C113 (2/2)

”I didn't kill him.” Ye Mo Han walked out. He knew that no one would believe his words, just like how these people would not let him leave this place safely.

”Do you still want to argue?” Tears streamed down Lu Zihan's face, and her eyes were red and swollen.

Tang Xiao Lin had just grasped her sword with her right hand when the other three guests from Lu family rushed towards Ye Mo Han. All three of them used their sabers, and the three sabers flew through the wind, ready to cut down the cold sheets under their sabers. The three of them did not show any signs of politeness as they chopped down with their blades at Ye Mo Han's vitals. Moreover, they did not even bother about themselves as they continued to fight to the death with each other. The three of them were all Lu Zibai's trusted aides, and they were always thinking about Lu Zibai's kindness towards them. Therefore, when they heard that Lu Zibai had been killed by Ye Mo Han, they couldn't hold back their anger, and only thought about how they would kill this killer even if they had to risk their lives.

The gleam of the knife was accentuated by the glare of the sun. The kung fu skills of the three people were actually not that high, even if Ye Mo Han only recovered half of his power, he could still defeat them easily. However, all three of their moves were for life and death. If Ye Mo Han wanted to force them back, he would have to kill them. For some reason, Ye Mo Han couldn't bear to kill these three people, and to be merciful to the enemy, even if he had to be cruel to himself, would mean that under the attacks of these three people, Ye Mo Han would be in danger. While he did his best to avoid the attacks of the three people, Ye Mo Han also heard the other guests discussing.

Some said, ”This thief's kung fu is pretty good. It seems that he was hiding his kung fu just to harm young master.”

Following that, someone said, ”Let's see his moves first. Then, we can restrain him. We can't let him die just like that.”

Another person said, ”That's reasonable. We have to cut him into a thousand pieces.”

With so many people talking, the guests became more lively as they talked. Some of them even started to curse loudly. Ye Wen's heart was already in turmoil as he was dealing with the attacks from the three men. He then heard the clamoring of the people beside him. After a moment of distraction, he felt the blade of the sword close to his chest. Ye Mo Han Han quickly raised his hand and cut to the side, taking the blade away from him. Even so, his clothes were already torn. Ye Mo Han took out his sword to block the incoming attack, and did not retreat. Instead, he used his blade as a sword to block the incoming attack. After fighting for less than an hour, the three of them still did not slow down their attacks, and the noise beside them was getting louder and louder. Ye Mo Han thought to himself: Forget it, it would be a waste of time to keep pestering me like this. Exhausted for his blade, his right arm moved to meet the blade coming from the left. The two blades intersected, but the blade in Ye Mo Han's hand remained undamaged. The other blade was broken into two halves. That person was stunned, Ye Mo Han had already sent him flying with a kick. ”Borrowing the force of the impact, the body of the saber was flipped over and the hilt of the saber struck the face of the assaulted guest. He was sent flying ten feet away, his face bleeding profusely.

”Stop!” The remaining person was about to slash at Ye Mo Han from behind. Lu Zihan and two maids were supporting an old woman with a cane as she stood next to Tang Xiao Lin. Ye Mo Han didn't know when she came. This old woman had a head full of white hair, a face full of benevolence, and a face full of spirit. Ye Han knew that this woman was Lu Zibai and Lu Zihan's mother, Madam Lu. Madam Lu had never asked about the business of the Lu family, but she had almost always been in charge of the Lu family's family matters. With this order, the guest immediately stopped what he was doing and stood there at a loss, looking at Madam Lu with a puzzled expression.

A person who wanted to sneak attack Ye Mo Han from the back might think that one slash would work, but how could he have known that Ye Mo Han's blade would be able to be thrown backwards at any time, and would even accurately stab into his body? A single slash would kill him, he would never miss. Ye Mo Han had the confidence to do so. The guest could not tell that his life was hanging by a thread, perhaps Lu Zibai's mother saw that, so she stopped him in time.

People who have lived for many years do not stick to their appearance. Perhaps this is why they are respected.