Chapter 393
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Upon hearing Qing Shiyu’s words, Ye Wushuang’s eyebrows arched slightly in surprise.
It wasn’t that he was worried about offending the royal family. Rather, it was the fact that the royal family had once helped the Mo Luo Ye clan, as Qing Shiyu had mentioned. Tang Tianyou, a descendant of Tang Wenchuan, had been secretly protected by the Qingyun Pavilion, which was indeed under the control of the royal family.
Qing Shiyu quickly grasped what Ye Wushuang was thinking and chuckled, “I know you don’t care about offending the royal family, but they did help the Ye clan in the past…”
Ye Wushuang sheathed his sword and spoke, “The man won’t be killed, but he’s already been incapacitated. You can take him away.”
“However, if the Zhou family ever causes trouble again, it won’t be Zhou Yuanding leading his men to show off at my Ye family. Instead, it will be me, Ye Wushuang, who will go directly to the Zhou family and settle the score.”
“Got it, got it,” Qing Shiyu replied, her face beaming with joy.
Mu Qiqi had suggested sparing Zhou Yuanding’s life, but Ye Wushuang had refused. Yet, when Qing Shiyu made the same request, he agreed. For some reason, Qing Shiyu felt a surge of happiness. She believed that in Ye Wushuang’s heart, she and Mu Qiqi held different weights.
At that moment, Mu Qiqi hurriedly ordered her men to take Zhou Yuanding away. However, just as they were about to leave, another group of people arrived.
Ye Wushuang’s eyebrows arched again, and he laughed, “Today, the Ye residence is truly bustling with activity.”
“Yuanding!”
A heart-wrenching cry pierced the air. Everyone turned to see a group of people riding spirit beasts, their arrival exuding an air of hostility. Each warrior among them was brimming with murderous intent.
An elderly man with graying hair dismounted from his mount and rushed to Zhou Yuanding, who was being supported by others. Upon seeing Zhou Yuanding’s pitiful state, the old man’s eyes immediately welled up with tears.
“Yuanding… What happened to you… How could this be?”
Upon recognizing the old man, Mu Qiqi and Qing Shiyu’s faces turned pale. This was bad. It seemed the matter was far from over.
“Who did this? Who is responsible?” the old man roared in fury.
Mu Qiqi quickly glanced at Ye Wushuang and said, “Leave it to me. Don’t worry about it.”
Qing Shiyu, however, moved closer to Ye Wushuang and whispered, “Please, for my sake, don’t escalate the situation.”
“This is Senior Li Cunxiao.”
Li Cunxiao?
Ye Wushuang had never heard of him. Qing Shiyu continued in a low voice, “Senior Li Cunqian is a formidable figure. He is at the third level of the Tian Gang realm and was once a great general in the army, having fought countless battles for the empire.”
“Now that he has retired, the current emperor has ennobled him as the Marquis of Zhongxin, and he lives a leisurely life at home. But don’t be fooled by his retirement. If the empire ever faces a dire military situation, he will surely be called back into service. His connections within the empire are… extensive.”
“And his position as a great general was taken over by Zhou Yuanding, who is his adopted son and was promoted by him personally…”
Ye Wushuang was taken aback. He had thought it was Zhou Yuanding’s father who had arrived.
Mu Qiqi stepped forward to greet Li Cunxiao, bowed respectfully, and asked, “Your Excellency, why have you come?”
“Miss Mu,” Li Cunxiao glared at Mu Qiqi, his voice filled with rage. “Who did this? I will tear him limb from limb.”
Li Cunxiao had rarely made an appearance in recent years. Upon hearing the news of Zhou Zhe’s death, he had immediately rushed to the Zhou residence, only to learn that Zhou Yuanding had already come here. He hurried over, only to find things had turned out this way.
Zhou Yuanding was his adopted son, whom he had nurtured with great care and treated as his own. As for Zhou Zhe, Li Cunxiao had doted on him like a beloved grandson. Now, with Zhou Zhe dead and Zhou Yuanding severely injured after seeking justice, Li Cunxiao’s fury was unimaginable.
Mu Qiqi quickly tried to soothe him, saying, “Your Excellency, let’s not make a big deal out of this…”
“Make a big deal?” Li Cunxiao snorted coldly, his eyes fixed on the front of the Ye residence, his gaze as sharp as a hawk’s, staring directly at Ye Wushuang. “It was him, wasn’t it?”
