Chapter 80

Chapter 80

Ji Han is stunned a moment, then suddenly understands Zhao Jiangui's statement, that perhaps he's speaking to him.

That day he had spoken with Zhao Jiangui, that his sword technique is completely without defensive maneuvers, wholly killing intent. And also it was rumored in Jianghu, his sword is a sword for killing, Zhao Jiangui's sword, is a sword of justice.

He hadn't thought Zhao Jiangui would seriously say this to him. Generally speaking of how this sword became famous, he can't help thinking in his head that it's somewhat funny, however it's also somewhat intense, staring at Zhao Jiangui fighting Yan Daifu. He realizes abruptly some people have already rushed to surround the area.

He doesn't know those people at all, only making out that they've been trained, their weapons are excellent. He had been somewhat on guard, however spying Xiao Lin sticking his head out to look around amongst them in the back, he soon releases a breath, concentration returning to watch Zhao Jiangui.

Yan Daifu, however, is checking the condition of Ji Han's injuries with a move of the sword, honestly he's let him off easy, meeting hands with Zhao Jiangui a moment, and already at a disadvantage. On the side, Yan Buhuo senses the unfavorable change, soon demanding the rest of the Demon Sect strike.

The people standing on the side have already circled up.

Although their wugong can't be compared to a Jianghu master, they have a solid foundation in their training, and they fit together without gaps. Standing at Xiao Lin's side, that young man wearing long crow-black clothes seems to be their boss. The sounds of a few orders fall, the meaning falls swift as the wind on the troops.

He had vaguely guessed who these people before his eyes really were.

Gradually both sides are stuck at an impasse. Ji Han turns his head to see Wei Qi's people are still stunned, and he can't help wrinkling his brows, calling out loudly, "Wei Qi!"

Wei Qi and Hua Hufa get it, leading the sect members into battle.

The situation has been decided.

Waiting for Yan Buhuo's people to dwindle, Zhao Jiangui rushes directly into the sword, taking Ji Han's place to staunch the bleeding, but that youth in crow-black robes stands in for the Haoran Alliance Leader's people releasing acupoints. Mengzhu himself is extremely thankful, inquiring, "We're fortunate a young hero raised his hand to save us, but I don't know the young hero's honorable name."

That youth smiles faintly, saying, "I dare not accept the honor, this one is Wen Jingshan."

He sees Mengzhu's people appear to not know who Wen Jingshan is, soon amending the statement, "Zhao Jiangui is my shixiong."

Mengzhu is somewhat dazed a moment, expression changing slightly.

Ji Han also frowns, saying, "Then are you er-shidi?"

Zhao Jiangui asks, "You know him?"

Ji Han, "You once mentioned...he's in the special police force?"

Zhao Jiangui nods, "He is."

Ji Han is silent without speech.

Those in Jianghu, most dislike being involved with the court's affairs, if there's someone in Jianghu willingly ordered around by the court, when they speak of this person the're unavoidably named a lackey or thug. Those forced to be reliant on the imperial court are just a shameless and subservient people. Wen Jingshan belongs to the imperial court, it's nothing serious, but this time the Haoran Alliance has been rescued by him, and that's really just extremely harmful to their sense of face.

This kind of thing can be major or minor. If it's not handled well, Zhao Jiangui may also be implicated in it.

Wen Jingshan himself is well-aware, not giving much regard to Mengzhu's greeting. He instead goes to Zhao Jiangui's side, a lukewarm smile towards Ji Han, asking Zhao Jiangui, "Shixiong, how should these two people be taken care of."

Naturally he's speaking of the two, Yan Buhuo and Yan Daifu.

At this time, there are three parties in power here. No matter who they're handed to, how they're punished, all will be displeased. It's rather a thorny predicament.

Mengzhu says, "Of course these evil traitors should be executed on the spot, set it straight!"

Ji Han is still silent and unspeaking.

Wen Jingshan only smilingly looks at Zhao Jiangui, seeming to await his decision.

Yan Buhuo heard Menzhu's words, and somewhat frantic, he hurriedly opens his mouth to say, "Han'er! I am your father!"

Zhao Jiangui says coldly, "When you set a trap to kill him, you can no longer regard yourself as his father."

Now it seems, it's likely Yan Buhuo had already begun scheming during Ji Han's childhood. He taught Ji Han in swordsmanship, however he had wanted to make an axe for cutting brambles, good for clearing the way for his own son.

Yan Buhuo is left at a loss for words.

Although Ji Han hates him, he still doesn't have the heart to do it himself. Zhao Jiangui knows his feelings, and he also knows that if Yan Buhuo fell to the Demon Sect it would only would cause Ji Han problems, but falling to righteous hands is going against the Demon Sect's face. Yan Buhuo will undoubtedly die. Thinking on it, he's forced to open his mouth and say, "Shidi, in that case they should be handed over to you."

Wen Jingshan smiles, "Shixiong, this would be a great gift for me."

The court had long held the intention of reorganizing Jianghu, the former Demon Sect Leader is indeed a great gift.

Ji Han frowns slightly, however a word doesn't come.

Mengzhu has become even more unhappy.

He shouts, "Zhao Jiangui, you cannot forget your position."

Everyone surrounding them is talking excitedly.

They still remember that Zhao Jiangui had killed Mengzhu's top disciple and the matter of betraying them and entering the Demon Sect, it's inevitable that they're now returning somewhat spiritlessly.

Ji Han glances at him, saying, "I'm already the sect leader now, after this I won't encroach a bit on the Haoran Alliance again."

Everyone realizes his meaning.

Ji Han says, "These events coming out of the sect, I don't know how many accidents. I fear I must rush back to the sect this very night..."

He lifts his eyes to look at Zhao Jiangui, that meaning, hoping he will return together with him.

Zhao Jiangui gazes at Ji Han, helplessly saying, "My shifu knew these things, he... He punishes me with three months of reflection up on the mountain."

Ji Han frowns.

Zhao Jiangui abruptly presses his voice down, like whispering in his ear as he laughs lowly and says, "He also invites you to come drink a cup of tea after three months."