A Favor

What's going on?

Xu Yuan stared in astonishment as he watched the two ice sculptures fall from the sky.

He was prepared to hear the protagonist of the story make some tough remarks, and then watch the other person slip away right under his nose.

That's all?

Collecting his thoughts, Xu Yuan looked at the falling ice sculpture with a slightly serious expression.

He hadn't been able to see clearly how the ancient black sword appeared, or how it contained the Saint's Remnant Soul, but he had seen the saint's soul and the protagonist of the story being frozen into an ice sculpture.

Is that Xu Changge?

But in Cangyuan, this guy doesn't seem to have any skills that can freeze enemies, right?

As his thoughts raced, Xu Yuan's attention was quickly drawn to other things.

The black canopy that enveloped the entire Xu Estate mansion underwent a strange change.

After the Saint's Remnant Soul was frozen, countless holes immediately appeared in the sky, and these blank holes spread and connected at a speed visible to the naked eye.

final,

The entire black sky had vanished before the ice sculpture landed, revealing the intricate and mysterious array patterns above.

After losing its target, the mysterious array patterns visible to the naked eye within the city gradually disappeared into the air.

After Xu Yuan realized what was happening and prepared, he instinctively went to check the spot where the ice sculpture had fallen.

However, after a moment's thought, he didn't go over immediately. Instead, he turned to look at the guards in the courtyard who looked tired but relieved.

Even amidst that hellish ordeal, these martial arts practitioners did not forget to protect their Third Young Master.

Facing life and death, their courage remained undiminished.

"Call"

With a long sigh, Xu Yuan flicked his finger and sent over twenty silver notes, each worth a hundred taels, to Instructor Wang.

Instructor Wang, who was looking up at the sky, caught the object with some surprise. After glancing down at it, he quickly said to Xu Yuan:

"Third Young Master, that was our duty just now; I cannot accept this silver note."

"Take it if it's offered to you. If you don't want it, your men will always need it."

As he spoke, Xu Yuan glanced sideways at the area outside the courtyard gate.

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Instructor Wang suddenly fell silent, recalling the brothers who had been killed by Qin Mo along the way.

Xu Yuan lowered his eyes and patted Instructor Wang on the shoulder.

Xu Yuan didn't know about the other people in the mansion, but he spent every day at the Wuxuan Academy.

I sparred with that group of tough, muscular guys for over a month, and many things are still vivid in my mind.

He was originally planning to go there today as well.

It seems now that I'll never be able to go again.

"Get some rest, you did a good job this time."

After saying that, Xu Yuan withdrew his hand and walked out of the courtyard gate.

The sunny sky remained as warm as ever, but the courtyard, ravaged by the disaster, appeared somewhat chaotic.

Instructor Wang clutched the stack of silver notes in his hand, remained silent for a long time, and finally bowed deeply to the Third Young Master had already disappeared around the corner.

"Wang Quan, on behalf of the brothers of the Wuxuan Academy, thank you, Third Young Master!"

The ice sculpture fell beside what was once a tranquil and beautiful wetland lake.

When Xu Yuan arrived, Zhou Chen and the other two were already waiting nearby.

Upon seeing Xu Yuan approach, Zhou Chen, carrying a sword on his back, was the first to step forward and bow with clasped hands.

"Third Young Master"

Xu Yuan glanced at Zhou Chen.

Oh no, it was more like scanning the three Grandmaster.

All three were somewhat disheveled, with Zhou Chen, who had directly clashed with the Saint's Remnant Soul, being the most disheveled.

His body was covered in bloody wounds, but he seemed to be in good spirits, so he should be fine.

Composing himself, Xu Yuan nodded and asked, "Was that sword strike just now from Xu Changge?"

Zhou Chen shook his head:

"Not the Eldest Young Master."

As they talked, the two walked toward the two frozen ice sculptures.

Xu Yuan frowned, somewhat surprised:

"If it's not Xu Changge, then who is it?"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Chen's lips curled into a strange smile, and he whispered:

"Third Young Master, once you see that sword, you should know who it belongs to."

He had witnessed the Third Young Master threatening suicide to force the Eldest Young Master to release the State Preceptor's disciple.

In retrospect, it wasn't entirely without reward.

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Upon hearing this, Xu Yuan was taken aback.

[Ice, is that okay?]

A clear, cold voice that had once angered him to the point of having a stroke suddenly flashed through his mind.

ice.

That Big Ice Block was also ice; could it really be her this time?

Xu Yuan stopped in his tracks and looked at Zhou Chen with a strange expression.

However, Zhou Chen did not look at him at this moment, but slowly raised his eyes to look at the sky on one side.

Seeing this, Xu Yuan silently turned around and looked back as well.

Then he saw a beautiful figure slowly descend from the sky and land about ten meters away from him.

She was dressed in black, which concealed her shapely figure, and carried a bulging satchel on her back.

However, unlike their first encounter, she didn't wear a veil this time. Instead, she bought a veiled hat and covered her head with it, and her serene gaze was still faintly visible through the thin veil.

They looked at each other in silence.

Xu Yuan exhaled, stepped forward, bowed, and smiled sincerely:

"Mr. Ran, it's been a long time."

Ran Qingmo stared at Xu Yuan silently for two seconds, then uttered only three words:

"Ran Qingmo".

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Xu Yuan raised an eyebrow, realized what was happening, and coughed lightly, repeating:

"Ran Qingmo, it's been a long time."

Ran Qingmo slowly removed her bamboo hat, pursed her lips, and nodded:

"Yes, Xu Yuan, long time no see."

After speaking, there was silence.

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"." Ran Qingmo.

"Cough."

Xu Yuan coughed lightly and glanced at the two ice sculptures. "Did you make these just now?"

Ran Qingmo walked towards the ice sculpture, took his sword, and casually said:

"Um."

Xu Yuan paused briefly, then said in a low voice:

"Ran Qingmo, thank you."

If it weren't for Ran Qingmo's sudden intervention, the protagonist of this storyline would likely have been teleported away and escaped, making it virtually impossible to kill him later.

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Upon hearing this, Ran Qingmo did not answer immediately. After a moment's thought, she looked into Xu Yuan's eyes:

"Xu Yuan, the word 'thank you' is the least valuable thing in the world. You owe me a favor."

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After a pause, Ran Qingmo shook her head again:

"No, it's that I only owe you one favor now."

"Alright, I only owe you one favor now." Xu Yuan chuckled.

To steer the conversation back on track, Xu Yuan looked at the two ice sculptures:

"By the way, Ran Qingmo, are both of them dead?"

Ran Qingmo glanced over there with her beautiful eyes, then raised a slender finger and pointed at the two ice sculptures:

"No, he's not dead, he's dead."

The first attack was from the remnant soul of the old man.

The second part features Qin Mo, the main character of the story.

Xu Yuan's breath hitched.

Dead

Looking at the main character of the story, frozen in the ice sculpture as if still alive, Xu Yuan's eyes showed a deep sense of surprise.

Qin Mo is dead?

?

Did the main character really die like that?

Seeing his expression, Ran Qingmo pursed her red lips and asked softly:

"Um, you don't want him to die?"

Xu Yuan snapped out of his daze and waved his hand:

"No, it just feels a bit too easy."

Ran Qingmo looked completely bewildered.

Feeling pleased, Xu Yuan didn't bother explaining to this Big Ice Block, and instead steered the conversation towards Ran Qingmo:

"You came to see me because of that matter?"