Wan Jian returns to his clan!

Chapter 220 All beings suffer, a swift and decisive action amidst chaos.
"This person is despicable."

Jung Won-bin narrowly escaped death, his back soaked with cold sweat.

When that spear came, he felt as if he was sealed off from all sides by an invisible force, and he didn't even have the strength to raise his sword.

In fact, not only him, but also Dong Ning, Yun Duo, Yu Shui and others behind him were all enveloped by the power of that spear, and a feeling of impending doom lingered in their minds.

【Eight Fierce Tigers】Tan Bazhi’s sword intent and sword energy, although extremely oppressive, are still worth a fight.

Yuwen Ba barely managed to crush their spirits with just a few moves.

This was a pure crushing defeat of strength, and had absolutely nothing to do with how strong their will was.

"Strike while the iron is hot. Yuwen Ba's sudden sneak attack was completely ineffective against the young sect leader; instead, he lost several of his capable subordinates. Perhaps..."

"I said in a deep voice, my eyes gleaming," Zheng Yuanbin said.

He had been following Lu Wubing for a long time and knew the young sect leader's style of doing things very well.

Don't be fooled by his seemingly carefree and easy-going nature.

In reality, if you encounter a real threat, even in the middle of the night, you must immediately find a way to eliminate the opponent.

This was how they destroyed the Moon Shadow Hall in Donghai County; and it was the same when they traveled hundreds of miles alone to the Zhu family branch in Yuyang to suppress Third Master Zhu.

Especially in Mingyang City, upon discovering that the Ten Thousand Beasts Hall was secretly targeting them, they immediately rode swiftly to Liyang to provide assistance and eradicated the Ten Thousand Beasts Hall's forces.

Having been ambushed by Yuwen Ba before, and with the latter even arbitrarily proposing a three-day battle to the death, how could they possibly tolerate it?

If the young sect leader were to take action, even though I am not strong enough, I could still kill all those barbarians who followed him and vent my anger.

They all understood what had happened in this police raid... It didn't matter what the Chaotian Prefecture thought; the force behind it all was undoubtedly the Northern Zhou delegation.

If these people aren't eliminated, Huichuntang simply won't be able to continue operating, and the ensuing targeting is practically inevitable.

The key point is that these are the imperial army, and they are endlessly killing and causing endless trouble.

People like us will be forced to become rebels sooner or later.

Shen Xinzhu frowned and glanced at Zheng Yuanbin, then shook her head and said, "That's not appropriate. Senior Brother Zheng cultivates the Killing Sword, but he shouldn't let anger cloud his judgment. The Young Master has his reasons for not pursuing him. We should just listen to him."

Zheng Yuanbin paused upon hearing this, and for some reason, he felt slightly guilty after being glared at by Shen Xinzhu. The music they had heard earlier had been of great help.

Only when facing life-or-death situations can one truly understand how bizarre the Seven Emotions Heavenly Sound really is.

If that zither music had been directed at him, even if his swordsmanship were a level higher and his cultivation a level higher, he might not have been able to escape unscathed.

Quietly, this junior sister Jin Yutang, who was only known by her fellow disciples for playing the zither and healing illnesses, has grown to such an extent.

"Yes, Sister Xinzhu is right. The Lord is not worried about not being able to kill Yuwen Ba. If he really doesn't care at all and wants to keep the Northern Zhou barbarians, it's not impossible."

However, as you saw, Senior Brother Zheng, Yuwen Ba possesses boundless divine power and his attacks are extremely domineering. With a single spear throw, even a small ripple could overturn more than ten houses.

"If such an opponent were to fight with all his might, the entire Changxin Ward could very well be reduced to ruins."

The clouds also sighed.

She and Yushui lost both their parents at a young age and wandered the streets, so they were very experienced in this kind of precarious life.

They could freeze or starve to death at any time.

They would be trampled to death like ants by all sorts of important figures.

Of course, the greatest danger is to those martial artists who live on the edge of death; they could be caught in the crossfire of a fight and die a meaningless death.

Just like those ordinary people lying on the ground, lifeless, in our sight.

From the unseen ruins, the sound of mournful weeping could already be heard.

I wonder how many died?

How many people were injured?
"Save people first."

Lu Wubing didn't say much.

They immediately arranged for all the doctors and staff at Huichuntang to go and provide emergency treatment.

If he encounters someone with severe and difficult-to-treat injuries, he is prepared to provide personal treatment.

Yuwen Ba, being a barbarian, was not of our kind and would not regard the people of Nanli as human beings.

They were more beastly than human; the Northern Zhou had always been a place where the strong preyed on the weak, so their behavior was not surprising.

However, the head constable of Chaotian Prefecture, that "Eight Fierce Tigers" Tan Bazhi...

Listening to the surrounding people's discussions, this person was supposedly one of the four great constables of the capital, yet he was such a ruthless individual.

During the battle, he showed no regard for the people around him, and at least five people died under his sword's aura.

Not to mention, with a single strike, he destroyed three houses.

