When Baoyuan Sect’s Direct Inheritor Elder Wang Liang spoke of Yang Guan’s three cris, Lu Jin’an knew this was the work of Jiang Wuya and his cohorts.
At the Immortal Tea Gathering, with Wang Liang detailing the three cris, it was unlikely he was manipulated by a Divine Soul; otherwise, the Wandao Sect would be implicated if sothing slipped.
This plan was devised by Lu Jin’an, but the details were left to Jiang Wuya and others to handle as they saw fit.
Lu Jin’an didn’t know Jiang Wuya’s specific thods, but... Yang Guan’s mistakes were quite glaring.
He thought Yang Guan might have so compulsive disorder... a compulsion with even numbers.
Sending eleven people to die, what difference does it make if six die?
In Lu Jin’an’s view, Yang Guan’s reasons for doing this could be attributed to two things: a compulsive disorder or sothing related to his cultivation of Immortal Law.
Lu Jin’an was unsure which it was, but maybe today he would find an answer.
"Young Master Lu, are you really not going to intervene?"
The reverted form of Qiu Qingtang sat on the edge of the table, licking her paws like a human, appearing adorably cute.
Lu Jin’an’s gaze lingered on her for two seconds before saying, "If I intervene without knowing the truth, it’ll only bring trouble upon myself."
Qiu Qingtang paused her licking, staring at Lu Jin’an suspiciously: "But aren’t you here for Yang Guan?"
Lu Jin’an smiled: "You know?"
"I slled it!" The Little Pink Fox put her hands on her hips, looking smug: "Just like when Qingyue hypnotized , and when I woke up, I imdiately knew what you all did... all from the scent!
Emotions can be slled!"
"Good to know." Lu Jin’an nodded: "Just watch the show."
"Boring." The Little Pink Fox lay down on the table, using her little paws to roll a grape: "Really boring."
"Then go study lingerie." Lu Jin’an said casually: "Make one with purple lace and peony embroidery, about this big..."
Lu Jin’an lifted a hand to indicate the size of a large waterlon.
Qiu Qingtang’s eyes brightened: "Who are you giving this to? It can’t be Qingyue, the Holy Daughter of Qingmiao Palace isn’t this big, so is it... Master Pei?"
"Guess."
"I didn’t expect you to be Saint Lu, the rider of controversy!" Qiu Qingtang wagged her tail, uttering several inappropriate sayings all at once: "Master-student betrayal, passing on knowledge...
Even she’s your mother-in-law, you...
"I like it." Lu Jin’an interrupted her: "Just make it quickly; I need it when we return to the sect."
Qiu Qingtang’s eyes twinkled, discarding the idea of bargaining with an observation... Hmm, she should first lower Lu Jin’an’s guard!
"Okay." Qiu Qingtang nodded: "But... Master Pei’s chest is really large, why hasn’t Qingyue inherited any of these good traits?"
Neither Lu Jin’an nor Mu Qingyue said anything, only watching the scene below.
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The Immortal Tea Gathering, which was supposed to have begun, was delayed due to Wang Liang’s appearance, and now, another person jumped in, seemingly with the sa intentions as Wang Liang.
Because upon speaking, this person imdiately questioned, "Are you truly unashad?"
In the low murmurs around, everyone learned the identity of this person.
Yang Family’s direct second son, Yang Guan’s second cousin, Yang Yi.
Due to Yang Guan, the Yang Family had risen as the overlords of Yulin Domain’s southern Nanjiang City, and during the previous struggle for the position of Young Master of the Yang Family, Yang Guan won all the way to the top.
However, he gave up the position of Young Master, allowing Yang Yi to inherit it.
But now, Yang Yi had arrived at Sunset Canyon, imdiately taking an opposing stance against Yang Guan.
Listening to so people’s accounts, the surrounding cultivators suddenly understood why Yang Guan’s aura had beco noticeably sharper.
In the Yang Family’s struggle for Young Master, Yang Guan and Yang Yi had even collaborated at tis, and it was believed that Yang Guan trusted Yang Yi enough to let him inherit the position of Young Master.
Yet now, Yang Yi stood directly against Yang Guan in front of everyone.
Though many people remained expressionless, even more enjoyed the spectacle.
Especially the spectacle involving Yang Guan, Yulin Domain’s first Tongsheng Realm Saint.
However, the people present were not fools, understanding that any mockery before a conclusion could beco a joke, so they refrained from speaking up for any side.
Standing on the battle platform, Yang Guan looked expressionlessly at Yang Yi below.
After his words fell, he did not wait for Yang Yi’s response but instead heard a burst of laughter from Wang Liang.
"Yang Guan, even your trusted second brother is like this, what else do you, this hypocrite, have to say? Bah!"
Yang Guan clenched his fists, the veins on his temple throbbing, but he restrained himself, unclenched his fists, and calmly gazed at Yang Yi.
He felt this was a conspiracy against him, but he didn’t know who the mastermind was.
This feeling of not knowing where the enemy was left him imnsely frustrated, but he understood he could not get angry at this mont.
He could not reveal any flaws.
"You scoundrel, what are you doing here?" In the crowd, a middle-aged man kicked Yang Yi into the mud, revealing himself as Yang Family’s current Family Head, Yang Lin.
"Oh, does Family Head Yang also want to silence him?" Wang Liang mockingly remarked: "Are you feeling guilty?"
Yang Lin snorted coldly: "I’m disciplining my nephew, what’s it to you?"
"Third Uncle." Yang Yi climbed up from the mud: "How about you let finish talking before you discipline ?"
"You..." Yang Lin’s eyes filled with anger, wondering why this kid was being so stubborn.
What good does confronting Yang Guan do for the Yang Family?
When has Yang Guan ever endangered the Yang Family!?
"Third Uncle." Yang Guan raised his hand to stop Yang Lin, looking at Yang Lin, he asked, "What do you want to say?"
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