113: Ignorant and shameless

"Sword Immortal......"

Fang Ruhui's pupils constricted, and his body trembled slightly, but he still shook his head and said, "Why does This Young Master speak such nonsense? The Sword Immortals of Great Xia are all famous, and Xie Weilou has never heard of any Sword Immortal Li Taibai."

"Is that so? Then you are ignorant and shameless."

Xie Weilou sneered.

Changsun Qi stared coldly at Fang Ruhui and said in a deep voice, "Guards! Throw this man out."

Fang Ruhui immediately said, "My poem was plagiarized, and I came here to seek justice. What wrong have I done? Is Grandfather Changsun also unable to distinguish right from wrong?"

Changsun Qi's expression darkened, but he still looked at Xie Weilou with hesitation: "This Young Master... what do you think..."

Xie Weilou stood up, looked at Fang Ruhui, and said with a faint smile, "You say, what right does an unknown person like you have to clamor in front of This Young Master? But since you just said that Grandfather Changsun is unable to distinguish right from wrong, This Xie must do something, otherwise, where would Grandfather Changsun's dignity be? Since you claim this is your only poem, then today This Xie will recite a few more masterpieces by Sword Immortal Li Taibai, and everyone can see whether this poem is truly your work."

Fang Ruhui's gaze sharpened, and he said in a deep voice, "Then Xie Weilou would like to see it."

Xie Weilou picked up his wine cup and said indifferently, "Listen carefully! The first one, 'A Knight-Errant's Journey': Ten steps, a life taken; A thousand miles, no trace left. With a flick of the sleeves, the deed is done; Deeply hidden, both self and name."

"This poem is full of murderous intent, indeed like the work of a swordsman. If a Sword Immortal wrote such a poem, it would be understandable."

"That's right, the previous White Jade Capital, and this poem have many similarities; both are grand and majestic, with an imposing aura. They should be by the same person."

"Sword Immortal Li Taibai? I'm starting to believe Young Lord Xie's words. How could such a masterpiece be created by anyone other than a peerless Sword Immortal?"

"But I've never heard of a Li Taibai in Great Xia?"

"Must a Sword Immortal be from Great Xia? How vast is the world? Can you claim to know all the strong cultivators in the world?"

Everyone gazed at Xie Weilou.

Fang Ruhui and Yan Zhiche's expressions were a bit unnatural.

Xie Weilou smiled faintly and said, "The second one, 'Staying Overnight at a Mountain Temple': The perilous tower, a hundred feet high; One can pluck stars by hand. Dare not speak loudly, lest the heavenly beings be startled."

"Hiss! It's too similar to the White Jade Capital poem."

"An immortal caressed my head, granting me eternal life; Dare not speak loudly, lest the heavenly beings be startled. Even a powerful Sword Immortal shows reverence for the immortals in heaven."

"All three poems are by a Sword Immortal, absolutely no doubt. What is this Fang Ruhui even?"

Everyone said with shocked expressions.

The style is so similar, it's 100% from the same person. On the contrary, this Fang Ruhui, not knowing his place, actually claimed a Sword Immortal's work as his own. Is he tired of living?

Xie Weilou looked at Fang Ruhui and said indifferently, "Are these two from your hand, you 'Poem Maniac'? If so, I also copied a few other poems by the Sword Immortal. Do you want to hear them?"

Fang Ruhui's face turned pale, and he subconsciously took a step back: "I... I..."

Bang!

Yan Junlin slammed his palm on the table, glaring at Fang Ruhui and saying, "You insolent wretch! You just said you only wrote one poem, and now Brother Xie has recited two Sword Immortal masterpieces. Now I want to ask you how you explain this?"

Fang Ruhui looked terrified and subconsciously looked at Yan Zhiche.

Yan Zhiche said angrily, "Impudent! You... you actually dared to deceive This Young Master! Didn't you say Young Lord Xie's poem was plagiarized from you?"

Xie Weilou stared at Fang Ruhui: "This Young Master now asks you, are these three poems from your hand?"

Fang Ruhui immediately knelt down, trembling as he said, "This Young Master, this is a misunderstanding. Yan Zhiche dragged me here. He told me to slander you..."

Yan Zhiche immediately said, "It wasn't me! He's talking nonsense."

"Slander This Young Master? Then it's simple. Die!"

Xie Weilou said indifferently.

Yan Junlin said coldly, "Drag this dog out and behead him!"

A guard immediately stepped forward and directly apprehended Fang Ruhui.

Fang Ruhui looked terrified and quickly said, "Young Master Yan, save me."

"Hmph! You are glib-tongued and dared to scheme against This Young Master. You truly deserve to die."

