You Drove Me Out with Your Hypocrisy and now Crying When I Come to Take It All? Chapter 151 : Chapter 151

Chapter 151: And This Is Supposed to Be a Great Hero? It Is Hard to Say Whether He Is Even Human!

An enemy of his master's line?

Although what had happened had sowhat exceeded Chang Ningxiao's expectations, she had remained fairly calm overall.

The mont she heard those words, however, her expression turned strange.

Jian A was already so old, and he was an elder of the Sword Bearers.

In his youth, he had once stood at the very peak of the Earth Ranking, and his heart had always been full of pride in the Sword Dao.

How was it that, after not seeing him for a while, he had suddenly ended up with a master's line?

Taking a master was one thing. Everyone had their own ambitions, and the Sword Bearers did not care about such matters. Many of their mbers were even core figures of great sects and major powers.

But Jian A had also said that Cheng Zhenjiang was the enemy of his master's line.

Where had that co from?

Great Hero Cheng had an excellent reputation throughout the Jianghu. How could he possibly have beco the mortal enemy of soone else's school?

At that thought, Chang Ningxiao even began to suspect that Jian A had so other reason and was simply spouting nonsense. A trace of anger rose within her.

Could he not just say it plainly? Was it possible she would act with favoritism?

Her delicate brows drew together. "Elder Jian A, if you have sothing to say, then say it honestly. Do not make wild accusations like this. How could Sect Master Cheng be slandered by you in such a way?"

"Look at him. He is so angry he cannot even speak!"

At that mont, Cheng Zhenjiang stood frozen in place, his widened eyes filled with nothing but shock.

An enemy of his master's line?

If Cheng Zhenjiang had a grudge with anyone, was it not that rebellious son, Cheng Yu?

Jian A had gotten involved with Cheng Yu... could it be that he had taken him as his master?!

A powerful swordsman with Ninth Rank strength taking a twenty-year-old youth as his master—

It was simply too astonishing.

But then Cheng Zhenjiang thought again. More than once, Cheng Yu had displayed terrifying attainnt in the Sword Dao before him.

The most terrifying mont had been the dragon fire just now, fire so fierce it seed capable of burning the heavens.

He had not made the connection before, but now, as he thought back on it—

The Sword Bearers.

Were they not a group of sword fanatics who, in pursuit of the highest Sword Dao, would abandon almost anything?

For people like them, taking a young man with such terrifying attainnt in the Sword Dao as their master was perfectly reasonable.

If that were the case, then Cheng Yu truly might have won the support of the Sword Bearers.

Not only had he, Cheng Zhenjiang, let Cheng Yu slip away, he had also pushed away ties of this sort as well.

All of that could originally have belonged to the Cheng Family and the River-Severing Sect!

Even as waves of shock and regret crashed through his heart, Cheng Zhenjiang was also facing a very real problem.

Sothing might happen to him here!

"This Cheng Zhenjiang truly is no son of man! My master is one of the foremost figures under heaven..."

Jian A pointed at Cheng Zhenjiang, his face full of disdain as he recounted everything the man had done.

At first, the more Chang Ningxiao listened, the tighter her brows furrowed. Cheng Zhenjiang's son? A Great Qian Jinyiwei?

Just what sort of figure was that supposed to be?

But by the ti she heard the rest, her expression had changed completely.

Killing a Vital Blood Flood Dragon with Grandmaster-level strength. Using that terrifying sword art just now.

All of that had been done by a young man nad Cheng Yu?

That was simply too shocking.

And beyond that, Cheng Zhenjiang's extre hypocrisy and repeated fickleness were laid bare before Chang Ningxiao's eyes.

On the surface, he wore a sanctimonious face and put on airs of righteousness. In truth, he stabbed whoever he could in the back.

His mouth was full of heroic ideals and the righteous path, yet he had colluded with Prince Qing's Remnants, whose reputation was utterly foul.

And after causing a disaster—

He had turned around and tried to flee without the slightest hesitation, utterly indifferent to the threat of Prince Qing's Remnants slaughtering innocents.

The mont Cheng Yu solved the trouble, he ca right back to seize the spoils.

And this was supposed to be a great hero? It was hard to say whether he was even human!

As the Sword Chief of the Sword Bearers, Chang Ningxiao was naturally not the sort of foolish person who blindly worshipped Jianghu notions of chivalry.

