C121 (2/2)
In the blink of an eye, the man appeared in front of Wen Jiu with a strange silhouette, and said with a smile: ”But I can't drink your wine, so I don't intend to leave. What are you going to do about it?”
Wen Jiu retreated back. How did this person come here?
In the blink of an eye, he was already so close to her.
”That depends on how you want to die.” Xie Xuan, dressed in white, walked over from the Nine Winding Corridor in large strides.
The youth's expression was frosty, even colder than the moonlight.
A maid called out in alarm, ”Third Young Master …”
Wen Jiu had only just turned around to look at him, not even having the time to say a single word.
The youth had already grabbed her sleeve and protected her behind him as he coldly yelled, ”Scram!”
Wanyan Hao's smile faded, and the ten black clad men beside him pulled out their scimitars, and without a word, they slashed at the young man.
”Third Brother!”
Wen Jiu called out to him softly.
Xie Xuan stood in place expressionlessly, ”Today you all dared to hurt someone from the General's Mansion, in the future I will definitely make you all disappear without a trace!”
The youth's entire body was cold, causing one to feel as if they had fallen into an icy cavern.
The sabers of those people all stopped in mid-air, not daring to descend for the moment.
The night was quiet, and the glint of a blade flashed across the handsome side of the youth's face. Three parts were indifferent, and seven parts were cold.
Wen Jiu looked at him, took a step forward without leaving a trace, and stood by Xie Xuan's side. She raised her head, and the corner of her lips curled up into a cold smile, ”You came all the way here to snatch a cup of wine?
Xie Xuan glanced at her and frowned slightly.
Wen Jiu straightened his neck and stood straight.
Since Big Brother is not here, my General's Mansion can't be supported by only Third Young Master! If they wanted to be tough, then everyone had to be tough together!
Wanyan Hao laughed, but there was no warmth in his eyes, ”I was just asking for a cup of wine, why would the two of you be like this?”
A group of black-clothed men were pointing their sabers at them. As their master, he actually said, ”Why did it have to be like this? How ironic!”
Xie Xuan remained silent with a cold face.
Wen Jiu smoothed the wrinkles on his sleeves, ”Our General's Mansion is just like this, if you don't like it, why not go back home as soon as possible?”
”Who made our Young Madame unhappy?”
The young man's voice came from not too far away.
Looking back, Wen Jiu saw that the flames that enveloped the profound armor's red clothes had reached her.
At this moment, the thick night quietly disappeared.
The maids beside him were already overjoyed. ”The general is back!”
Xie Heng walked in front of Wen Jiu, raised his sword and before the sword had even left its sheath, he had already knocked down the curved blades in the hands of the black-clothed men, and a silver light fell onto the ground.
”Are you tired of living, coming to the General's Mansion to cause trouble?”
His tone was extremely indifferent. His face didn't have much of a stern expression, but his formless expression made people feel a chill behind their backs.
The group of blue guard behind him quietly arrived. Without any instructions, they had already rushed forward to kill the group of black-clothed men, and all of them flew up to the roof.
Only Wanyan Hao was left in the center of the crowd.
In just a moment, the situation had changed dramatically.
”You are Xie Heng?”
Wanyan Hao sized the young man up for a moment, then laughed: ”I'm afraid General Xie has misunderstood me. I am only here to ask for a cup of wine at General's Mansion.”
He hadn't finished.
Xie Heng sneered: ”Even beggars can't help but beg for money and sing a song of 'Lotus Blossom Fall', what would you know if you shouted 'old man' twice?”