Jian Zhaoxing

Chapter 414 Lin Zhiqing, Dead!?
Jiang Liuyun's hand froze completely.

Hearing this, he did not feel the joy he had imagined.

Lu Huai's arrival means he's still alive, so the dead person is...

No, Jiang Liuyun didn't believe this result.

Lin Zhiqing is so cunning, how could he possibly die like this?

No, definitely not.

"Have everyone hide. No one is allowed to come forward without my order," Jiang Liuyun said as he walked out.

He stood on high ground, watching from afar the limping black dot moving in his direction.

As time passed, the black dot transformed into a living person.

He was dressed in white, looked somewhat thin, and had a pale, bloodless face.

That's right, it's Lu Huai.

He was still clutching something tightly in his hand, something that looked somewhat familiar.

Jiang Liuyun saw it clearly, but he still eagerly stepped forward to confirm his thoughts.

He lightly touched the ground with his toes and struck Lu Huai with a palm strike without any mercy.

Lu Huai was already weak and didn't react in time. He was knocked to the ground by that palm strike.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and when he looked up, he saw Jiang Liuyun. Then, an uncontrollable surge of hatred welled up inside him:

"It was you, it was you who killed Aqing."

Jiang Liuyun didn't take Lu Huai seriously at all; he stared intently at what he had taken from Lu Huai's hand—a jade flute.

That was Lin Zhiqing's jade flute; the green on it wasn't pure, and it still carried traces of blood.

Jiang Liuyun closed his eyes, and Lin Zhiqing's voice and smile flashed through his mind. Feelings of regret, resentment, and heartache came one after another.

Lin Zhiqing has no martial arts skills, so most of the time she prepares a lot of poisons and hidden weapons.

But this jade flute was always her trump card and her way out.

She will not give up the jade flute easily.

It was precisely because Jiang Liuyun realized this that his heart ached even more.

Lin Zhiqing is really dead.

He stood there, looking like a wilted eggplant, his face pale.

He had truly, completely lost Lin Zhiqing.

"Don't touch her things." Lu Huai got up from the ground and rushed straight at Jiang Liuyun, trying to snatch the jade flute.

Jiang Liuyun tucked the jade flute into his waistband, then grabbed Lu Huai's hand, his eyes unusually fierce:

"You claim to like her, so why don't you protect her?"

"How did she jump? Jiang Liuyun, even at this point, you're still shirking responsibility." Lu Huai's eyes were almost breaking.

"What right do you have to say you love her? What right do you have to question me?"

Where were you when she was scared?

Where were you when she was helpless?

Where were you when she breathed her last?

A series of questions made Jiang Liuyun look away.

Lu Huai shook off Jiang Liuyun's hand: "You're happy now, you've achieved your goal."

"Aqing is dead. She will never reach the Dali Temple!"

There's something to be happy about.

But Jiang Liuyun couldn't laugh at all.

"Snapped!"

what sound?
In a daze, he felt that Lu Huai's figure in front of him was somewhat blurry.

Moreover, he seemed to hear Lin Zhiqing's flute playing.

No, now is not the time to think about that.

Jiang Liuyun shook his head, forcing himself to clear his head.

He cannot dwell on his sadness.

Lin Zhiqing is dead, but Lu Huai is not.

Yes, it's Lu Huai.

He frowned and stared straight ahead, only to see Lu Huai staring intently at him, as if blaming him for driving Lin Zhiqing to her death.

Jiang Liuyun disliked such looks. He drew his longsword and walked towards Lu Huai.

Seeing this, Lu Huai dragged his lame leg backward, looking extremely disheveled.

The long sword in Jiang Liuyun's hand was like a winding snake; once it spotted its target, it snapped down.

With a "thud," the longsword pierced Lu Huai's chest.

Lu Huai looked at Jiang Liuyun with an incredulous and hostile gaze. Jiang Liuyun liked that look.

He delivered a few more vicious blows, then smiled silently:
"Lu Huai, who gave you the right to take her from me? Lin Zhiqing is mine, and even if she dies, she can only be mine."

"You, Lu Huai, will always be my defeated opponent!"

After saying this, he took out a handkerchief and slowly wiped the blood off the longsword.

He gripped the jade flute tightly, then turned and left.

He didn't believe Lin Zhiqing was dead.

He was going to find her.

Jiang Liuyun went to the edge of the cliff and to the foot of Qiwu Mountain, but ultimately found nothing.

He went to the Lin family's house again, only to find it empty.

It was as if everyone inside had vanished into thin air.

This was exactly what Jiang Liuyun wanted.

He had always wanted to wipe out the Lin family and then hide Lin Zhiqing away.

Only in this way can Lin Zhiqing belong to him forever.

Who else?
Jiang Liuyun felt a headache coming on, as if something was pulling at his mind.

What is this familiar feeling...?

Jiang Liuyun couldn't figure it out, but he didn't want to think about it either.

He didn't know how long he had walked, but finally he saw the three characters "Dali Temple".

That's right, he's coming to Dali Temple.

What are we doing at Dali Temple? Saving the Zhenyuan Marquis's Mansion!

Lin Zhiqing is dead; he must do the remaining things better and more perfectly.

He saved the Zhenyuan Marquis's mansion, impressed his father, and married Jinniang openly and honorably.

The Dali Temple was his first step in saving the Zhenyuan Marquis's mansion.

Right, that is it!

Jiang Liuyun entered Dali Temple.

He saw officials like Zhou Chongzheng, the Lin family, and his own father.

The Lin family racked their brains and used every means to accuse the Zhenyuan Marquis's Mansion.

But this was useless, because they couldn't produce any evidence.

Moreover, Lin Zhiqing is dead.

The Lin family kept delaying, completely unaware that it was all in vain.

Despite his heartache, Jiang Liuyun told Jiang Yunhe that Lin Zhiqing was dead.

For the first time, he saw appreciation in Jiang Yunhe's eyes.

This kind of appreciation can also be called love.

His father didn't only use him; he also loved him.

This love even somewhat lessened his grief over Lin Zhiqing's death.

He straightened his back and looked down at the Lin family's humble struggle for survival.

The Lin family is nothing except Lin Zhiqing.

He had been scheming against the Lin family for so many years, and at this moment he finally tasted the sweetness of success.

This feeling was strange, giving him a bizarre sense of satisfaction.

The Lin family claimed that Lin Zhiqing would come; they did not know that Lin Zhiqing was dead and placed all their hopes on someone who could not possibly come.

For some reason, Zhou Chongzheng has delayed issuing a verdict.

And so, Jiang Liuyun waited from sunrise to sunset.

It all seemed to happen in the blink of an eye.

Lin Zhiqing did not come.

She's not coming.

Jiang Liuyun didn't know whether he should be happy or sad.

He was somewhat confused.

"Boom!"

The gavel rang out, and Zhou Chongzheng finally spoke to make his decision:

"Since Lin Zhiqing did not appear, according to the Dasheng Law, the Lin family has lost the retrial of Lin Congrong's case, and the original verdict is upheld!"

As the voice faded, Jiang Liuyun once again saw appreciation and praise in Jiang Yunhe's eyes.

This was truly a perfect trial!