This is completely inhumane.

Seeing the scene before him, Lu Wubing's impression of the Prefect of Chaotian worsened.

It wasn't because the other party ordered the arrest of Huichuntang and his group, but because this person had a problem with his backside.

What kind of upright official is Li Qingtian? Have you ever seen an upright official who works for barbarians and oppresses his own people?
Is it perhaps the barbarian sky?

It was rare that Shen Xinzhu and Yun Duo thought of showing compassion for the common people.

Shen Xinzhu was alright; she was kind-hearted and always treated the sick and saved lives, and she was very kind to the common people.

As for Yunduo and Yushui, it can only be said that Murong Qing taught them very well.

These two young girls, despite their young age, have already mastered a great deal of skill and have thousands of people under their command, yet they have not developed an arrogant and aloof personality.

Although she has a few quirks, she ultimately didn't go astray.

On the contrary, it was the fifth senior brother, Zheng Yuanbin, who seemed to be showing signs of not taking life seriously.

With a weapon in hand, the desire to kill arises naturally.

It's impossible to say that someone who has killed many people is unaffected.

However, he only taught his fifth senior brother to be ambitious and to hone his swordsmanship through killing, but he never mentioned that he should learn to sever all emotions and desires...

"When you have free time, you should read more books. No matter what kind of swordsmanship you practice, you must control the sword, not the other way around."

"Yes, young sect leader."

Jung Won-bin replied with shame.

"I understand Yuwen Ba's thoughts. It is said in the martial arts world that the Northern Overlord and the Southern Sword are equally famous."

He not only wanted to defeat me, but also wanted to take my life in front of everyone, in front of all the masters in the world.

At heart, he was nothing more than arrogant and conceited, wanting to promote the name of Northern Zhou and suppress the spirit of the warriors of Dali.

If he can truly achieve this, it must be said, it's indeed a brilliant move.

Lu Wubing sneered, "Moreover, this man is shrewd despite his rough exterior. In the blink of an eye, he has already decided on a challenge. He's not afraid that I won't agree; he probably already inquired around and knows who I am."

"Using the lives of the entire street as leverage is one thing, but he also knows, of course, that I also want to break the spines of the Northern Zhou barbarians in front of everyone..."

Therefore, although this battle was proposed by the other side, it was exactly what Lu Wubing wanted.

Private fights and sneak attacks are pointless.

The other side represented the majesty of the Northern Zhou court and the pinnacle of martial prowess of the proud and confident young generation of those barbarians.

Even if the older generation were to ambush and assassinate this person, it would not boost their own morale; on the contrary, they would be looked down upon.

This is precisely why Yuwen Ba challenged young masters everywhere recently, killing more than ten Nanli masters with his pair of purple-gold hammers.

Nominally, he was traveling south as an envoy of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, but in reality, he had ulterior motives.

Once he has defeated all the young people in the capital, the entire Southern Li martial arts community will naturally be inferior to the Northern Zhou.

And let's not even mention the Four Great Young Martial Artists.

The title of "Northern Overlord" should probably be listed separately, making him the number one expert among the youth.

Under these circumstances, what's the point of fighting at the border?

Having already lost three points before even fighting, their morale was already low, and the destruction of their country was only a matter of time.

The most outrageous one is still...

In the court of Dali, a large number of the officials had already sought peace in their hearts even before the Northern Zhou attacked.

They treated the Northern Zhou barbarians with the same respect they would show their own father.

They served them with utmost respect, as if afraid something might happen to them in Weijing.

This is a difficult situation. Lu Wubing would bet that if he forcibly detained Yuwen Ba and his party today, the entire constable force of Chaotian Prefecture would soon be mobilized.

Even the Twelve Imperial Guards and the Beijing Garrison outside the city would be mobilized to target him.

The charge of provoking border conflicts was firmly established.

At that time, it will truly be a net that covers the sky and the earth.

Even if they escaped Weijing unscathed, they had already lost.

Therefore, to break this deadlock...

It's not outside, but inside.

The first mover must take control of the capital's army; otherwise, everything he does will be a mistake.

"Young Master Lu, the Left and Right Guards are protecting the Princess's residence, and the troops of the Wuxiang and Tengxiang Guards have already sealed off Changxin Ward."

As expected, the Golden Scale Guards and the Imperial Guards made unusual movements…

A red shadow flashed, and a round-faced, slightly chubby eunuch arrived in front of them, bowing respectfully.

It was Huang Chengzong.

He glanced furtively at Lu Wubing's face, inwardly groaning. He thought to himself that this man had just asked him to meet with the commander of the Twelve Guards. And now this had happened.

It's best not to take your anger out on yourself.

"Wow, that's a quick reaction. Are they not even going to act anymore?"
How dare the emperor's personal guards be mobilized without orders from the palace?

Can we find out exactly who Wei Tingwei, the commander of the Golden Scale Guard, is close to?

Lu Wubing narrowed his eyes, almost laughing out of anger.

In places you haven't even noticed, some people have already started their underhanded tactics.

