A cold wind swept through Riverside Town. Dozens of Jianghu military soldiers had occupied the previously deserted Old Street, and after a few exchanges, the atmosphere bristled with drawn swords.
Holding two weapons, Linghu Qingmo hid on a distant rooftop. Watching Xie Jinhuan disguise himself to investigate Wei Yin, only to somehow become the Blood Rain Tower spokesperson and rack his brains trying to make everything add up, he looked bewildered.
"What even is all this?"
"Gurgle..."
Coal Ball crouched beside him, poking out half a little head to look around, presumably meaning-such were the vagaries of the Jianghu; as long as they could still beat people up, it was fine.
Ye Hongshang stood in front of them with the Red Umbrella over her shoulder. Since bewitching Momo would be inappropriate, and he could not hear her speak, she simply watched the show with interest.
After Xie Jinhuan's timely lesson on how to be a proper dog, the Blood Rain Tower members clearly realized which side they should stand on. All their eyes turned toward Wei Yin on his horse.
Before coming, Wei Yin had considered how the Blood Rain Tower might react, but he truly had not expected them to turn the tables, offering evidence against him as a pledge of allegiance to Xie Jinhuan, whom they had just offended, to save their own lives.
It sounded bizarre, but Xie Jinhuan's chivalrous reputation was known throughout the land. Faced with such an attitude of repentance, he really was unlikely to keep making trouble for the Blood Rain Tower.
Snow Eagle Ridge, however, would draw all the hostility. Recruiting hired muscle under cover of official business to settle private scores would be no match for Xie Jinhuan coming to pick a fight with righteousness on his side. Once word spread,