The Legend of the Condor Heroes: I became one of the Five Great Masters by drawing cards

"Boss Qiao, you keep saying that the thief escaped, but with your abilities, there are only a handful of people in this world who could escape your clutches. As such a master, with no grudges or grievances, why would you bother with us brothers and sisters?"

Although Mrs. Tan did not curse like Zhao Qiansun, she obviously did not believe what Qiao Feng said.

"Ahui."

How could Mr. Tan not recognize his wife's voice? He immediately quickened his pace and ran towards the sound.

But before he could move even a foot, he suddenly felt something tighten on his arm. He subconsciously turned around and glared, only to find that it was Gu Ping'an who was holding him.

"A man's word is his bond. Mr. Tan made the promise himself. Is he going to break it and make a fortune?"

Mr. Tan's expression froze, his anger dissipated, and he showed some struggle.

Although he was worried about the safety of the "leader", he also didn't want to damage his wife's reputation. At this juncture, it was really difficult to make a decision.

He couldn't deal with Gu Ping'an alone, let alone the addition of Qiao Feng.

Gu Ping'an did not force him, but instead loosened his hand and looked at him silently.

Mr. Tan was torn between his conscience and his desires. Finally, he sighed deeply and stamped his feet, saying, "Forget it, forget it, I've said it!"

Seeing that he was about to speak, Gu Ping'an suddenly raised his hand to stop him. Mu Nianci immediately understood and walked towards the depths of the forest.

"Young Master Gu, this is..."

"This is a matter of great importance. Please have Mr. Tan explain it to my elder brother in person."

Mr. Tan turned his gaze towards the direction where Mu Nianci had left. In just a moment, he saw Qiao Feng pushing aside the bushes and walking towards the two of them.

He had already taken off the makeup on his face, revealing his true appearance. When Mr. Tan saw him approaching step by step, he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"Half a year since we last met, Mr. Qiao, how are you?"

Qiao Feng was eager to know the identity of the "leader" and did not bother with excessive politeness. He clasped his fists as a greeting and asked directly.

"May I ask, Mr. Tan, who wrote the letter to our master that day in the apricot grove outside Wuxi?"

Mr. Tan had made his decision, so he no longer concealed it. His voice sounded particularly heavy in the silent forest.

"Abbot Xuanci of Shaolin Temple"

Ever since his life story was revealed, Qiao Feng had many guesses about the identity of the "leader", but he never expected that it would be the abbot of Shaolin.

Buddhism has always advocated equality among all beings. Although he has Khitan blood, why would Xuan Ci, as a high-level monk, compare him to the catastrophe of the Central Plains martial arts world?
Could it be that the prejudice in people's hearts is really as huge as a mountain, and even a great man like Abbot Xuanci is not immune to it?

When the thirty-year blood feud was revealed, Qiao Feng felt very complicated, but his first reaction was not to seek revenge on him. He was not even very angry, but more of aggrieved.

If there is hatred, it is not towards Xuanci.

After what happened today, he was almost certain that the masked man in black who had previously tried to kill Tan Po and Zhao Qiansun was the murderer behind the death of his adoptive parents and mentor Xuan Ku.

This series of actions were all directed at himself.

"Thank you, Mr. Tan, for telling me the truth. I am deeply grateful. Your Madam and Zhao Qiansun are here now. You three can leave on your own."

As Qiao Feng spoke, he clasped his hands together, and stepped aside to make way.

Mr. Tan was obviously stunned: "You won't kill us?"

He followed Gu Ping'an all the way here just to protect his wife's reputation, and he had already disregarded his own life.

Although Cheng-Zhu Neo-Confucianism wasn't yet prevalent at the time, the Central Plains was unlike Dali, and the emphasis on rites and moral principles was growing stronger, leading even martial artists to attach increasing importance to them. Tan Po and Zhao Qiansunru were both elderly, long past sexual desire. Their reunion was merely a chance to reminisce about the past and catch up on old times; there was nothing inappropriate about it.

But people are two-faced. If the story really gets out, it will inevitably become a topic of gossip. The more it spreads, the more outrageous it becomes, and there may even be no place for Tan Po in the entire world.

Mr. Tan loved his wife so much that he risked his life to follow her and revealed his identity as the "leader".

In his opinion, how could Qiao Feng, a Khitan thief who killed his father and mother and harmed his mentor, save the lives of the three of them?
He only hoped that Gu Ping'an would keep his promise and leave a good reputation for him and his wife after their death.

Qiao Feng knew nothing about his mental journey, so when he heard the question, he immediately looked puzzled.

"I have no grudges against the three of you. Besides, Mr. Tan has done me a favor by revealing the identity of the 'leader'. How could I do that?"

"This"

It took Mr. Tan a long time to react, and he couldn't help but ask again.

"My husband and I witnessed your identity being revealed. Zhao Qiansun was one of the people who were at Yanmen Pass back then. Don't you plan to kill him for revenge?"

He was just really confused and asked subconsciously, not really to trick his old rival.

Only then did Qiao Feng think of revenge again, but he did not lose his temper. He pondered for a moment and shook his head slightly.

Mr. Tan was even more puzzled and asked, "You're trying so hard to find out the identity of the 'leader', isn't it just to avenge your father's murder?"

In fact, this was what Qiao Feng had originally planned.

Although he had never seen his biological parents, he was still a child after all, and it was natural for him to avenge his parents' tragic deaths.

But ever since Qiao Sanhuai and his wife and Master Xuanku were killed one after another, his mood has changed every day, especially when he met the bald man in black today. Now thinking carefully, it seems that he does not have much hatred towards the "leader".

Before Qiao Feng could speak, Gu Ping'an spoke first, "My eldest brother had no intention of causing trouble for you all. He didn't kill Zhao Qiansun and Master Zhiguang back then, and he won't do so in the future. He's only looking for the 'leader' to learn about his past."

"If that's true, then why did he kill Qiao Sanhuai and his wife?"

"Mr. Tan still can't figure it out?"

Gu Ping'an first asked a question, and then made an impassioned speech.

"This is simply a conspiracy by someone to destroy my brother's reputation, tear the Beggars' Sect apart, and wreak chaos in the Central Plains martial arts world!"

"Indeed. Today, Qiao accompanied Madam Zun and Zhao Qiansun here. If my brother had not arrived in time and devised a clever plan to deal with them, I'm afraid they would have been doomed."

The more Qiao Feng thought about it, the more scared he became.

"If he succeeds, this bloody incident will be blamed on me again."

Mr. Tan had just heard what Zhao Qiansun and Mrs. Tan said, and he was still half-believing and half-doubting.

Gu Ping'an added, "I, Gu, swear today by pointing my head to the heavens. If Master Xuanku and Uncle and Aunt Qiao were truly murdered by my sworn brother, I will be struck with swords and axes, pierced by thousands of arrows, and left with no place for burial. How do you say that?"

"Brother. You."

This oath was extremely solemn. Qiao Feng turned around to look at him in surprise, feeling deeply moved. The seven-foot tall man almost shed tears.

From his perspective, Gu Ping'an was obviously not sure whether he was really the murderer, but he still swore a solemn oath to guarantee it, which shows how deep his trust was.

Mr. Tan was also touched. Just as he was about to speak, he heard the faint sound of stringed instruments in the distance. (End of this chapter)