"The trial at Longyan Mountain is a regular practice of Zhengying Academy, but this ti, it may be different. I’ve heard that centuries ago, the Qu family had soone participate in the trial at Zhengying Academy, and they discovered sothing, but couldn’t confirm it until centuries later.
This ti, Qu Fengting being sent by the Qu family to participate in the trial is very likely for this purpose.
Although I don’t know exactly what they are after, the fact that even Qu Fengting was sent indicates it’s not trivial, and there might even be chaos. Unfortunately, Zhengying Academy isn’t aware of this and is unprepared. If sothing unexpected happens, it might be too late to react.
So, I want to discuss forming an alliance with Young Master Mu for mutual protection and assistance in case anything unexpected happens; it would make handling the situation much easier," Wu Qiuyun said.
Han Yan was intrigued. Wu Qiuyun’s words were obviously not entirely truthful. If he truly feared an unexpected event, why not just inform Zhengying Academy directly? Even if Zhengying Academy didn’t take it seriously, it would be simple enough for the Wu Family to withdraw from participating; why bother sending him?
She had previously sensed that Qu Fengting’s participation hid ulterior motives. Wu Qiuyun’s words reaffird her suspicion. But what exactly was the Qu family after? If Wu Qiuyun wouldn’t say, Han Yan couldn’t guess either.
"Alright, it’s settled then," Han Yan said, knowing that Wu Qiuyun undoubtedly had his own sches, but she was completely in the dark and needed help clarifying her doubts, so she didn’t refuse.
"It’s settled," Wu Qiuyun extended his hand, and they sealed the agreent with a clap, then he turned and left.
"This guy might not have good intentions," Mu Cheng mused after he was gone.
"Yes, I noticed. But let’s not worry about him," Han Yan said. After speaking, she surprisingly tilted her head and stared straight at Mu Cheng.
Mu Cheng felt unnerved by her gaze. "Why are you looking at like that?"
"How co your brain suddenly started working?" Han Yan asked, puzzled.
Mu Cheng, feeling internally hurt, gave Han Yan a sorrowful look: "You’ve deeply wounded ."
Faced with his mournful eyes, Han Yan shivered and shook off the goosebumps on her skin, disdainfully saying, "Alright, stop acting like a wronged woman and go back to sleep. If sothing really happens, just make sure to protect yourself."
"Okay, I understand," Mu Cheng nodded, touched by Han Yan’s genuine concern.
After Mu Cheng returned to his room and seeing the fish-belly white in the eastern sky, and the hole in the wall, Han Yan, too lazy to sleep, sat quietly by the window.
"Why didn’t you let kill her earlier, do you know her?" Han Yan held the Star Plate, questioning internally.
"I don’t know either; many things seem right in front of , yet I can’t rember them at all. But there’s one thing I do know: you absolutely can’t kill her!" The voice of Star Illusion Thousand Machine was assertive yet carried a hint of subtle sadness.
"Okay, I understand," hearing the sorrow in the voice, Han Yan inexplicably recalled a tragic scene from a past life. She thought herself heart-hardened, but at that mont, she felt an unexpected pang of sorrow and couldn’t bear to ask further.
Han Yan forcibly cleared all her doubts from her mind, along with the inexplicable heartache, and began to cultivate using the Cultivation Technique.
As dawn broke, the lodious sound of the horn sounded. Young Swordsman after young Swordsman quickly left the inn, converging towards the central square of the city.
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