Chapter 159: Shizun, I'm Most Afraid of Tianwen

Nangong Liu appeared calm, but beads of sweat had already appeared on his forehead. He estimated this person's strength and felt that what he said was not false. He could not help but feel more flustered.

"Who exactly are you? What do you intend to do by barging into the wind sect at night?"

"Like I said, I just wanted to remind you not to let your son marry someone he shouldn't."

As soon as he said this, the guests couldn't help but glance at each other.

The news of the affair between Ye Wangxi and Song Qiutong had already spread to every corner of the streets. Everyone was aware of it, and the only ones who did not know of it were Nangong Si and Nangong Liu.

However, the marriage contract had already been sent out, and the marriage contract had already been passed down. At this moment, he was regretting it. What face does he have now? Nangong Liu's lips trembled for a moment before letting out a cold snort. He said, "It's fine as long as my son likes her. There's no need for outsiders to worry about it."

The man in black smiled, "The Sect Leader has such a big heart. He doesn't even care about Song Qiutong's heart. Is she from your Nangong Clan or the Ye Clan?"

Song Qiutong was alarmed and furious, her face pale as her beautiful eyes widened as she shouted, "You're slandering me!"

"Why am I slandering you? You and Ye Wangxi, don't you know what you've done?"

Ye Wangxi did not expect to be mentioned. He was stunned for a long time before he knew what the man in black was talking about. However, his first reaction was not anger, but laughter. "What are you talking about?"

"I did not say any nonsense. What I said was true. I saw it with my own eyes." The man in black spoke clearly, "Everyone knows that you have spent a lot of money to save Song Qiutong in Xuanyuan Pavilion. Master Ye, what are your intentions?"

"Looking at her in such a pitiful state, I couldn't bear to watch."

"You saved her, so you can just let her go. What do you want to do? Go in and out and bring her along with you."

"Miss Song is from the Butterfly-Boned Beauty Feast Sect, and everyone knows about that. If I let her go, I'm afraid that she would immediately be targeted by some unscrupulous people. That is why she was brought back to the Door of Justice and given a place to rest."

"What a good place to stay. Lord Ye is so kind. He stays with such a beautiful lady all day long. He actually dares to be rude."

The man in black mocked him, but Ye Wangxi did not seem ashamed at all as he said, "I have a clear conscience."

Ordinary people would be willing to judge everyone's mind with their own knowledge and experience. Most of these people were from the Upper Cultivation World, so if they were able to obtain the Butterfly-Boned Beauty sect, they would have to protect the spiders in their arms even if their heads were bleeding, or they would even stew them to eat. Who would believe that Ye Wangxi was innocent?

As a result, the group of people exchanged glances with each other. Their expressions couldn't help but carry a look of contempt. In the originally uneasy atmosphere, there was also a distinct sense of pleasure in peeping into one's privacy.

Nangong Si said in a gloomy voice: "I think you are just looking for trouble, take this opportunity to discredit my Door of the Rufeng Sect. What does it have to do with you who I marry? There's no need to say it anymore. Where did you come from and where are you going?"

"Young noble Nangong, you truly do not recognize good intentions." The man in black was pacing around the hall. He suddenly stopped not far from Song Qiutong, smiled at her, and said, "Miss Song, your husband blindly trusts you, no wonder you are able to stand here with your face unflustered and act like the young mistress of the Rufeng Sect."

Song Qiutong, on the other hand, was far less composed than the other two as she said nervously, "Don't you dare insult my innocence!"

"How can you and Lord Ye be innocent?" The man in black spoke confidently, "Not long after you were saved by him, you volunteered to serve him. When the two of you met in private, you thought that no one had seen you, but you didn't know that I had been watching you in the dark all this time. If you want people not to know, then don't do it…"

Song Qiutong suddenly shouted, interrupting him. "You're lying!"

"If I'm talking nonsense, why are you trembling?"

"I-I am being humiliated…I…" She panicked and looked towards Nangong Si, "Young Master…"

Nangong Si went back to her side and protected her from the rear. He stared at the black clothed man with a pair of wolf-like eyes. "Stop slandering me."

"Whether I'm slandering you or not, I have something to tell you." The black-clothed man laughed, "Young noble Nangong, this beauty Song's left thigh has a drop of red mole, is it not so?"

Hearing this, Nangong Si was stunned, "You…"

"It is about the size of a grain of rice. It is bright-colored, not dark red, but blood-red. If I didn't see her having fun with Lord Ye, how could I know such details about her?"

"This…"

"Young Master!" Song Qiutong panicked and pulled at Nangong's sleeve, saying with tears in his eyes, "No, no, he wronged me… He must have taken advantage of the time when I was bathing…"

"What's so good about watching you bathe?" The black clothed man was somewhat unhappy and interrupted her, "Why don't you go to Sisheng Peak and watch Elder Yuheng bathe and change his clothes."

