Martial Arts Escort System: I Got A Maxed Level Divine Technique From The Beginning Chapter 482 - 228: Who Are You, Really?3

The air was thick with a stifling and scorching tension, making it difficult to breathe.

Wan Cangxin watched Su Mo quietly, about to speak, when the sound of footsteps approached the second floor.

Looking up, the Shopkeeper ca over with a tray in hand, smiling as he said:

"Sir, there isn’t much available in the kitchen right now, so I’ve brought so cold dishes and peanuts. I hope you won’t mind."

"Thank you, Shopkeeper."

Su Mo smiled warmly as he reached out to help the Shopkeeper set two small dishes on the table, and then said, "Shopkeeper, you may rest now. After we finish, we will leave money for the food and drink, so don’t worry."

"Very well, very well."

The Shopkeeper nodded repeatedly: "It’s an honor for the likes of heroes to co to my little shop for drinks. Who dares to charge you? Please make yourselves comfortable, I shall not disturb you further."

After speaking, he turned and left, muttering to himself as he walked:

"Why does it feel so stuffy? Is it going to rain soon?"

As the Shopkeeper’s footsteps faded away, Wan Cangxin’s face regained its smile.

He poured Su Mo’s wine before raising his head to look at him:

"Su, the Chief of the Escort, I don’t quite understand what you an.

"Of course, I am Wan Cangxin; who else could I be?"

"Yes... who else could you be?"

Su Mo sighed, "You bear the face of Wan Cangxin, employ his swordsmanship, even possess this man’s past and are about to embark on this man’s future.

"To anyone else asking, you are Wan Cangxin.

"Unfortunately, I know sothing..."

"What is it?"

"Wan Cangxin is dead."

Su Mo looked across at the man: "Outside the dense forest, impaled through the chest with a sword, nailed to a tree."

His words were deliberate, and the smile on Wan Cangxin’s face faded with each syllable.

Outside the window, the whistling wind was picking up, blowing baskets over in the street and rattling the old tavern’s sign.

Wan Cangxin seed captivated by the wind, silently watching the myriad lights of Tianqu City through the window.

After a long while, he returned his gaze to Su Mo, managing a resigned smile:

"It turns out, Lord Su didn’t take a wrong turn, such a pity indeed."

"The pity is that I saw the body?"

"No."

Wan Cangxin shook his head: "The pity is that I did indeed wish to beco friends with you, Lord Su."

"That does make I, good and truly honored."

With a light chuckle, Su Mo picked up a pair of chopsticks, lifting a peanut to inspect it closely before speaking:

"This matter is quite interesting.

"You are not Wan Cangxin, and even the one who died is not the real Wan Cangxin.

"You appeared after the death of that Wan Cangxin, seamlessly taking over his unfinished business.

"That fire must have been set by you, right?

"After all, you couldn’t let anyone see that there were two Wan Cangxins.

"One dead, and the other alive.

"This, you can’t explain."

Wan Cangxin held his wine bowl to his lips, taking a small sip before lifting his gaze again to Su Mo:

"Lord Su, have you drunk too much?"

"Perhaps?"

Su Mo smiled, chewing the peanut:

"Ever since I saw the body of Wan Cangxin outside the forest, I’ve been pondering one question.

"If the Wan Cangxin that appeared before everyone’s eyes is fake, then where is the real one?

"And then it struck ."

"Oh?"

Wan Cangxin glanced at Su Mo: "Where would he be?"

"He had already appeared that night."

Su Mo spoke smilingly: "Who would want Wan Cangxin dead? Or rather, who would want a fake Wan Cangxin dead?"

"Real or fake, aren’t there plenty who’d wish him dead?"

Wan Cangxin’s eyes narrowed slightly.

Su Mo nodded with a smile: "But who has the capability to kill him?

"Just so gamblers?

"Or the behind-the-scenes bookmaker?

"The gamblers couldn’t do it; otherwise, you’d have to die many tis a day.

"As for the bookmakers... whether they win or lose, they always profit. Killing you would cause too many ripples, not in their interest.

"Outside of that, Wusheng Hall is a contender.

"Unfortunately, the people from Wusheng Hall are not in Tianqu City.

"And those who received the Death Order, looking to obtain benefits from Wusheng Hall... with their skills, killing Wan Cangxin is nothing more than a joke.

"Unless Wan Cangxin was gravely injured, it would be impossible."

"That makes sense."

Wan Cangxin nodded: "So who wants dead the most?"

"Of course, it’s the real Wan Cangxin."

Su Mo smiled faintly: "That night, in the Penglai Inn, the assailant was the real Wan Cangxin. The two of them ended up dozens of miles away before pinning the fake Wan Cangxin to the tree.

"I saw the body but was then drawn away by other matters.

"And that’s when you appeared, destroyed the body with fire, and then showed up in front of everyone else.

"As if, the incident had never happened."

"Why didn’t you speak out on that day when you saw the body?"

"With no proof and no body, even if I did speak up, who would believe ?"

"Without proof, it’s indeed hard to win people’s trust."

"Now, Lord Su, your words are also without proof, are they not?"

Wan Cangxin said this with a light sigh and then laughed: "Lord Su, is there a possibility that the dead one is the fake Wan Cangxin and that I am the real Wan Cangxin?"