279: Old Things

"What Jianghu rumors are you talking about? How come I don't know?" Nan Qingyue was puzzled, not understanding what he was referring to at all.

However, the old man fell silent and did not speak directly.

In truth, rumors in the Jianghu did not appear out of thin air. The old man believed that something must have happened.

Otherwise, so much news wouldn't be spreading throughout the entire Jianghu.

"You don't know?" The old man smiled slightly and took a sharp breath.

Then, the old man refilled two cups of tea. At that moment, he reached out and pushed one of the cups in front of Nan Qingyue.

The old man reached out again, making a gesture of invitation.

"How about you explain it more clearly? Otherwise, I really won't know." This time, Nan Qingyue was not polite; she picked up the teacup from the table and took a light sip of the tea.

Nan Qingyue looked quite leisurely, as if she had already forgotten everything.

Just a moment ago, this old man had almost killed Nan Qingyue, but now, that feeling of unfamiliarity was gone.

"Old man, can you speak now?" Nan Qingyue was slightly dazed for a moment before she turned back to look at the old man.

Nan Qingyue had a feeling that perhaps this old man still didn't want to speak.

He might be using this method to hide something.

Of course, this was something Nan Qingyue didn't know for sure.

"No rush, no rush." The old man smiled slightly. "Little girl, let me ask you, how is this tea?"

"Tea? I don't understand tea; I can't tell anything from it." Nan Qingyue smiled; she was no longer afraid of this old man.

Nan Qingyue now had a calm expression as she raised her head to look at the old man beside her.

The old man nodded. "Yes, young people don't understand tea. When I was young, I didn't understand it either. However, it's fine not to understand now, but it won't do to not understand in the future."

After hearing these words, Nan Qingyue became even more curious.

What exactly were this old man's intentions? Why would he say such things?

Could it be that the old man had other hidden motives?

"Old man, didn't you say earlier that you wanted to know the news about that rumor? I've already told you. Shouldn't you let us go now?" Nan Qingyue's face darkened as she looked up at the old man.

At this moment, a cold light flashed in Nan Qingyue's eyes as she stared intently at the old man.

The old man had said before that as long as he cleared up those rumors, he would let Nan Qingyue and Situ Jiu go.

However, the old man had already asked what he wanted to ask, and Nan Qingyue had already answered.

Yet, the old man still had no intention of letting Nan Qingyue go. A cold light flashed in his eyes, and at that moment...

The old man suddenly spoke, "I won't go back on what I've said. Before I fully understand the rumors, I won't let you leave."

"Of course, you don't need to worry about Situ Jiu's life or death. He is doing very well now and is in no danger at all."

"Furthermore, once I know what I want to know, I will definitely let you go."

"And I certainly won't take your life."

Hearing this, Nan Qingyue felt even more helpless.

After a long time, Nan Qingyue let out a long sigh, a cold light flashing in her eyes. If there were any other way, she wouldn't be like this.

"Fine, then hurry up and ask. If I know, I will definitely tell you." Nan Qingyue's pupils constricted sharply. "As long as you can let Situ Jiu go."

"You little girl, you're truly strange. I really didn't expect you to be such a person of deep sentiment and righteousness." The old man found this somewhat interesting.

A female Disciple of the Divine Sword Sect... her character was quite good.

Speaking of which, there really was a shadow of Baiyi Luo in her. But this was even stranger; rumors said Baiyi Luo had died long ago.

So this little girl shouldn't be Baiyi Luo's Disciple. Whose Disciple could she be?

"I want to ask you one more thing. Was Baiyi Luo harmed long ago? Has Wei Donghai been in charge of the Divine Sword Sect all these years?" The old man's eyes lit up as he suddenly thought of this matter.

And it was at this moment...

Nan Qingyue turned around and first took a look at the old man.

Then, Nan Qingyue remained silent for a long time before she finally snapped out of it.

"I don't know about Baiyi Luo's affairs, but my Master should know. My Master's Master is Senior Baiyi Luo." Nan Qingyue revealed this important piece of information.

When the old man heard this, his eyes lit up, and a cold light flashed within them.

And it was at this moment...

The old man suddenly turned his head, looking quite excited.

"Are you saying that your Master's Master is Baiyi Luo?" The old man came to his senses. "Then you are Baiyi Luo's grand-Disciple?"

"Grand-Disciple or whatever, can you not say it like that? It sounds so unpleasant." Nan Qingyue was quite helpless and let out a long sigh.

In truth, Nan Qingyue only recognized Li Changfeng as her Master and didn't care to acknowledge any Grandmaster.

Although Baiyi Luo's strength was great, to Nan Qingyue, she wasn't that important.

In Nan Qingyue's heart, there was only Li Changfeng. She only wanted to protect her Master, and that was all.

