Chapter 1003: Why weren’t you burned to death? (2/2)

Before Gu Qishao could react, Han Yunxi immediately caught Long Feiye’s meaning. When the one-armed man had attacked with swordfire, Gu Qishao had gone to face it of his own accord. She saw with her own eyes, but was too worried about him burning to death to notice the exact details. Now in hindsight, she realized how strange it all was. If Gu Qishao knew what he was doing back then and ran into the flames of his own accord, he must have had a motive.

Did he know something?

Han Yunxi knit her brows at him and discovered a deep cut on his shoulder. Beyond that, there were a few injuries from sword qi, but nothing like a dagger stab wound. Most likely, all the dripping blood she’d seen back then came from this deep shoulder wound.

The more she looked, the stranger she found it all. He still has the mood to question Long Feiye instead of worrying about his injuries? Isn’t he curious about them at all? This isn’t normal!

Just how much does he know about the Moye sword spirit?

The one-armed man wouldn’t be stupid enough to tell Gu Qishao about the sword spirit, so it was possible he found out ages ago.

“Gu Qishao!” Han Yunxi suddenly turned stern.

Startled, Gu Qishao looked at her before he started to back away. Long Feiye wasn’t the only man who feared Han Yunxi’s temper. Gu Qishao did too.

“Why weren’t you burned to death?” Han Yunxi asked suddenly.

Gu Qishao’s face paled as he grew flustered. Why is she asking that? Does she suspect something? I wasn’t hurt by the swordfire while wrapped up in my vines. She saw that too, so why’s she still asking me?

Gu Qishao immediately turned towards Long Feiye as his heart dropped. Had he told Poison lass something? Faced with his questioning gaze, Long Feiye only gave him a disdainful look before averting his eyes. That only made Gu Qishao more uncertain.

Did Long Feiye comfort Poison lass with the truth of my immortality after I was swallowed up by swordfire and the sword awn attacks?

Gu Qishao’s heart beat rapidly as he looked at Han Yunxi, suddenly at a loss for words. But Han Yunxi only asked, “Gu Qishao, did you long discover the secret of the Moye sword spirit? What’s the deal with those vines? How could they resist the swordfire?”

Han Yunxi would never guess that Gu Qishao had an undying body. She was angry because she suspected Gu Qishao hadn’t really been held under duress for the past few days, but simply faking it for the one-armed man because he knew of the Moye sword spirit. She thought he was waiting all this time for his chance, which would explain why he met the swordfire head-on!

“Gu Qishao, did you go to the justice department that night? What did you run into? Why didn’t you come back to find us? Or tell us you were all right?” Han Yunxi asked.

Gu Qishao’s taut nerves suddenly relaxed. He understood Han Yunxi’s temper and suddenly broke into a foolish smile.

“You’re still smiling! Just what’s going on?” Han Yunxi almost wanted to kick him. On one side, the one-armed man was waiting for Gu Qishao’s answer as well. He really did kidnap him, but he had doubts after seeing the man rush into the swordfire.

Han Yunxi’s face was white with rage, so Gu Qishao hastened to explain. As it turned out, that night he couldn’t fall asleep and went to the justice department so he could inspect the bodies first. Unfortunately, he ran into the one-armed man and the proprietress on their way to collect the bones. He was certain they were the culprits behind the murders and that the dagger in her hands was Qi Sha. Curious about their motives, he hid in the shadows to watch them collect their bounty, then set the walls of the building on fire.

The next morning, he followed the pair to the shores of Yinyang Lake and overheard them talking. There, he found out the truth and discovered that he was the man of extreme killing aura they wanted. Thus, he purposely showed himself by the lakeshore to attract the man’s attention, then got kidnapped.

“Then why did you throw yourself into the swordfire? Were you seeking death?” Han Yunxi was stuck on that point. Even if Gu Qishao knew the truth about Moye’s sword spirit, he had no need to burn himself for it!

Long Feiye’s lips quirked into a smirk as he waited for Gu Qishao to explain himself. But Gu Qishao simply dug out a small root from his shoulder and tossed it in front of the one-armed man. Everyone recognized it as the roots of the vine that had surrounded him prior.

Gu Qishao said, “Even though the vines were hacked off from shore, I can still grow them! With my blood, they become impervious to both fire and water, much less swordfire. With it protecting my life, I had to lure out the Moye sword spirit for a look one way or another. That way, I wouldn’t waste all their efforts!”

The one-armed man was very surprised. He broke into bitter laughs and cried, “Heheh, so that was it!” Although he’d executed every part of his plan perfectly, it was hard to reckon against a man like Gu Qishao! Han Yunxi understood more of the issue after recognizing the strength of Gu Qishao’s vines. She looked back at the still waters of Yinyang Lake, where the bits of fallen vine had already sank to the bottom. Of course, she never suspected Gu Qishao to be lying to her regarding these things, so she didn’t pursue the matter.

Instead, it was Long Feiye whose smirk grew scornful in turn. Although he believed Gu Qishao’s account regarding the one-armed man and proprietress, that stuff after the fireproof vines was all hogwash!

If Long Feiye guessed right, the truth should be…