407 You’re an Impostor! (1/2)

Lan Wuxin heaved a long sigh of relief – he had finally managed to enter!

There was finally hope... Finally…

He had been waiting for this moment for a long time.

Chancellor Lan was greatly comforted, waiting for Old Forefather to come out and tell him that they could already…

Hold up!

That was not right. There was still another hurdle. Jun Moyan was right here, how could he soul-search the assassin afterward? Would he even agree to it?

This was the key, the main crux of the matter.

Lan Wuxin sighed.

The justice for the country could no longer hold Jun Moyan in check.

There was only one way left – to call upon His Majesty! With His Majesty’s status, it should be successful.

If the emperor got rejected even if he were to come personally, Jun Moyan’s reputation in the Empire of Ziyou would be fully tarnished; any citizen would despise him and such a consequence would probably not be what Jun Moyan would be happy to see and accept willingly.

As for making a personal appearance, Lan Wuxin believed that His Majesty had long been prepared for it.

Wait… have I forgotten something?

Lan Wuxin was deep in thought, frowning slightly.

There seemed to be something wrong somewhere, but he could not lay a finger on it… It was a mind-boggling feeling and gave rise to panic in Chancellor Lan as if something bad was about to happen.

What have I overlooked?

Old Forefather has gone in for some time now.

Right, Old Forefather!

Yes!

Didn’t Old Forefather say before that he knew Jun Moyan?

When Jun Moyan saw Old Forefather, why didn’t he seem to recognize him? Their conversation and exchange of words didn't seem to be that between friends or even acquaintances. What was going on?

Lan Wuxin felt a simmer of panic rise out of the blue.

He thought about it and had actually arrived at the answer some time ago; there could only be two possibilities right now.

The first was that the Old Forefather was lying and he did not know Jun Moyan at all. The second was that the Old Forefather had changed too much and Jun Moyan did not immediately recognize him.

”He probably didn’t recognize him! Absolutely! He must not have recognized him!”

The poor Chancellor was murmuring to himself like he was about to go crazy.

If there were to be an issue regarding this matter, it wouldn't only be him who would be embarrassed, but the entire Empire of Ziyou would have been fooled!

It would be too much to bear.

It must not be!

It had to be a change that was so vast, that even someone familiar could not recognize it.

It had to be this – it must be. The Elder Yun of today and the Elder Yun of yesteryear was distinctly different in appearance; he appeared to be a youth now. It was only natural that no one would recognize him.

Chancellor Lan, who was irrevocably committed, could only think of this possibility.

…

Yun Yang had already entered the small house.

Jun Moyan’s performance outside made Yun Yang feel that this person was dependable and overall a good man, but… the stake was too great; Yun Yang dared not act recklessly.

After all, Jun Moyan was from Ziyou. He could be amicable to Old Dugu, but it was better for Yun Yang, the public enemy of the four empires and the devil who had his hands painted with the blood of four nations’ men, to maintain a low profile!

Jun Moyan followed behind Yun Yang, still in his snow-white attire; his long sword had gone back to its scabbard some time ago.

Yun Yang could feel the prickling pain of Jun Moyan’s gaze on his back; it felt like he was being poked by the long sword with each step he took.

”Who are you?” Jun Moyan asked.

Yun Yang replied, ”Only a healer who has come to heal the injured. Why insist on knowing who I am? What benefit will it bring to the one injured? What benefit will it bring to you?”

Jun Moyan snorted coldly and said, ”Rumor has it that an otherworldly expert has graced Zilong City recently. Not only is his cultivation base superior, he can summon mystical beasts and is even called Old Forefather by the Physician Genius Family… I guess that must be you?”

Yun Yang said faintly, ”If there’s no one else, then that would be me.”

Jun Moyan chuckled knowingly, ”It's too bad you’re not Feng Xiange!”

”Oh?” Yun Yang hummed softly to himself.

Jun Moyan chuckled coldly, ”You’re only an impostor wearing someone else’s shell!”