And her temperant was straightforward and direct.

The mont she heard all this, displeasure imdiately showed in her brows and eyes.

Killing intent surged again. Her robes stirred though there was no wind, and Sword Qi crisscrossed around her.

The nine small swords hovering before Cheng Zhenjiang drew closer, becoming sharper and more nacing.

"Sect Master Cheng, I am afraid you must give an explanation. Otherwise, I may have to do what the two seniors of the River-Severing Sect and the Cheng Family should have done long ago!"

As one of Great Qian's foremost Grandmasters, she associated with the old monsters of every major power on equal footing.

Even if Cheng Zhenjiang had re-entered the Heaven Ranking, as long as he had not stepped into the Grandmaster realm, she could suppress him by status alone.

Feeling the overwhelming pressure bearing down on him, Cheng Zhenjiang only felt as though a strand of Sword Qi might split him in two at any mont.

He was instantly frightened out of his wits and hurriedly explained, "It is all a misunderstanding!"

At this point, he no longer had ti to care about reputation.

Because Chang Ningxiao clearly had no intention of letting this matter end so easily.

It was then that Cheng Yu stepped forward.

"What misunderstanding could there be? If you dare do such things, then you should dare admit them, Great Hero Cheng."

"You unfilial—"

Cheng Zhenjiang instinctively wanted to curse him as an unfilial son, but the mont he realized the situation was wrong, the words stuck in his throat.

What had he done?

Cheng Yu and Jian A had both seen it all clearly. There was no room for denial.

In the end, he could only grit his teeth and say helplessly, "Now that I am weaker than you, there is no point saying more. Just tell directly—what exactly do you want to do?"

The mont Jian A heard that, he instinctively looked toward Cheng Yu.

Then he hurriedly looked toward Chang Ningxiao.

Caught between his master and his Sword Chief, he fell into hesitation.

"Ask him."

Chang Ningxiao did not care about such things. She waved a hand dismissively, her eyes blazing as she looked at Cheng Yu.

Although Cheng Yu had already withdrawn his Dragon-Scorching Sword Qi, the Sword Intent on him, so close to entering the Dao, still lingered for a long ti without dispersing.

That Sword Intent had captured Chang Ningxiao's full attention.

At such an age, to possess such attainnt in the Sword Dao—his talent was not the slightest bit inferior to hers!

At the very least, he had already reached a level where he could discuss the Sword Dao with her as an equal.

One had to know—

At Chang Ningxiao's realm, true peers were hard to find. Whenever she encountered problems in cultivation, there was often not even a single person with whom she could discuss them.

Now that she had finally t one, how could she not be excited?

Cheng Yu paid little attention to the look in the eyes of this Grandmaster of the Sword Dao.

Instead, he revealed a mocking smile to Cheng Zhenjiang.

"What should you do? Very simple. At the very least, should you not first return what you stole?"

Stole!

The mont Cheng Zhenjiang heard that word, rage flooded him, but in the end he could only throw out the Dragon Scale.

"Take it!"

Cheng Yu caught it, put it away with satisfaction, and continued.

"And besides, Great Hero Cheng, why not be a little more frank? If you have done sothing, then take responsibility for it. Tell the people of Great Qian, truthfully and in full, everything you have done these past few months. That should not be difficult, should it?"

The mont that was ntioned—

Cheng Zhenjiang's expression changed at once.

Everything he had done?

How could he possibly confess all of that truthfully?

If he told the whole truth, how was he supposed to keep being a great hero?

What would happen to the reputation and network he had painstakingly built?

"Impossible! I am willing to surrender benefits, but this? Absolutely impossible!"

Cheng Yu raised a brow. "So you can do such things, but not speak of them? Where in the world is there such a principle? A so-called great hero? What a joke."

A joke!

Humiliated like that, Cheng Zhenjiang's expression finally twisted completely.

That rebellious son wanted to destroy him!

His eyes reddened as he looked at Chang Ningxiao. "Sword Chief Chang, show rcy where rcy is due. The two Grandmasters of my River-Severing Sect and Cheng Family are not people to be trifled with!"

He had Grandmasters behind him too!

At those words, Chang Ningxiao let out a cold laugh. "Indeed, they are not people to be trifled with. But as for whether you even count as a person... that is another matter."