"Alright, then tell me, who is this Master of yours? If there's a chance, I'd like to meet him." The old man suddenly said these words.

However, when Nan Qingyue heard this, her heart became even more suspicious.

What exactly does this old man want to do? Why does he want to meet Master?

Could there be something between the old man and her Master!

It couldn't be that they are enemies, right?

If that were the case, it would be terrible.

"My Master is the most powerful person in the world. But why should I tell you?" Nan Qingyue's face darkened, and a cold light flashed in her eyes.

Nan Qingyue's gaze narrowed as she stared intently at the old man.

In fact, Nan Qingyue was quite indignant. She snorted coldly, "Besides, I still don't know who you are, what your purpose is, or why you're asking these things."

"In case you're trying to deal with the Divine Sword Sect, I won't say a word about these matters."

"Do you really take me for a fool?"

Nan Qingyue's face was dark as she clenched her fists tightly.

At this moment, the old man felt a bit displeased and even more helpless.

This little girl was truly too shrewd; he couldn't deceive her at all.

The old man took a deep breath to calm himself down, then he picked up the teacup beside him and took a light sip.

Only then did the old man nod with satisfaction.

"Actually, I can tell you, but you must remember to keep it a secret." The old man's eyes lit up as he turned back to look at Nan Qingyue.

The old man naturally knew what he was doing and didn't want to invite any unnecessary trouble.

"Fine, then tell me." Nan Qingyue nodded. "Who are you? Where is this place? What exactly are you trying to do!"

"I can keep a secret, but you have to tell me all of these things."

Nan Qingyue was not one to dawdle; she directly asked what she wanted to know.

Dongxiang Thirteenth Long Street... this place was very strange to begin with.

Nan Qingyue wanted to figure it out, which in itself was not wrong.

Perhaps for Nan Qingyue, she wanted to understand things for herself and didn't want to continue on in a muddle. This place was unfamiliar, and if she didn't know anything...

Nan Qingyue would truly break down. She had been far too muddled lately.

"Alright, then I can tell you." The old man smiled slightly. He first took a sip of tea and then nodded.

"Actually, I had some friendship with your Divine Sword Sect's Sect Master, Baiyi Luo. However, decades ago, Baiyi Luo suddenly perished. It turns out she wasn't dead; she was just murdered by Wei Donghai."

"But the heavens truly did not want to destroy the Divine Sword Sect. Fortunately, Baiyi Luo didn't die but fell down a cliff and even took a Disciple."

The old man shook his head as he reached this point. In truth, this news was not good news for him.

However, it had already happened, and there was nothing that could be done now.

Thus, the old man let out a long sigh, feeling quite helpless himself.

Tang Sect in Yunzhou City.

The New Year was approaching, and the Tang Family was making preparations.

Envoys from the Immortal Country and people from Mulan Manor had respectively come to the Tang Mansion, but something happened that very night.

The rumor that Tang Familys Old Master had been taken away by Mulan Manor had already become known to everyone in the city.

"Have you heard? The envoy from the Immortal Country actually died at the Tang Family, and the people from Mulan Manor directly took Tang Familys Old Master away."

"Is it true? Are the people from Mulan Manor that arrogant?"

"Isn't it so? The people from Mulan Manor even killed the Immortal Country's envoy. Once this matter comes out, a great war is bound to break out between the Immortal Country and Mulan Manor."

"Who knows? After all, it's a matter between the Immortal Country and Mulan Manor. We can't say anything."

The commoners of Yunzhou City had already spread this matter far and wide.

In an instant, everyone knew about Mulan Manor's actions in Yunzhou City.

After Tang Familys Old Master was taken away, the Tang Sect was left without a Sect Master. The Tang Sect could not go a single day without a leader. Tang Eleven was the Young Lord of the Tang Family, so it was reasonable for him to inherit the position of Tang Sect's Sect Master.

And this Mulan Manor... first they moved against the Jiang Manor, and then the Tang Family. This time, their goal was quite clear.

In the past few months, Mulan Manor had successively moved against various major Immortal Gate families. This was unavoidable, as they aimed to become the head of the Immortal Gate Hundred Families.

"Young Master, are you there?" A Tang Family Disciple stepped lightly to Tang Eleven's room and reached out to knock gently on his door.

"What is it?" Tang Eleven turned back, his brow furrowed.

Today, to mark Tang Eleven becoming the Tang Sect's Sect Master, the Disciples in the mansion were holding a ceremony in the Tang Mansion. Once this ceremony was officially completed, Tang Eleven could take his position.

However, on such an important day, Tang Eleven was hiding in his room with a face full of sorrow, seemingly preoccupied with heavy thoughts.

"Young Master, you should go to the banquet now." The Tang Sect Disciple spoke with great respect. "The Elders outside are all waiting. Young Master, please come out quickly."