Chapter - 412 Being Driven Mad By Unredressed Mongol Injustice (12) (2/2)

Zhang Wuji waited until they had gone far before he quickly unsealed Song Yuanqiao and the others' acupoints, and then he knelt to the ground and kowtowed over and over again. ”Shibo, Shishu,” he said, ”Nephew was under suspicion and could not explain myself. I have offended you heavily, please punish me.”

Song Yuanqiao heaved a deep sigh, tears streaming down from his eyes; he looked up to the sky without saying anything. Yu Lianzhou busily raised Zhang Wuji up and said, ”We all have wrongly accused you. It was our own fault. We are as close as a flesh and blood family, let's not talk about this anymore. I just can't believe Qingshu … ay, if we did not hear it with our own ears, who could have believed it?”

Song Yuanqiao pulled his sword out and said, ”Turned out Qidi came across Qingshu, that little animal … when he was peeking into Emei heroines' bedroom. We must put our school's internal affair in order. Three Shidi's, Child Wuji, let us pursue them; let me slay that animal with my own hand.” Finished speaking, he launched his qing gong and ran to the direction Song Qingshu went.

”Dage, come back!” Zhang Songxi called out, ”Everything needs to be considered further.”

In his disturbed mind, Song Yuanqiao ignored his call; he kept running with the sword in his hand. Zhang Wuji lifted up his feet to give a chase. Several leaps later, he cut off in front of Song Yuanqiao. Bowing down he said, ”Da Shibo, Si Shibo wants to talk to you. Currently, Song Dage is under other's influence; someday, he will come to his senses. If Da Shibo wants to punish him, you don't have to do it right away.”

Song Yuanqiao sobbed, ”Qidi … Qidi … your big brother has done you wrong.” Suddenly he remembered how Zhang Cuishan had killed himself because he felt he had done Yu Daiyan wrong; right at this moment he suddenly understood the depth of his Wu Di's [fifth brother] feeling. Raising up his sword, he slashed it across his own neck.

Zhang Wuji was startled; using the Qian Kun Da Nuo Yi to the fullest, he snatched the sword from Song Yuanqiao's hand. But the blade had already cut the neck, creating a long strip of bloody cut. By this time Yu Lianzhou and the others had already caught up.

”Dage,” Zhang Songxi persuaded, ”Qingshu is going astray by committing this kind of treason and betraying his own Sect, Wudang people will hold him responsible; but cleaning up our school is a small matter, our country's safety is big. We can't lose sight on the big matter for the sake of a small one.”

Song Yuanqiao's eyes grew big; he was angry. ”You … you said cleaning up our school is a small matter? I … I fathered this disobedient son …”

”Listening to that Chen Youliang,” Zhang Songxi said, ”The Beggar Clan wants to borrow Qingshu's hands, scheming to harm our En Shi [benevolent master] and gain control over the major Sects of Wulin world, and conspiring against our country. En Shi's safety and well-being is the number one priority of our Sect; whether the Wulin world and the common people will have disaster or good fortune is even more important. This child Qingshu has done too much injustice; he will get his retribution sooner or later. We still need to discuss important matters.”

Song Yuanqiao realized Zhang Songxi was very reasonable, he bitterly put the sword back into its sheathe and said, ”My mind is troubled, I'll hear what Si Di has to say.”