C90 (1/2)

Wu Chengfeng was stunned, and no longer clamored. Little Tyrant Xie had even chopped off the Great Jin King, and killing a few other officials was naturally not a problem.

The group of light cavalry did not dare to face him head on. They all abandoned their weapons and surrendered.

The entire place was silent except for the sound of the rain.

The youth did not pay any more attention to them and turned around to look at Wen Jiu and Xie Xuan.

A girl who didn't know how to dodge swords actually charged forward?!

Wen Jiu, whose entire body was in a mess, slowly lowered his hand and whispered, ”I still need my life.”

How could she have known that if she had slept, she would have encountered such a situation when she woke up. She would not have been able to react in time when someone's knife was placed against her neck.

Although Wen Jiu had seen a lot of big scenes in the past, but ever since he had reached the Xie Family, his days here were practically soul-stirring.

It never stopped.

Xie Heng reached out and pulled her away, ”Usually you look smart, but why are you so stupid now?”

Wen Jiu looked at the youth and leisurely said, ”Even though I am greedy for life, I know that when it is necessary, I cannot be afraid of death.”

Once a person was afraid of death, their chances of winning were very slim.

”You seem to have comprehended something?”

Xie Heng was extremely furious, but he was helpless.

He turned around to see a youth covered in blood, and said in a low voice: ”Xie Xuan!”

”Elder brother almost came late.”

Xie Xuan lifted his head, a sweet taste suddenly surging up from his throat. He forced it, and fresh blood flowed down from the corner of his lips.

The youth's white jaw was drenched in blood, and his dark eyes seemed to have some sort of demonic aura to them.

”Third Brother! Are you all right? ”Where does it hurt?”

Wen Jiu was startled, and immediately ordered: ”Jin Er, invite the doctor!”

Xie Xuan said without changing his expression, ”I'm fine.” He wiped it away carelessly.

”Third Brother, how are you right now …” Wen Jiu especially wanted to say that Xie Xuan truly looked like someone who would fall if the wind blew.

Xie Heng's eyes were heavy as he stood in the heavy rain, unmoving.

The accompanying soldiers helped to pack up, while the attendant maids and maids busily cleaned up the place. There were only a few people left standing in the rain, looking completely suicidal.

After a while.

The two youths suddenly called out in unison, ”Jiu.”

Wen Jiu replied in a low voice: ”I'm here.”

Xie Heng's face turned cold, ”This is none of your business, let's go back inside the house.”

Xie Xuan still maintained his expressionless face, but it was clear that he had the same intention.

”Eldest brother …” Just as Wen Jiu opened his mouth, the servants advised him: ”Young Madame, it is raining so heavily, please go in first.”

Now that they were in a battle, there was no way for them to casually cover it up. The two youths must have something to say to each other, so it was inconvenient for her to overhear them.

Wen Jiu said: ”Third Brother's injuries are not light. Brother, you still let him...”

”What are you still standing here for?”

Xie Xuan looked at her, and interrupted her in a hoarse voice: ”You want to see your elder brother teach me a lesson?”

Wen Jiu, ”...”

Third Young Master would probably not die from being injured like this and still have the mood to argue with her.

Xie Heng said: ”Did you all hear it? He's fine. ”

Air flowed between the two youths, and it was rather strange.

”Brother Chang, Third Brother.”

Wen Jiu still wanted to say something but he did not say it out loud. He turned around and led the servants into the residence.

The only thing she could do now was to take care of the matters regarding General's Mansion and not drag down her two brothers.

The torrential rain behind him washed away the mess on the ground.

Xie Heng's face was extremely stern, and he sneered: ”What else do you want, Third Young Master, to do?

”Immediately enter the palace.”

Xie Xuan raised his head, his eyes as deep as a pool.