Chapter 73

Chapter 73

Wei Qi retreats to the wall, following a few people with his eyes as they go to enter Ji Han's room.

Ji Han has always been extremely respectful towards the old sect leader. He watches Yan Buhuo enter, standing up as well, and salutes him deferentially, calling the word "yifu." He turns a blind eye to Yan Daifu at Yan Buhuo's side however.

Yan Buhuo's complexion is faintly gloomy. He arrives and takes a seat, opens his mouth to speak, "Han'er, this is your xiongzhang.*"

The person indicated is, of course, Yan Daifu at his side.

Ji Han knits his brows slightly, however he still hasn't opened his mouth.

Yan Buhuo is already somewhat annoyed.

"Since that day evildoers came to assassinate this father and I received serious injuries, I soon felt sending your xiongzhang away that year was wrong." Yan Buhuo says, "It can be assumed this father should finally enjoy his life in his later years, so I had him brought back secretly. You're already the sect leader these days, if you have your xiongdi* to assist you once or twice by your side, it'll also be a little less complicated."

Ji Han doesn't speak.

Yan Buhuo continues, "This father knows your heart holds a grudge. I didn't allow you to play together with him in childhood, only wishing you might lack distractions in your mind. If it weren't this way, how could you have such success today."

He lowers his brows, gazing at Ji Han, as if looking at his own child who doesn't understand matters. The expression on his face is extremely kind.

Ji Han is forced to swallow his resentment down into his stomach, slightly lowers his head towards Yan Daifu, calling the word xiongzhang.

Yan Buhuo is extremely pleased.

With deep concern, he carefully inquires about the sect's relief troops in the martial world conference and their strategy, extremely concerned towards Ji Han.

After Zhao Jiangui passed on news to the Haoran Alliance, they already scouted the Haoran Alliance's ability to ascend the mountain from the small path there, easy for the Demon Sect's members to block the road and wipe them out in one move.

This is basically the report that he deliberately revealed to Zhao Jiangui, but a plan is just a plan. Wait for all of the Haoran Alliance to enter the sheep's intestine of a little path, the sect will ambush them from both sides, and they're once again without a way out.

In the Haoran Alliance that type of master like Zhao Jiangui aren't actually many, even though there are no few people with outstanding wugong. Ji Han worries quite a lot, unwilling to make a move rashly. However, Yan Buhuo says he will bring the remainder of the sect's trusted aides following over soon after. Now Ji Han is the Demon Sect Leader, the first people are brought in as bait, thoroughly tempting the enemy, Yan Buhuo once more outflanks them from behind. Presumably those righteous masters will have no way to escape even if they have enormous ability, and the Haoran Alliance will be defeated in this raid.

Ji Han is watching Yan Buhuo.

When he sees Yan Buhuo speak out these words, his expression is clearly quite troubled, urging him again and again to be careful by all means, how to get good results, he mustn't pay attention to not harming lives. And beside Yan Buhuo, that damn brother wears a gloomy face from start to finish, almost to the point that one doesn't want to look at him directly, seeming as if Ji Han owes him several million taels of silver.

Right, Ji Han suddenly remembers, he owes him the position of sect leader.

Yan Buhuo clearly sets out the plan in detail, then leaves together with Yan Daifu.

Before leaving, Yan Buhuo urges Ji Han to rest properly, saying his body is still injured, that he mustn't catch another cold.

This manner is already unlike his old self a few days before.

Waiting until they leave, Wei Qi steals inside once again from outside the door.

Originally as he had just been standing outside the door without leaving, Yan Buhuo appeared to see him, but never made him leave. It can be assumed he doesn't plan to conceal this matter any longer.

Ji Han asks, "Did you hear everything?"

Wei Qi nods, "Yes."

Each of the two goes quiet.

Ji Han also asks him, "I see you have very fond feelings for Yu Xian'er, however I don't know how you met him."

This question is so completely unrelated to what they had just been talking about, although Wei Qi is somewhat surprised, he's also slightly red in the face as he awkwardly replies, "There was one day, I traveled to Qinhuai with some of the hall brothers, saw a brightly painted pleasure boat on the river, he...he was inside..."

Ji Han says, "He really likes you."

Wei Qi scratches his head in embarrassment.

Ji Han says abruptly, "At the time of the martial world conference, you don't need to follow."

Wei Qi is stunned.

Ji Han clasps his hands behind his back and turns away, "If there's nothing else, you can return first."

Wei Qi furrows his brows, seems to think of the wording, then opens his mouth and says, "Zhao Daxia really likes you, too."

Ji Han, "..."

Wei Qi says, "In any case, of course this subordinate will go to the martial world conference."

Ji Han is silent for a long while, he feels he already seems unable to breathe under the pressure of these chaotic events. He doesn't want it to be like this, however he also doesn't know what would be best.

Wei Qi calls in a low voice, "Jiaozhu..."

Ji Han forces out, "Do as you please."

"Although Zhao Daxia was putting on an act in the beginning, he compensated for it all a long time ago." Wei Qi hesitates and says, "If Jiaozhu had some kind of accident, he would feel quite saddened the same way."

Ji Han's tone is harsh, "I know."

He still doesn't like other people speaking frankly about his relationship with Zhao Jiangui. He doesn't know at all what kind of moodiness this is. It's possibly indignance towards Zhao Jiangui for fooling him and omitting things, it's also possibly just pure shame and anger.

Luckily, he never begrudged the other party. The righteous and evil are like this, they bear their respective positions. They have no choice but to do some things that go against the feelings in their hearts. Under these kinds of circumstances, he's very capable of understanding the pressure of the burdens on Zhao Jiangui's shoulders.

Wei Qi's expression is complex, wanting to speak but hesitant. He finally just gives a salute towards Ji Han, then continues his retreat.

Ji Han circles back behind the table, the map delivered by the spy is spread out on the desk. He's looked it over himself countless times, heading into Baicang Mountain's terrain, it's almost entirely engraved into his mind.

A candle light glows faintly on the desk.

Ji Han suddenly remembers.

The martial world conference, it's tomorrow.