I don't know if it was before or after entering Beijing.

The reason is obvious.

It appears to be aimed at himself, but in reality, it is Princess Ji Wenxiu.

"According to my investigation, Wei Tingwei has been frequently going to Qiuyi Tower for banquets recently, and the heir of the Prince Yi's mansion has also been seen there during this period."

Of course, it's not certain either; it seems that Grand Secretary Zhang Zhongchu also once selected a courtesan…

Lu Wubing knew that Huang Chengzong was a man who never spoke too definitively.

He said it was possible, which means there was solid evidence.

The commander of the Golden Scale Guard and the chief of the cabinet must have had a tacit understanding in secret.

However, it's not necessarily true that the Wing Prince's Mansion is secretly colluding with the Golden Scale Guards; this is not the way to court death.

It is highly likely that the Crown Prince of the Wing King was trying to curry favor with the Golden Scale Guards, and there may have been some exchange of benefits involved, but we do not know for sure.

But here is the problem.

Was the attack on Huichuntang, intended to stand up for the Northern Zhou barbarians, or was it primarily aimed at him? Was it at the behest of the Academy or the idea of ​​the Prince of Yi?
"No matter what the situation, we can't wait any longer. We need to find out where Commander Wei is staying tonight."

"Yes."

After Huang Chengzong agreed, he vanished into the street in a flash.

"Young Master, this old servant is late... The two hundred personal guards of Changxin have already been dispatched. Please arrange the next steps, Young Master."

"No need, Steward Jin. Report to your uncle and tell him to guard the Changxin Marquis's residence."

No matter what happens outside, do not send troops; be prepared for someone to act rashly in desperation.

"Yes."

The thin, middle-aged man quickly agreed.

Lu Wubing could vaguely sense that the butler, Jin, had secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Clearly, the Marquis's household was not of one mind.

It is estimated that the order to send out the family soldiers to rescue Huichuntang was personally given by the maternal grandmother.

It's not surprising that these stewards and managers were hesitant.

Who would dare to be so reckless as to confront the power of the imperial court?
This is like dancing on the edge of a knife.

For a leisurely noble family, this was an extremely risky undertaking.

"Yun Duo, go with Steward Jin to the Marquis's residence and ask my second uncle if he is interested in the position of Prefect of Chaotian."

If you have the courage, submit a memorial to impeach that Judge Li at tomorrow's morning court session.

"understood."

Yunduo replied with a smile.

Butler Jin's eyebrows twitched violently upon hearing this.

However, he didn't say anything, and just took his leave in a hurry.

He thought to himself, "This young master must have lost his mind."

Although I've heard that he's extremely powerful in martial arts and incredibly wealthy, it's still far too wishful thinking for him to interfere in court affairs.

The second master will probably kick this little girl named Yunduo out.

Isn't this a joke?
"Does the Second Master of the Marquis of Changxin's mansion really dare to submit a memorial?" Shen Xinzhu shook her head, thinking that the matter was probably rather uncertain.

"He's been given the chance; now it's up to my second uncle to decide what to do. That day, my cousin stole his personal seal, almost causing a major disaster."

Although he was deceived and his cousin was taken for a fool.

However, some things cannot be overlooked simply because one is ignorant.

As the saying goes, "It's easier to change mountains and rivers than to change one's nature." If he were truly a good person, how could he have done such a thing? A spanking is too lenient.

Lu Wubing's eyes seemed to hold frost and snow.

To take something, you must first give something.

"Give the second branch of the Marquis's family a chance. If they fail, they can't blame themselves. Their maternal grandmother won't be too heartbroken either."

"As for my eldest uncle, we still need to check on him."

……

The lanterns are on.

After three rounds of drinking.

The autumn atmosphere is strong in front of Qiuyi Tower.

Inside the building, music and dancing filled the air, and the aroma of wine was irresistible.

Wei Tingwei had two women, old enough to be his granddaughters, on his left and right, and they were attentively offering him wine and serving him food.

Opposite him stood a young man dressed in fine clothes, with an air of nobility about him.

"Commander Wei, I know that you are quite fond of the art of playing the qin and xiao."

Today, a new courtesan has arrived at the establishment, who is extremely skilled in playing the bamboo flute. It is said that the beauty of her sound is so exquisite that it can attract hundreds of birds to circle around her…”

The young man stopped speaking abruptly at this point.

He faintly heard a low cry, like the desperate wail of a dying person.

The sound was barely audible, sandwiched between string and wind instruments.

However, everyone present was a highly skilled and vigilant individual, so how could they dare to be negligent in the slightest?

At that moment, some drew their swords, and some drew their daggers.

Without any warning, Wei Tingwei collided with the girl on his left, causing her to break bones and bleed profusely.

He didn't care about anything else; his body shot towards the window beside him like an arrow, ready to break through and escape.

He clearly remembered that he had once deployed eight Golden Scale Guard experts in this direction.

If there is a way out, it must be here.

……

(End of this chapter)