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Chapter 271 The True Story of the Shaolin Abbot's Collapse
Qiao Feng stared wide-eyed, almost unable to believe his eyes:

"who are you?"

Xiao Yuanshan looked at his son and said, "I am your father."

He slowly approached, his eyes filled with the excitement of a long-awaited reunion.

Qiao Feng stood there, as if the whole world had collapsed at that moment.

Zhang Sanfeng sighed softly.

Hong Qigong finally put down the chicken leg in his hand, his expression unusually solemn.

Xuan Ci stood on the stage, his hands clasped together, but his mind was in complete turmoil.

He coughed, trying to remain calm, and said, "Benefactor Xiao, I didn't expect you to still be alive."

Xiao Yuanshan sneered, a hint of sarcasm in his eyes:

"Back then, you Song people slandered me for sneaking into Shaolin Temple to steal martial arts skills, causing my wife and children to be separated."

"Therefore, after I was lucky enough to survive, I hid in the Shaolin Temple, recuperating from my injuries while secretly learning martial arts."

As soon as this statement came out, the whole audience was in an uproar!

Even the Shaolin disciples couldn't help but whisper among themselves: "So we had a Khitan spy hidden in our temple?"

Xuan Ci's expression changed slightly, but he could only sigh, "I was also at fault for what happened back then."

Roger, who was watching with great interest, suddenly interjected with a smile:

"This matter cannot be entirely blamed on Abbot Xuanci."

"The one who should really take the blame is Murong Bo."

Xuanci said, "It was indeed Benefactor Murong who told this humble monk that Benefactor Xiao was plotting against my Shaolin martial arts, which is why I..."

Roger interjected, "That's right."

"This man is a descendant of the Xianbei, and he is obsessed with restoring his kingdom."

"Knowing that you, Xiao Yuanshan, are dedicated to maintaining good relations between the Song and Liao dynasties, he wanted to get rid of you, create chaos, and cause a war between the Song and Liao."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yuanshan was furious, his fists clenched: "So that's how it is!"

"No wonder those Central Plains masters suddenly surrounded and killed my family back then."

He suddenly looked up, gritting his teeth:

"Where is Murong Bo now?"

Xuan Ci sighed, "Benefactor Murong died many years ago."

Roger smiled slightly: "I don't think so."

After saying that, he threw a punch out of thin air.

With a loud bang, a section of wall not far away collapsed.

Amidst the swirling dust, a dark figure clutching his chest stumbled and flew out of the ruins in a disheveled state.

The black cloth covering his face was shattered, revealing an old face.

Upon seeing this, Xuan Ci exclaimed in surprise:

"Benefactor Murong?"

Xiao Yuanshan was even more enraged. He took a step forward and pushed out with both palms:

"Oh it's you."

But just as he was about to make his move, he suddenly froze.

I can't move at all!

Xiao Yuanshan's face was filled with terror.

Roger smiled faintly: "I have never been one for fighting, so I can only resolve conflicts."

"Don't fight or kill in front of me."

There was silence.

Unexpectedly, Roger's single glance rendered a top expert instantly incapacitated.

He looked around the room and continued, "After faking his death, Murong Bo also secretly sneaked into Shaolin Temple to learn martial arts."

"He's the one who really wants to steal martial arts skills."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yuanshan's anger intensified, but he remained unable to move.

At this point, Roger looked at Xuan Ci, a slight smile playing on his lips:
"Abbot Xuanci, do you know why I brought this up in front of everyone?"

Xuan Ci clasped his hands together, his tone heavy:
“This humble monk committed a heinous crime back then, but I concealed it.”

“It was my fault, Benefactor Luo. Telling this to fellow practitioners has relieved me of a knot in my heart.”

Roger nodded, seemingly satisfied with his attitude.

Then he suddenly changed the subject: "Do you still remember Ye Erniang, who died at my hands?" Xuan Ci's expression changed drastically, and his heart trembled.

Roger laughed and said, "Although Ye Erniang is ranked second among the Four Evils."

“But she would steal other people’s babies every day to play with them, and then kill them after she was done playing with them.”

"This kind of slaughter is something that even the other three combined cannot atone for."

"And this is what you and Xiao Yuanshan created together."

Xiao Yuanshan suddenly realized that he could open his mouth.

He laughed heartily, a hint of smugness in his voice: "I did it!"

"When I infiltrated Shaolin Temple, I discovered that this bald thief was having an affair with Ye Erniang and they even had a son."

"I stole it and killed it to avenge my blood feud."

"Unexpectedly, Ye Erniang became obsessed with missing her son and ended up like this."

"And this bald thief, as the abbot of Shaolin, just sat idly by."

"What a highly respected abbot of Shaolin!"

As soon as this statement came out, the whole audience was shocked.

The crowd of martial arts practitioners turned their heads, and the way they looked at Xuan Ci had changed.

Who would have thought that the abbot of Shaolin Temple would have such an intricate relationship with the Four Evils?
Feng Qingyang shook his head and sighed: "Alas, the eminent monk Abbot Xuanci had such a past."

Zhang Sanfeng remained silent.

He had once served under the Shaolin Temple, so he was well aware of its shady dealings.

Roger then asked, "Abbot Xuanci, what is your explanation?"

Xuan Ci clasped his hands together, his expression calm yet tinged with sorrow:
“I know that I have committed grave sins and that only by atoning for them with my death can I atone for my past transgressions.”

Roger sneered, a hint of sarcasm in his voice:
“The number of babies killed by Ye Erniang is countless.”

"Can you repay this debt with just your life?"

Xuan Ci lowered his head, his voice deep and firm:
“This humble monk is indeed deeply sinful.”

"When I first heard that Benefactor Luo had killed Ye Erniang, I felt a bit of resentment."

“As a monk, I am tormented by love and cannot bring myself to do it.”

He paused, a flicker of pain and regret crossing his eyes:

"This humble monk is unworthy to be the abbot of Shaolin Temple."

After saying that, he slowly took off his cassock.

Then, he ordered the Shaolin disciples beside him:
"Execute him."

As soon as this statement came out, the whole audience was in an uproar!

Just then, Roger suddenly spoke up: "I want your son to do it."

Upon hearing this, Xuan Ci froze, his eyes filled with confusion.

Xiao Yuanshan suddenly burst into laughter, his laughter tinged with smugness:

"Hahaha! Xuanci, you bald thief, I was lying when I said I killed your son!"

"Actually, I didn't kill your son."

Instead, they put him in the vegetable garden and entrusted him to the Shaolin monks to raise.

“You and your son see each other every day, yet you never recognize each other.”

"This is my revenge."

Xuan Ci looked at Xu Zhu with a complicated expression.

Unexpectedly, he turned out to be his own son.

He said softly, "Xuzhu, you carry out the execution."

Xu Zhu looked completely bewildered.

He glanced at Xuan Ci, then at Roger, and then at the pairs of eyes staring at him all around him.

where am I?
what am i doing?
Under everyone's gaze, Xu Zhu tremblingly accepted the ring knife and walked step by step toward Xuan Ci.

Xuan Ci closed his eyes and spoke calmly:
"Go ahead, kid."

"This is the end that this humble monk deserves."

Xu Zhu gritted his teeth and raised his monk's knife.

The whole audience held their breath.

Just as the monk's knife was about to fall, an old monk suddenly appeared and gently deflected the knife with a burst of energy.

(End of this chapter)