Xuanxia

Chapter 700 Delay
"Master Prefect."

Hua Wuying walked into the tea room and bowed deeply.

Wen Renjun was sitting in the tea room making tea by himself. When he heard the call, he turned his head to take a look, then suddenly frowned and pinched his nose.

"Are you Wuying?"

He frowned and asked, "What's going on? How come you are so thin and smell so bad? Where have you been? Have you not showered in a few days?"

"Sir, don't worry about these things for now."

Hua Wuying closed the door with his backhand, blocking out the sunlight. His expression could not be seen clearly in the backlight: "Master... Jiang Baichuan is right here."

"what?!"

Wen Renjun was startled and his face turned pale instantly: "Where?!"

"Don't be alarmed, sir." Hua Wuying said softly, "Don't make any noise either - his situation right now is rather special."

Under Wen Renjun's doubtful eyes, he sat down, slowly poured tea for him, and began to tell the story.

Hua Wuying is a very frank person. If he wants to talk, he will naturally tell everything without hiding anything.

From the day when he prepared books and practiced sword in the library, to the appearance of Jiang Baichuan, he talked all the way about how Jiang Baichuan would not let him leave and forced him to stay in the library to practice sword until today.

"He is not mentally stable."

Hua Wuying lowered his eyes and said sadly: "I think now is the best time to capture him."

"Okay, okay!"

As Wen Renjun listened, the look of surprise and doubt on his face had long disappeared, replaced by a hidden ecstasy!

He suppressed his joy, took the teapot from Hua Wuying's hand, and took the initiative to pour tea for him: "My dear nephew, then I will rely on you from now on."

Hua Wuying looked down at the gradually filling teacup and asked, "Sir, what do you need me to do?"

"Hold Jiang Baichuan."

Wen Renjun smiled and said, "I will inform Mingjian Pavilion as quickly as possible. Luoyi is not far from the capital. They will arrive in one or two days at the shortest, or three or four days at the longest, and set up a dragnet here. By then, you will be credited with a great contribution."

"..."

Hua Wuying remained silent and did not speak.

"Haha, I know you must be reluctant to leave, my dear nephew."

Wen Renjun leaned forward, picked up the cup of tea, and handed it to Hua Wuying: "But Jiang Baichuan is no longer the Jiang Baichuan of the past. The fact that he still pretends to be your master and teaches you swordsmanship is only due to his confused memory."

"Once he regains his memory, he will immediately turn into that devil who kills without blinking an eye. By then, how much blood and gore will there be, and how many lives will be lost?"

"My dear nephew, you have no choice but to do this."

Hua Wuying looked at the cup of tea handed to him. The tea was swaying slightly and rippling.

After a while, he took the cup and drank the tea in one gulp, just like he was drinking a glass of liquor.

The smile on Wen Renjun's face grew wider.

With a sound, Hua Wuying put down the teacup, stood up and pushed the door open.

Why did Wen Renjun come here today? It doesn't matter anymore. To him and Wen Renjun, it doesn't matter anymore.

As long as Jiang Baichuan is captured or killed, everything else is just a trivial matter.

Hua Wuying knew that he still had fellow junior brothers and sisters to protect, and he also had to shoulder the future of Xuanmeng. He also had a dream to fulfill, a dream that his master had left for him.

That master who was dressed in white clothes as white as snow and as gentle as jade...

With a creak, the door of the library was pushed open by him.

In the shadow, the outline of Jiang Baichuan's body was still there, the dark outline towering like a golem.

Hua Wuying closed the door with his backhand and tried his best to remain calm: "Master."

"You came back quickly."

Jiang Baichuan's calm voice came from the shadows: "Can you tell me why Governor Wen said that I am a demon?"

Hua Wuying's pupils shrank suddenly!
He heard it!

Did he hear everything that I said to Prefect Wen? !

Yes... With Master's realm and strength, if he really wanted to listen, how could he not hear it?

With a clang sound!
A tattered, rusty long sword came out from the shadows and instantly appeared in front of Hua Wuying! The tip of the sword stopped just in front of his brow, and the cold edge almost pierced into his brain. A drop of blood oozed out unconsciously, but Hua Wuying did not give in at all.

He just stared at Jiang Baichuan with complicated eyes.

Jiang Baichuan held up the long sword that he got from nowhere, his eyes were cold and violent: "Wuying, you betrayed me?"

"No, Master...it was you who betrayed us."

Hua Wuying said in a bitter voice: "You really don't remember anything?"

Jiang Baichuan frowned: "What should I remember?"

"call……"

Hua Wuying exhaled a foul breath, determined his heart, and showed a rare ruthlessness on his face: "Remember what? Remember that you were the leader of the Wulin Alliance and the leader of Xiyu Pavilion!"

"Master, you acted like a gentleman, but you killed so many people at the same time!"

"You teach us to be good people, to do good deeds, and to guide this world towards peace and tranquility, but what are you doing yourself?!"

He seemed to be venting his anger as he strode forward while drinking in a deep voice.

The tip of the sword that was against his forehead then retreated.

"You lied to us."

Hua Wuying gritted his teeth and said, "How many people have lost their families because of you? Have you ever considered us? All of your disciples worship you like a god! The moment you are on the wanted list, we will all go crazy!"

"Until today, Junior Brother Zhuang still drinks every day. He used to not drink at all!"

"Junior Brother Yuan once said that he would write a biography for you, but later, as soon as he was released from the prison, he tore the book he had spent several years writing into pieces!"

"Do you still remember Junior Sister Tian? She was the orphan you adopted - but do you still remember why she became an orphan? Her whole family was killed by the assassins from Xiyu Pavilion! Master, you gave the order to do it! How do you want her to spend the rest of her life?"

"You gave them and me a second life, but then you took it all away with your own hands!"

"We died once the day we stepped into the Hell! And you were the one who stabbed us!"

As he spoke, tears welled up in his eyes: "Master, you betrayed us!"

There was a faint sound of sword, that was Jiang Baichuan putting away his sword.

“…Yes, me?”

He lowered his head, his voice lingering in his throat, a little unclear: "I am the leader of the Wulin Alliance and also the leader of Xiyu Pavilion?"

Hua Wuying pursed his lips, took a step back and watched silently.

He wasn't quite sure what would happen next.

But at least, I can't delay it for a few days...

But just as he thought of this, Jiang Baichuan suddenly raised his head, and his voice became steady again: "Wuying, come, learn sword."

"what?"

Hua Wuying was startled: "Learn sword?"

"Good, continue learning swordsmanship."

Jiang Baichuan's face showed no trace of joy or anger, and he said calmly: "I seem to have some impression of what you said, but I also seem to have forgotten it, but it doesn't matter."

"This, is not important?" Hua Wuying murmured: "How can it be unimportant?"

"If all those things were really done by Master... then it is only natural for Mingjian Pavilion to hunt down Master."

Jiang Baichuan stretched out his hand and tied up his messy silver hair behind his head, and said leisurely: "Perhaps, when I teach you swordsmanship, I can remember something and then escape from here."

"Master knows that I am not quite right at the moment - but it doesn't matter."

"Whether I become a demon, a ghost, or fall into hell in the future, at least now, I will still teach you everything I have learned in my life."

He said calmly: "Knowing the hundred sword techniques is the result of my life's hard work, and it must not be lost."

Hearing this, Hua Wuying's eyes were filled with shock, but he eventually calmed down.

"Understood, Master."

His breathing gradually calmed down: "Let's continue."

(End of this chapter)