The fact that Elder Yuheng was spied on by the female disciples was also one of the rumors in the ones glanced over at Chu Wanning, but were shocked by the astonishing killing intent on his face and lowered their heads in succession.

As the black clothed man walked around Nangong Si and Song Qiutong, he suddenly seemed to have thought of something. He clapped his hands and smiled, "Right, I suddenly remembered something. Back then, when Lord Ye smacked Miss Song, Miss Song had a Shrine Sand personally placed on her wrist by the Cold Scale Sacred Hand. If Miss Song is truly pure and clean, and I was the one who cursed and slandered her, then her wrist must still have some cinnabar sand left on it."

He paused for a moment, and then smiled at the pale-faced Song Qiutong, who was trembling like a sieve. "Miss Song, if you really want to return your innocence, why don't you show us that gatekeeper sand?"

He turned around and comforted Song Qiutong, "It's alright. Take a look at everyone, you…"

However, when he saw that Song Qiutong's lips had lost their color and her face was as white as paper, shivering with fear, he could not help but be stunned. After a while, he asked with some doubt, "Why are you… What's wrong?"

Song Qiutong loosened her grip on Yuanyu's hand and took a step back, clutching her sleeve as she shook her head tearfully.

"No… No…"

Nangong Si's eyes suddenly widened, as if he knew something had happened that made him unable to speak.

The black clothed man laughed coldly and said, "What happened? You don't dare?"

"No, that's not it. I don't know either…" Song Qiutong slumped to the ground, her tears falling like rain as she said sorrowfully, "I don't know, I don't know either…Please… Let me go…"

She tightly held onto her sleeve, not letting anyone see it. However, this sort of concealing sensation was no different from telling everyone that the gatekeeping sand on her wrist had indeed disappeared just as the black-clothed person had said.

She was a virgin, but she was not married yet, and the red marks on her hands were gone.

Even if she jumped into the Yellow River now, she wouldn't be able to wash herself clean.

The black clothed man was just about to say more when he heard a cold and harsh voice not far away. In the light, Chu Wanning stood tall and said, "The sand on Miss Song's wrist was still there a few days ago."

For some reason, the man in black had a look of speechlessness in his eyes. That aggressive look disappeared as he turned around to face Chu Wanning, "…"

After a long while, the man in black sighed.

Some of the people present felt that they had misheard. This man, who had just started spouting nonsense to force them onto a dead end, seemed to have spoken with a tone of indulgence.

"Chu-zongshi is right, but I didn't say that Song Qiutong and Ye Wangxi had an affair at that time, I only said that the two of them had an affair. If we were to talk about the time of an affair, it would only be a few days ago."

Ye Wangxi murmured, "… This is ridiculous…"

Chu Wanning's face was cold and dignified, "Words are no proof. Is what you said true? Allow me to interrogate."

"You…"

As he spoke, a gold light flashed on Chu Wanning's fingertip. The pupils of the man in black suddenly contracted. He turned his body to the side and barely dodged the holy weapon Tianwen that came piercing through the air.

"Chu-zongshi, what are you doing?" The black clothed man was both helpless and funny. He was extremely agile, Chu Wanning's whip could not wrap around him for a while, and he did not retaliate. He was chased by the vines all over the place, and the originally tense and weird atmosphere suddenly turned comical, revealing a hint of a spoiled child, "Don't hit me, I haven't finished my sentence."

"If you want to complain, why don't you take off your mask and talk about it?" However, Chu Wanning's sharp voice was filled with contempt.

"If you want me to, I'll take it off for you. Just not now."

"Why not!"

"I'm not good-looking. Under these lights I can intimidate people."

After running for a long time, the man in black noticed that Chu Wanning's skills were getting fiercer and fiercer. He couldn't help but think that something was wrong as he moved to the back of the pillar, dodging the attacks of the golden light and shouted, "Ye Wangxi, aren't you a gentleman? Today, I will let the world know your true face! You bought a pair of female cultivators and forced Song Qiutong to serve you, you disregarded others and bullied the lord's wife! You – you are dressed like a beast, with a human's face and a beast's heart!"

Ye Wangxi flew into a rage, "What nonsense are you talking about?!"

"Am I wrong? Don't you know how Song Qiutong's gatekeeping sand disappeared? She knelt in front of you the other day and said that she was Nangong's unmarried wife. Please let her go and don't get entangled with her again. Yet, you insisted on not listening to her, and you still said —"

Ye Wangxi's face turned green as he gritted his teeth and said, "What did I say? You're making it up!"

"You have already forgotten what you have said, so you still need me to remind you. You said at that time," The man in black cleared his throat, changed his tone, and imitated Ye Wangxi's tone, "Miss Song, I spent so much money and made clothes for others. Now that you have the favour of Young Master Nangong, you will not leave here unscathed."

In the end, he even laughed out loud three times. His tone of voice was that of a rogue.

Ye Wangxi, "…"