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Jiang Yu thought it was better after everything was over, he watched the servant walk out of the lobby, then lowered his head and continued to drink the tea in his hand. The tea was already slightly cold, and when he drank it, he felt a bit bitter, but he liked it this way, so he had to properly remind himself of who gave him this kind of situation.

When he raised his head, he didn't know when Bu Yuntian had appeared in front of him. With bloodshot eyes, Bu Yuntian was pointing a sword at him.

In that instant of panic, the teacup in his hand fell to the ground …

A shattering sound could be heard, as if it was the heart of man, and it could no longer make up for it.

"Cloud …" Jiang Yu sounded hoarse, the last word unable to come out.

"Explain?" Bu Yuntian forcefully suppressed his anger and didn't swing his sword.

"What kind of explanation is that? Didn't Young Hero Bu hear it?" Jiang Yu sat back down in his chair, as if the person who had just lost his composure was not him, but this time he did not touch the four corners of the table in a relaxed state.

He didn't expect it, he really didn't expect it. Why did Bu Yuntian come back? Sigh, what a waste of a good chess piece.

Bu Yuntian carefully looked at him. He wanted to see some guilt and uneasiness from his face that hadn't changed since the beginning. Unfortunately, he didn't, even if it was just a little. Bu Yuntian might have been able to convince this person to not kill this person in front of him, but unfortunately, he did not.

"Were you the one who ordered all this rotten rice?" Bu Yuntian's hand was trembling as he asked.

"Yes." Jiang Yu nodded his head. He did not believe that Bu Yuntian would kill him, which was why he was so calm. As for the reason? At the beginning, he had helped him before, and when he looked into his eyes, they were filled with faint admiration and worship. This was why Jiang Feng was so confident.

"Have you thought about the people who are still suffering? They went to drink the porridge you gave them with the attitude that Lord Jiang was a great benefactor, but what did you do? Add rice in, are you still human? " Bu Yuntian screamed as his eyes turned even redder.

"Consider them? What are you thinking of them for? Can they give me silver taels? Can you help me get promoted? No! "Other than waiting outside the Jiang manor for food every day, they can do nothing else!" Jiang Yu sneered and stood up. He leaned his body against Bu Yuntian's sword and coldly said.

Perhaps Jiang Yu's words were not wrong, it was just that his thoughts were too resentful, which caused him to make the wrong decision.

"They are just ordinary people." In the end, Bu Yuntian didn't dare to stab him. The person in front of him was still the same person he saw a few months ago.

"Humph!" Jiang Yu raised his hand and attacked him. He did not want Bu Yuntian to miss the opportunity when he made his move.

Bu Yuntian's first reaction was to raise his hand to block the attack. When the two clashed, Bu Yuntian felt a deep sense of betrayal. It was a betrayal that originated from the person he was closest to.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them exchanged a few more moves. In the end, the Jiang Han Dynasty was still a dynasty, and Bu Yuntian was living his life in the martial arts world.

Jiang Yu was forced back again and again. Bu Yuntian pressed him down on the edge of the table and placed the blade of the sword near his throat. He leaned over and asked, "Are you lying to me about that Mo Gu Han's matter?"

Jiang Yu closed his eyes and leaned back. He didn't want to die like this and didn't answer. However, Bu Yuntian was ridiculing you from his expression.

"Good, very good." Bu Yuntian gritted his teeth as he spoke. He let go and moved the sword to his chest, stabbing it in with his red eyes.

Hot blood sprayed onto their faces and clothes, but Bu Yuntian didn't wipe them away. He even touched their faces and looked at Bu Yuntian with a smile without saying anything.