C57 (2/2)

”It's Yi Yi.” Ye Wen Han sighed. I must take her to the Ghost Valley and restore her to her former memories. ”

”But where can we find Gongsun Yuxia?”

”All we have to do is find an uncle.” Ye Mo Han suddenly said.

”Shi Bo?” Chi Feng didn't understand, what use was there to find a missing body?

Ye Mo Han then explained, ”Uncle Yan didn't die, so he took Yi Yi away in the chaos. He probably faked his death because he already knew that the Horned Lamp had been stolen. ”

”What proof do you have?” Chi Feng was full of questions.

His senior did not look sad at all after the death of the Sect Leader.” Furthermore, Ji Yongao's subordinates were all praising his martial arts skills. It was obviously a habit that he had for a very long time. ” Ye Mo Han was right, a slave wasn't something that could be developed in a day or two.

”Are you saying that Ji Yongao is unwilling to accept Uncle Dan as his Sect Leader?” Chi Feng was deep in thought.

”At least.” ”Ye Mo Han guessed.” The lights were stolen, so it's likely that Shi Bo suspected Ji Yongan. ”

”So, the couple put on this act and pulled us in.” Chi Feng mocked himself.

Ye Mo Han was not sure if Gongsun Yuxia was really acting in a play with Uncle Dan, or if he was planning to kill Uncle Yan in the first place. If that was the case, although Gongsun Yuxia was powerful, Uncle Yan's skills were on a level higher than hers. Such a relationship between husband and wife was truly exhausting. Ye Mo Han smiled bitterly. The relationship between people was indeed subtle and dangerous.

Born in troubled times, once set foot in the martial arts world, they had no choice but to move forward bravely, be it active or passive. In fact, let alone where, as long as a person is alive, they have to keep walking, whether they want to or not. Behind you, it's like an invisible hand, pushing you forward until you lie down and die.

”Then how do we find the uncles?”

”If my guess is right, Uncle Dan will definitely come looking for us. Perhaps he caught Yi Yi because he has a request for us.” Ye Wen Han seemed very confident.

Chi Feng was skeptical, but since he wanted to look for it, he had no other way. Thus, he decided to just listen to Ye Wen Han's advice. He also noticed that this young man in front of him had many similarities to his father, Ye Sheng. Of course, there were many differences.

As night fell, the sky was filled with stars as flames soared to the heavens from afar.

The place where the fire had taken place was the place where the two of them had battled in the day, Uncle Yan's residence. Ji Yongao must have seen too many bodies to handle, so he simply set fire to them.

Ye Mo Han and Chi Feng were currently in the inn, and the people in the inn were all standing at the door and looking into the distance. Some people were discussing amongst themselves.

One of them said, ”Did you hear? Sect Leader Yan was killed at home. Hundreds of disciples were killed. The culprits were only two men and one woman.”

Another person said, ”He's so powerful. It seems like the proverbs saying that two fists can't even fight four hands sometimes doesn't match up to the actual situation.”

One of the people beside him interjected, ”I heard that there was a river of blood in the courtyard. Seeing that Martial Uncle Ji could not deal with it, he ordered it to be burned.”

The innkeeper sighed and said, ”The First Sect Leader is not as powerful as Martial Uncle Ji after all. If he had given up his position as Sect Master earlier to Martial Uncle Ji, perhaps today's events wouldn't have happened.”

The group nodded in agreement.

Ye Mo Han and Chi Feng buried their heads in their food, as if nothing had happened outside. When a lot of people around you are paying attention to the same thing, if you don't, it's a different story. Ye Mo Han and Chi Feng were a different kind of people. Naturally, other people would also pay attention to them. After a while, most people started to look at the two of them. The two of them acted as if they didn't see anything. After the meal, they ignored the crowd's gaze and returned to the guest room upstairs.

The innkeeper saw that after the two of them went upstairs, he nodded to a skinny man at the door. The man turned around and disappeared into the night.

Night was destined not to be too ordinary.