Chapter 11 (1/2)
FRS: Chapter 11 – Unknown Truth (2)
Translator: Momoe Pom
TLC: Puissansa
Editor: Isabelle
Quality Check: Kai
First Published on Ainus.h.i.+.
Hua HuaiXiu teased, ”The way you reacted makes me feel like I’m molesting a lady from a good family.”
”Cousin.” Fan JiJing stuttered, ”Don’t act like this.”
”Like this?” Hua HuaiXiu was intrigued by his reaction. He could not restrain himself from stepping forward and lifting Fan JiJing's chin like a lecher. ”Or like this?”
Fan JiJing raised his head, and surprisingly his eyes were glimmering with some watery s.h.i.+mmers. In addition to that juicy, apple-like red face, he looked absolutely adorable.
Hua HuaiXiu felt like he had taken a heavy punch to his chest. He wanted to throw himself at Fan JiJing and take a large bite of him.
Fan JiJing suddenly turned his head and looked in the direction they were coming from, saying, ”Someone is coming. Cousin.”
Hua HuaiXiu s.h.i.+fted away his eyes uneasily. ”We both still have our clothes on. Who are you afraid of?”
Fan JiJing looked down at the distance between the tip of Hua HuaiXiu's shoes to that of his and then took two steps backward. ”You are standing too close.”
”You and I are both men. Why is there a need to keep the distance?” Hua HuaiXiu looked at him innocently.
Fan JiJing murmured, ”But you were just…”
”Just what?” Hua HuaiXiu raised his eyebrows in an attempt to look evil.
All of a sudden, Fan JiJing's face became serious. He turned around.
A disciple from the Jiuhua Sect was hurrying over from where they had come from.
Hua HuaiXiu glanced at him in surprise.
They had been talking for a while, yet he was able to hear the footsteps coming from a distance that far away?
The disciple walked to them and said respectfully, ”Fan s.h.i.+xiong. Master wants to invite you over.”
Fan JiJing recognized that he was a disciple of Song BoLin. He thanked him at once and followed him to the residence in the back.
Although Hua HuaiXiu was angry at the disciple for not reading the mood and interrupting their good moment, he was unable to hold back his curiosity towards Song BoLin's plan and therefore followed after them all the way.
Upon their arrival at the main hall of the residence, they found Song BoLin, Wu ChangBo, Guan Xing, Zhu LiaoDa, ShangGuan DingNing and s.h.i.+ JiZhong all sitting there already.
Seeing Hua HuaiXiu entering together with him, Song BoLin's sulky face darkened even more. ”Hua Gongzi, What we are about to discuss is an internal affair of the Jiuhua Sect, so please excuse us for a moment.”
In fact, when Hua HuaiXiu saw the situation from afar, he already had a presentiment that what they were going to discuss was probably not an ordinary matter. What he had not expected was how straightforwardly Song BoLin had said it. In spite of his proud and arrogant personality, he knew how offensive the presence of an outsider was when it came to the discussion of internal affairs of a sect. Therefore, he cupped his hands and simply returned to his room.
After he left, Fan JiJing took the seat next to s.h.i.+ JiZhong.
Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Song BoLin slowly said, ”We can’t keep s.h.i.+xiong's remains like this anymore.”
They all gazed at one another, then lowered their heads in silence.
The rotten stench from the dead body had been spreading gradually across the mourning hall. Burying the remains was something that had been hovering over everyone's minds, but no one dared to be the first to bring up the topic. Since the murderer who killed Bu LouLian was still at large, burying him now would be equal to stopping him from resting in peace.
Wu ChangBo said thoughtfully, ”Maybe we should wait a little longer? Since the murderer hasn’t been found yet.”
”There’s no time,” said Song BoLin as he pulled out a letter from his sleeve. ”The Longxu Sect has sent over a letter about forming an alliance with us against the demonic sect.”
Wu ChangBo wrinkled his brows: ”The demonic sect has been keeping their business to themselves ever since they returned to Mount Pini, and there was no news of their misdeeds recently. Moreover, didn't the government just encircle them not long ago? Why do they want to form another joint attack?”
Song BoLin replied, ”There was never a right or wrong when it comes to the martial world, only different standpoints. While the demonic sect was expanding their business, quite a few sects that were affected have been complaining everywhere. Nowadays its strength has been greatly reduced due to the encirclement from the government, so of course those sects would rush over to kick the one who is down.”
Wu ChangBo said, ”Our Jiuhua Sect has always been self-sufficient. Why should it concern us?”
Song BoLin said meaningfully, ”Whether it concerns us or not is not for you and me to decide. Only zhangmen has a say.”
”Zhangmen? Isn't zhangmen s.h.i.+xiong already…” Wu ChangBo slightly stiffened and asked, ”You want to subst.i.tute him?”
Song BoLin said, ”Using someone as a subst.i.tute is merely a back door solution. It’s not the way to solve the problem.”
Hearing him calling his guess a back door solution, Wu ChangBo unhappily humphed, ”Then what good suggestions do you have?”
Song BoLin replied, ”Who can stay immune from death? The succession of the position of zhangmen is something that is natural and normal.”
Wu ChangBo said, ”But we haven't caught the murderer yet!”
”If we don't say a word, who would know zhangmen was indeed murdered?” Song BoLin stared at him coldly.
Wu ChangBo frowned. ”Why are you staring at me?”
”Nothing. I'm just worried that someone may have a hard time keeping their mouth shut.”
Wu ChangBo exploded with anger: ”Keeping their mouth shut? I hang out all day long around Mount Jiuhua only, to whom do I need to keep my mouth shut?”
His angry words actually set Song BoLin's heart at rest. ”That's right. Remember to not leave Mount Jiuhua then.”
”You…”
Just as Wu ChangBo was about to start an arguement, Song BoLin had already turned to Guan Xing. ”You are the eldest disciple in the sect, so I leave you in charge of zhangmen s.h.i.+xiong's final duties.”
Guan Xing stood up and replied reverently. ”Yes.”
Zhu LiaoDa glanced at him, his eyes revealing quite a bit discontent.
Song BoLin then asked Fan JiJing, ”Any progress on the case?”