, coughing and gasping hard between them!

Then she closed her eyes forever.

"No!!!"

Ye Wen let out a scream that tore at his throat.

"You can't die! You haven't heard me call you my wife! You can't die, you can't!!"

Ye Wen clutched Jingyi tightly in his arms, murmuring over and over.

"Jingyi, Jingyi, I'm sorry. I'm useless. I didn't protect you." Ye Wen slapped himself hard several times. "Didn't you promise Jingyi you'd stay by her side and protect her? Why? Why wasn't I there beside you when things got so dangerous? I'm sorry, I'm sorry. It's my fault. I didn't protect you!"

Ye Wen wiped the blood from Jingyi's lips.

"Jingyi, Jingyi, sit here for a while. Watch me go kill them. I'm going to kill every last one of those bastards. They'll all pay for your death!"

Ye Wen drew his precious saber. The blade seemed to sense the murderous intent in his heart and his boundless fury. A black mist slowly seeped from its surface.