Chapter 393: Can't Escape the Word "Love"

"I apologize to everyone."

Suddenly standing up, Song Qian addressed the people present, "This outsider disciple of mine, in a sparring session with Master Zhu, accidentally killed him, causing a loss of life and disrupting the atmosphere for pill refinement. I will personally take him to the Tianwu Pavilion to make amends. I bid farewell for now."

As her father, Song Qian could only act as the head of the Longyang Song Clan, temporarily preserving him and taking him away from this gathering.

She immediately walked over to take her father away.

"Hold on!" Shangguan Jingming shouted, stopping her. "Lady Song, you may leave, but this outsider who killed the Tianwu Pavilion's master in my territory cannot just leave like this. What if I insist on taking him?"

Song Qian looked sharply at Shangguan Jingming.

At the same time, twenty figures suddenly landed at the entrance of the hall.

These twenty figures were the night guards Song Qian had arranged nearby. Upon receiving Song Qian's secret message, they gathered here immediately.

It was evident that Song Qian had prepared for this move long ago.

"Lady Song, you... What does this mean?" Shangguan Jingming stood up from his seat.

"Today, since this outsider was brought here by me, I must take responsibility for safely removing him. If anyone dares to stop me, then let's fight!" Song Qian said as she activated her cultivation, her jade hairpin falling out, and her clothes fluttering with the surging true energy.

Shangguan Xing saw this scene and felt quite surprised and incomprehensible. "Song Qian, for the sake of this outsider, are you willing to become enemies with our Shangguan Clan and the entire Tianwu Pavilion? Be sensible, he's just an outsider and not worth it."

"Shut up!" Song Qian interrupted Shangguan Xing. "Whatever the head of the clan wants to do, whom to protect, has nothing to do with you."

At this moment, Song Ye also spoke to Song Qian, "Qian'er—"

"You shut up too!" Song Qian said to Song Ye in the same manner.

Song Ye obediently closed his mouth. He knew that his daughter was really angry, probably blaming him for forgetting her instructions before coming here.

In Song Qian's view, killing the master of the Tianwu Pavilion here would undoubtedly lead to endless trouble.

Shangguan Xing, at this moment, looked resentful as he glanced at Song Ye. 'This damned outsider just called her Qian'er?! I've never called her that. Could it be that their relationship has reached that point?'

"Lady Song, please calm down." Shangguan Jingming said to Song Qian. "I have no intention of making things difficult for you, nor for this outsider disciple of yours. But he did kill someone in my territory. If I let him leave like this, the Tianwu Pavilion will come looking for me for an explanation afterward."

"Moreover, if you take this outsider away now, the Tianwu Pavilion will blame your entire Longyang Song Clan. I believe you don't want to see the family business you've worked so hard to build over the years ruined for the sake of one outsider."

"Please wait here for a while. After the people from the Tianwu Pavilion arrive, you can resolve the matter between you. Our Shangguan Clan won't interfere anymore."

"All of you present can also give your opinions on whether my approach is appropriate."

Among the immortal cultivators present, Song Qian was acquainted with Mo Xunyu, a female immortal cultivator from the Lingyue Sect.

After all, the Longyang Song Clan managed many businesses for the Lingyue Sect in the mortal world, so Mo Xunyu and Song Qian had dealt with each other many times and had mutual appreciation.

Mo Xunyu immediately walked to Song Qian's side and advised her, "Lady Song, you need to calm down. Young Master Shangguan is right. It's not worth it for the sake of an outsider."

Mo Xunyu genuinely thought that Song Qian's mind was clouded by love, falling into a romantic trap, blindly trying to protect him at all costs.

"Lady Mo, I understand. Please don't stop me," Song Qian said.

"Sigh!"

Mo Xunyu sighed. She knew that love was blind. In the past, the Lingyue Sect had many junior sisters who fell into love traps, were deceived by male cultivators, and ended up becoming cauldrons, eventually expelled from the sect. She had seen many such cases.

However, she did not expect that a shrewd woman like Song Qian would still be unable to escape the word "love."

She could only say that, despite Song Qian's high cultivation level, her Dao heart was still not strong enough.

Mo Xunyu couldn't help looking at Song Ye again.

This male outsider, initially, she only thought he was somewhat handsome. Now, upon closer inspection, he exuded an indescribable charming aura. It was no wonder Song Qian fell into his hands.

At this moment, Song Qian suddenly approached Song Ye without any warning, grabbed one of his hands, and attempted to fly away.

However, she found that she couldn't lift Song Ye's body, and he remained sitting motionless on the chair.

Song Qian's brows immediately furrowed. She knew that her father was secretly using that strange power of his to resist her, unwilling to leave with her.

She immediately whispered in Song Ye's ear, "Didn't we agree that you would listen to me? Behave and come with me. Don't be stubborn, or it will be too late."

"They're here." Song Ye spoke calmly.

"Who's here? Them?" Song Qian was a bit stunned for a moment. However, she immediately sensed that over a dozen powerful cultivators were approaching, with one of them possessing a terrifying cultivation at the Immortal Venerable level.

She immediately felt that things were not going well.

It's over. The people from the Tianwu Pavilion have arrived!

In fact, Shangguan Jingming had a transmission talisman given by the Tianwu Pavilion in his hand. The moment Song Ye took down Zhu Tenglong's head, the Tianwu Pavilion had received the news.

Moreover, the Tianwu Pavilion, located on Tianwu Mountain, was only twenty miles away from the outskirts of Changling City.

"I guess it's the people from the Tianwu Pavilion." Shangguan Jingming flew out of the hall to welcome them.

At this moment, the remaining cultivators in the hall also began to sense the approach of powerful cultivators. They left their seats and went outside the hall to greet them.

Song Qian knew that at this moment, it was impossible for her to leave. She had to quickly think of a set of arguments, how to explain Zhu Tenglong's death to the people from the Tianwu Pavilion.

But just now, so many people saw her father take down Zhu Tenglong's head. Regardless of how well-crafted her words were, it would be useless.

At this moment, she revealed a helpless expression on her face.

If only Aunt Yan were here. If

 only Aunt Yan were here!

Whenever she encountered such difficulties, she would always think of Aunt Yan.

After all, besides Aunt Yan, she didn't know who else she could rely on.

However, at this moment, her father whispered in her ear, "Don't panic. Just watch quietly. I'll kill them all later."