My wife is a reborn big boss

Chapter 412 Seeing Injustice

Early spring is cold on the road, but old trees along the roadside are sprouting new green buds.

On this day, Wu Qiong arrived in Yunzhou.

Right now, he is being blocked on the roadside by several unmasked men in black.

Wu Qiong cupped his hands in greeting and said politely, "I wonder why you gentlemen are blocking my way? I do not believe I have offended you."

The middle-aged man at the front also politely cupped his hands and said, "Young master, you may not know this, but there are martial arts sects ahead settling their scores. We have stopped travelers here to prevent any innocent people from being harmed. Please forgive us, young master."

"Martial arts feuds?" Wu Qiong raised an eyebrow and smiled: "You may not know this, but I am most fond of matters of the martial arts world. Would you be so fortunate as to witness some of them?"

"Rest assured, I am but a weak scholar with no strength to even kill a chicken; I can only observe from the sidelines. You must trust me."

"This might not be appropriate," the middle-aged man said hesitantly.

He himself was a master of the "Great Perfection of Acquired Realm" realm, but he could not sense the cultivation level of the person in front of him at all.

He didn't believe that this person had no martial arts skills.

A scholar with no physical strength traveling the world alone? Don't be ridiculous!

The heavy snow had just passed, but the roads were still muddy. Yet, he noticed that the young man's shoes and other parts were still spotless.

But the fact that I couldn't sense his skill level proves it.

He is much better than me!

If someone is so strong that even they themselves cannot sense their own cultivation level, then they must at least be a super expert at the Innate Realm!

At this point, one cannot be too arrogant. The reason he has survived to this day, outlasting those prodigies of his generation, is because he understands what it means to assess the situation.

"But I must go and see. I wonder if you could make an exception for me?" Wu Qiong smiled gently, just like a friendly neighbor or a gentle scholar teaching in the countryside.

The middle-aged man broke out in a cold sweat.

"Uncle-Master! Why waste words with him! Just kill this ungrateful, poor scholar!" A young man next to him cursed and drew his sword to charge forward.

Before the middle-aged man could stop him, he saw his junior apprentice's head already pointing skyward.

"you!"

Zzzzz!

With a sword cry, all seven or eight people were decapitated.

"Damn it! You wouldn't listen to me when I was speaking properly, are you happy now!" Wu Qiong spat and walked past the corpse.

After walking several hundred steps, they saw dozens of experts gathered together, including many innate masters.

Surrounded by them was a middle-aged man holding a long sword, and next to him lay a richly dressed woman, who was now lifeless.

Behind him, an 18- or 19-year-old boy stood stubbornly, holding an infant in his arms.

"Brother Ximen! Surrender!" An elderly man at the Innate Realm among the attackers urged.

"Screw your mother!" The middle-aged swordsman, clutching a deep, bone-revealing wound on his chest, laughed as he coughed up blood. "My wife is dead, so this is a fight to the death! You think you can let me go if I surrender? Bullshit!"

"Indeed," the old man said frankly. "Today is a fight to the death. My desire for you to surrender is merely to reduce our casualties."

To be honest, Brother Ximen, your injuries are too severe; you are already in a life-or-death situation. I know what you're thinking: you just want to use your last breath to break through with your children and create a way for them to survive.

But it doesn't exist.

Moreover, the time spent delaying has been sufficient.

"Pfft cough." The middle-aged swordsman spit out a mouthful of blood and laughed, "Indeed, even your current explanation is just a way for you to stall for time."

But you think I didn't have a backup plan? You've probably sensed it too, haven't you? My reinforcements have arrived!

The old man's expression changed, and he suddenly turned around.

Just then, a handsome young man in a green shirt and white robe happened to pass by.

"Who are you!" the old man shouted.

"Ha! Brother! You've finally arrived!" The middle-aged swordsman laughed loudly.

Wu Qiong looked confused: "Are you talking about me? I am Qu Wuming."

Who is this burly man? Do I know him?

"Brother Qu! I am your sworn brother, Ximen Tian!" the middle-aged swordsman shouted. "I've held out for so long, and you've finally arrived! I entrust my two children to you!"

This person is extremely powerful. I am already at my limit and have no other choice but to grasp at this straw.

"You said your surname is Ximen?" Wu Qiong's eyes changed, and he looked at Luo Tai, who was dressed in men's clothing, behind Ximen Tian.

Then isn't this little girl Ximen Xue?!

He instantly appeared beside Ximen Tian and helped him up: "Brother! I'm late!"

"Brother!" Ximen Tian grabbed his hand. "I entrust my two children to you."

He stared intently into Wu Qiong's eyes and gripped his hand tightly.

"Don't worry, I will definitely keep my word!" Wu Qiong nodded.

If your son decides to do something reckless in twenty years, then you can't blame me.

"Are you really 'Sword Master' Qu Wuming?!" The old man suddenly trembled and spoke cautiously.

"Ha!" Wu Qiong laughed heartily, "How could this be fake?"

"Of course there are. Since the 'Sword Master' single-handedly destroyed the Demon Sect, countless individuals named Qu Wuming have emerged in the martial world." The old man nodded solemnly. "Even I have encountered six or seven Qu Wuming in recent days."

Wu Qiong: "."

How dare they use my name to swindle and cheat people out of food and drink? This is absolutely intolerable!

"I am the real Qu Wuming. If you don't believe me," he narrowed his eyes, "you can try."

"No"

"Sword Technique One: Life and Death Tribulation!"

"Ugh!"

The old man clutched his throat and collapsed. His eyes were wide open, and his last thought was:

"I didn't fucking say I wanted to try it."

After all the enemies were killed, Ximen Tian collapsed in despair, and Wu Qiong and Ximen Xue quickly helped him up.

Ximen Tian's lips twitched slightly, revealing a forced smile: "I didn't expect you to really be the 'Sword Master'."

"It's only right to help those in need," Wu Qiong nodded. "If you have any unfulfilled wishes, feel free to tell me. If I'm in the mood, I might be able to lend a hand."

"My Yunxiao Sect is currently beset by internal and external troubles. My son is still young. I wonder if Master Qu can ensure the safety of the two brothers?" Ximen Tian coughed up blood again before he could finish speaking.

He had a clever idea. His daughter had always been raised as a boy, and by concealing her gender, he might be able to protect her innocence.

I'm not familiar with this nameless man, and I have no idea what kind of person he is. What if he suddenly turns into a beast and takes advantage of my sweetheart?

Unfortunately, he didn't know that the person in front of him already knew that she was his daughter, and that she was going to have his child.

Wu Qiong patted his hand to comfort him: "Don't worry, now that I've acknowledged you as my elder brother, your child is my child. I will definitely help her sort everything out so that Yunxiao Sect can develop smoothly."

"Then I can rest assured." Ximen Tian closed his eyes and passed away peacefully.

He was worried but there was nothing he could do; there was nothing he could do about it.

Three days later, in a certain valley. Wu Qiong looked at Luo Tai, who was kneeling before her parents' graves holding a baby, and organized his thoughts: "Little Chui, I see you have good talent. Would you be interested in learning swordsmanship from me?"

(End of this chapter)