Chapter 890: Chapter 891: Judge
Qian Songyixue, neither hurried nor slow, said to Qinghe Sword: “He is my cousin who grew up with .”
To protect Lin Fei, she cleverly claid him as her cousin.
“Your cousin?” Qinghe Sword was taken aback and said, “Then just now you two…”
He was referring to Qian Songyixue kissing Lin Fei, but was too embarrassed to say it.
“What, can’t a cousin kiss her own cousin?” Qian Songyixue asked Qinghe Sword with confidence.
Qinghe Sword stamred imdiately, saying: “Of course, of course that’s okay.”
Although he thought intimacy between a man and a woman should only happen among couples, Qian Songyixue said Lin Fei was her cousin who grew up with her.
Then their relationship must be very good. So affectionate actions were out of sibling affection, not the kind between lovers. This was acceptable.
Anyway, after hearing that Lin Fei was rely Qian Songyixue’s cousin and not her boyfriend, Qinghe Sword felt very happy.
“Qinghe Sword, what brings you here?” Qian Songyixue looked at Qinghe Sword and said.
Qinghe Sword said: “Today, I competed with Koizumi Tohryu in a match but it ended in a draw. We decided to continue tomorrow at Baihua Pavilion outside the city.”
On their way to the Qiansong family, he and Koizumi Tohryu agreed to move the match location from Kyoto Lake to Baihua Pavilion in the suburbs.
The reason for this change was because today’s match at Kyoto Lake caused massive traffic congestion on the lakeside, affecting Kyoto’s traffic order.
“Well, I hope one of you erges victorious,” Qian Songyixue, not interested in their competition, said perfunctorily.
Qinghe Sword, nonetheless, asked excitedly: “Miss Qiansong, could you co to Baihua Pavilion tomorrow and be our judge for the match?” Qian Songyixue was about to refuse, but Lin Fei spoke up: “Sure, it would be great to witness the match between East Asian Country’s two great talents. My cousin will certainly go and be your judge tomorrow.”
Qian Songyixue: …
Qinghe Sword’s face lit up with joy. He knew Lin Fei was Qian Songyixue’s cousin who grew up with her. Seeing Lin Fei promise for Qian Songyixue to be the judge, Qinghe Sword imdiately said to Lin Fei: “Then let’s settle that.”
“Settled,” Lin Fei, ignoring Qian Songyixue’s eye-roll, cheerfully agreed.
Qinghe Sword then looked at Qian Songyixue and said: “Then tomorrow at eleven, Koizumi Tohryu and I will be at Baihua Pavilion in the suburbs, waiting for Miss Qiansong and your cousin to arrive.”
Qian Songyixue rely uttered a “hm,” showing that if it hadn’t been for Lin Fei’s agreent, she wouldn’t have agreed to be the judge.
Therefore, Qinghe Sword was very grateful to this cousin of Qian Songyixue.
“By the way, Miss Qiansong, I noticed the large courtyard ahead. Why are my senior brother and seventh junior brother missing?” At this ti, Qinghe Sword rembered sothing and asked Qian Songyixue.
“Our town’s Martial Saint released their acupoints, and then they left. Yet before departing, they said they’d let our Qiansong family off today due to you, but would co to trouble us another day,” Qian Songyixue said with a cold face.
She seed a bit angry.
Qian Songyixue naturally wouldn’t say that the Qiansong family had thrown Fujishisho and Matsubara Nitta into the suburbs.
Qinghe Sword certainly wouldn’t suspect anything. He showed an apologetic expression and said: “Miss Qiansong, please don’t take my senior brother’s and seventh junior brother’s words to heart. With here, I won’t let them disturb the Qiansong family again.”
“Miss Qiansong, I’m taking my leave!”
“Take care, Mr. Qinghe,” Lin Fei said to Qinghe Sword on behalf of the angry Qian Songyixue.
Qinghe Sword was really fond of Qian Songyixue’s understanding cousin.
“Miss Qiansong’s cousin, I’ll definitely invite you for a drink soti, hahaha…” Amid the laughter, Qinghe Sword soared away from the Qiansong family’s rear garden.
But Koizumi Tohryu did not leave.
“Miss Qiansong, I think Fujishisho and Matsubara Nitta will not give up easily. They will still seek trouble with the Qiansong family,” Koizumi Tohryu said solemnly to Qian Songyixue.
Qian Songyixue said: “Even if they co looking for trouble again, our Qiansong family is not afraid of them.”
“Miss Qiansong, although Fujishisho and Matsubara Nitta might not be feared, Fujinagawa, the top Martial Saint of East, has seven disciples. If other disciples co, how would you deal with them?” Koizumi Tohryu said.
“Originally, I could help you deal with people like Fujishisho, but because my master forbids from offending East’s top Martial Saint Fujinagawa, I cannot do anything to his disciples. But if Miss Qiansong wishes, you could temporarily stay at my master’s Sword Saint Peak to avoid trouble. With my master there, Fujinagawa’s disciples wouldn’t dare easily go to Sword Saint Peak.”
Qian Songyixue shook her head and said: “Thank you for your kind offer, Mr. Koizumi, but presently, we have no intention of avoiding them, nor do we wish to implicate you or your master.”
Koizumi Tohryu did not insist and said: “Miss Qiansong, no matter what, I will do my best to protect your family. If there is anything you need to do for you, just let know.”
This made Lin Fei, standing by, sowhat uncomfortable, as Koizumi Tohryu seed to have taken his lines.
But Lin Fei knew that in his master sister’s heart, Koizumi Tohryu could never compare to him.
“Thank you, Mr. Koizumi,” Qian Songyixue said politely.
Koizumi Tohryu was slightly surprised and disappointed that Qian Songyixue was not moved by his words, but his expression remained unchanged as he said to Qian Songyixue: “Then I shall take my leave.”
“Take care, Mr. Koizumi,” Qian Songyixue said with a slight bow.
Koizumi Tohryu’s figure flew away, and only after seeing him leave did Qian Songyixue say to Lin Fei: “Lin Fei, why did you agree to judging their match?”
Lin Fei said: “I want to see how strong they are so that I can be sure if they target the Qiansong family in the future, whether I can deal with them.”
Qian Songyixue really couldn’t bear to tell Lin Fei that apart from the top Martial Saint Fujinagawa and East Japan Sword Saint Yamamoto Taro in the East Asian Country, no martial arts master there could defeat Qinghe Sword and Koizumi Tohryu.
But not wanting to discourage Lin Fei, Qian Songyixue still comforted him, saying: “Then let’s have a look tomorrow. I believe your martial arts skills will surpass theirs in the future.”
That night.
In a solitary temple on the hill outside the city.
Koizumi Tohryu arrived in front of a chamber and respectfully folded his arms, saying: “Master, disciple Tohryu requests to et.”
“Co in.” An old hoarse voice ca from inside the room.
Koizumi Tohryu opened the door and went in, only to be stunned by the two bodies lying on the floor.
Two male corpses, their eyes wide open in terror, seed to die with grievances, a clear bloodline visible on their necks.
One strike to the throat!
Koizumi Tohryu imdiately recognized these two corpses as Fujishisho and Matsubara Nitta whom he had seen today at the Qiansong family manor.
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