Yan Zhiche snorted coldly.

Fang Ruhui was dragged away.

"Ah... Yan Zhiche, I'll curse your mother!"

Fang Ruhui let out an angry roar.

Splat!

Outside, there was silence!

Yan Junlin bowed to Changsun Qi and said, "Grandfather, I am truly sorry! To have blood spilled at your birthday banquet, I am truly sorry."

Changsun Qi smiled and said, "Blood is also a kind of red, also auspicious, no matter! What's more, this time Young Lord Xie was slandered, it is also Xie Weilou's fault for allowing such riff-raff to enter."

Yan Junlin nodded slightly: "In that case, This Prince is relieved."

He glared coldly at Yan Zhiche and said, "Repeatedly provoking, your guts are not small. Today, I will break one of your legs to teach you a lesson!"

Boom!

After speaking, he struck out with a palm.

Bang!

Yan Zhiche's leg was instantly shattered.

"Ah..."

Yan Zhiche fell to the ground, letting out a horrific scream.

"Drag him out."

Yan Wuhai said indifferently.

A guard from the Changsun family immediately stepped forward and dragged Yan Zhiche out.

Hum!

At this moment, the music on the stage became more urgent, and the dancing girls' movements grew faster and faster.

Poof!

Suddenly, the candles in the hall instantly extinguished.

"What's going on?"

The people in the hall were startled.

On the stage, a dancing girl's eyes turned sharp, and she immediately lunged at Xie Weilou. A dagger appeared and directly stabbed towards Xie Weilou's neck.

"How dare you!"

Yan Wuhai's guard suddenly drew his sword and slashed at the dancing girl.

The other dancing girls moved, immediately blocking the guard's path.

Yan Junlin reached out and clamped the dancing girl's dagger, then flicked it with his finger.

Bang!

The dancing girl was forced back.

Yan Wuhai raised an eyebrow, waved his hand, and the candles in the hall lit up again.

"This..."

Everyone saw the scene in the hall and couldn't help but be startled.

Changsun Ming stared at the dancing girls, his face extremely grim, and was about to give an order, but saw Changsun Qi subtly shake his head.

Yan Wuhai looked at Xie Weilou, only to see Xie Weilou sitting in place with a pale face, as if he had been frightened.

Boom!

Yan Wuhai struck out with a palm, and all the dancing girls present were blasted into dust by his single palm.

Yan Junlin immediately stood up and glared at Yan Wuhai: "Yan Wuhai, you... you actually dared to let your people assassinate Brother Xie..."

"......"

Xie Weilou looked at Yan Wuhai, a hint of anger appearing on his pale face. He subconsciously clenched his fists.

Yan Wuhai was silent for a second, then said to Xie Weilou, "Brother Xie, I'm not an idiot. How could I let someone assassinate you here?"

Yan Junlin said angrily, "Still quibbling? I thought that dancing girl looked familiar earlier. She's from your Wuya Pavilion, isn't she? If This Prince hadn't reacted quickly just now, Brother Xie would have lost his life. You acted so fast just now, directly killing her to silence her. What are you afraid of?"

Xie Weilou stared intently at Yan Wuhai: "Second Prince, what grudge do I have with you?"

Yan Wuhai took a deep breath and cupped his fists to Xie Weilou: "Brother Xie, this matter truly has nothing to do with Xie Weilou. Don't worry, This Prince will definitely find the mastermind and have them cut into a thousand pieces!"

He gave Yan Junlin a cold glance.

Xie Weilou stood up and waved his hand, saying, "This Young Master only came here for a free meal. If I spoke carelessly and offended anyone present, I hope you will forgive me. This Young Master will take his leave now!"

With that, he walked out of the main hall with a grim face, in a hurry.

Yan Junlin quickly stood up and bowed to Changsun Qi: "Grandfather, I have some matters, so I will take my leave first!"

"Farewell, First Prince!"

Changsun Qi said in a deep voice.

In his heart, however, he was sighing, "Yan Junlin, what a move!"

Clearly, he believed this matter was related to Yan Junlin.

"Xie Weilou, what an actor!"

Su Muxue sighed inwardly.

"Xie Weilou, just a good-for-nothing."

Miss Grandson Zhirou sneered repeatedly. A mere assassination made Xie Weilou so flustered. He truly was useless.

Yan Wuhai looked at Changsun Qi: "Grandfather, I will also withdraw!"

There were Woodworms in Wuya Pavilion that needed to be cleaned up.

Previously, the Tianya Sword was stolen, which was done by Yan Junlin's subordinates. But without an inside accomplice, how could the Tianya Sword have been stolen?