141: The Pavilion Master is proud and majestic

By the time he chased out of the Yang family, his son had already disappeared.

He stomped his foot and glanced at the Yang family.

He wanted to go in, but the Yang family’s gate was heavily shut.

Without his son’s connection, the Yang family would not give him Face and directly shut him out.

Looking at the Dragon Abyss Nine Dynasties Sword on the table, Yang Yi smiled bitterly and said to Yang Ming, “Go find Zhong Mingyi.”

Yang Ming nodded and quickly went out.

He was also afraid that Zhong Mingyi might do something rash, like commit suicide again.

That guy was capable of anything.

After circling outside for a while, he didn't find Zhong Mingyi.

Yang Ming then ordered the Yang family members to search for him.

The Yang family members were still somewhat reluctant.

Why search for someone who betrayed the Yang family in its time of crisis?

However, Yang Ming had given the order, so everyone could only pretend to search outside for a while.

In reality, they were just loitering outside, listening to what people around them were saying about the Yang family.

As for Zhong Mingyi, they didn't care at all.

Even if they saw him, they wouldn't call him over, much less try to make him stay.

When Yang Ming returned to the council hall, Haitang had already left, and Yue Lingxin had returned to her residence.

Only Yang Yi was sitting alone on the main seat, holding a teacup in his right hand, frozen there, lost in thought.

Yang Ming didn't dare to disturb him and quietly retreated.

The next morning, Yue Lingxin came bouncing to find Yang Yi.

Her eyes blinked, very adorable, but she seemed to have become mute, only looking at Yang Yi without saying a word.

Yang Yi was unnerved by her gaze, his hands trembling while eating.

He didn't know what this girl meant.

After finishing the meal, someone came to clear their dishes.

While tidying up, Yue Lingxin finally changed her posture, resting her chin on her hands, still staring at Yang Yi.

Yang Yi pursed his lips, thinking she had been ambushed.

He waved his hand in front of her, “Are you alright? Why do you seem a bit silly?”

Zhong Mingyi rolled her eyes heavily, still not speaking.

As Yang Yi turned to leave, a slight smile appeared on his Face, preparing to return to his room.

Just then, Zhong Mingyi finally spoke, “Yang Yi, did you forget something?”

“What is it?” Yang Yi didn't turn around, asking from where he stood.

Yue Lingxin gritted her teeth and jumped in front of Yang Yi, glaring with wide eyes, hands on her hips, and said indignantly, “What do you mean 'what thing'?

Of course, it’s the Yellow-Rank Bloodline!

Didn’t you promise to give me a Yellow-Rank Bloodline? Why aren’t you giving it to me yet?”

Yang Yi knew this little girl’s strange behavior didn't mean anything good; it was for the Yellow-Rank Bloodline.

Yang Yi was about to give it to him, but Yue Lingxin was already impatient.

“Don’t you dare go back on your word!

Haitang can testify for me.

Quickly give me the item so I can go back and report.”

“Aren’t you staying a few more days?”

Yang Yi sincerely tried to make her stay.

Yue Lingxin shook her head firmly, refusing to stay there.

The longer she stayed, the longer Yang Yi would drag it out.

Who knew what would happen tomorrow?

The matter with Diancang Sect hadn't been resolved yet.

If something unexpected happened, all her efforts would be in vain.

Yang Yi gave the Yellow-Rank Bloodline to Yue Lingxin.

Yue Lingxin blinked, staring at the Yellow-Rank Bloodline in her hand, examining it for a long time, unsure if it was real or fake.

Given Yang Yi’s past actions, she thought he might be deceiving her.

She returned the Yellow-Rank Bloodline to Yang Yi in front of him, telling him to wait there while she went to ask Haitang for help.

However, she didn't say that out loud.

Instead, she said she wanted Haitang to also see the Yellow-Rank Bloodline.

Then, the girl took off running, not giving Yang Yi any chance to stop her.

Helpless, Yang Yi could only wait in the courtyard.

Fortunately, the two arrived shortly.

Yue Lingxin walked up to Yang Yi, arm in arm with Haitang, and extended her fair, tender hand, “Give it to me.”

Yang Yi glanced at her, seemingly understanding the girl’s intention.

He directly handed the Yellow-Rank Bloodline to Haitang, who was standing beside him.

This infuriated Yue Lingxin.

She jumped up, trying to get the Yellow-Rank Bloodline back, but unfortunately, she was a head shorter than Yang Yi.

Unless she used her Qi to leap up, she simply couldn't reach it.

Puffing with anger, she went to Haitang and whispered, “This thing isn’t fake, is it?”

Although her voice was very low, Yang Yi heard it clearly.

He snorted coldly and directly closed the door and went in.

Yue Lingxin, still feeling apprehensive, quietly tugged at Haitang’s sleeve with her small hand, “He won’t be angry, will he?”

“Angry about what? You didn’t do anything wrong.”

Haitang carefully examined the Yellow-Rank Bloodline, confirmed it was genuine, and then handed it to Yue Lingxin, telling her to quickly return to the Sect to report.

Yue Lingxin still wanted to play here for a few more days, but carrying such a valuable treasure, she could only bid farewell to Yang Yi.

Before she left, Yang Yi reminded her to be careful on the road, preferably not to stop, and to return directly to Luoyue Sect.

He also told her not to talk to strangers.

Yue Lingxin waved her hand impatiently, “I know, I know.

Do you think I’m a child?”

Leaving these words, she departed.

Watching her disappearing back, Yang Yi was still worried.

He said to Haitang beside him, “Why don’t you follow her?

What if she gets lost halfway?

They might think I stole it.”

“Are you concerned about her, or are you worried about yourself?”

Haitang shook her head helplessly, but ultimately returned with Yue Lingxin.

When the two returned to Luoyue Sect and explained the situation to everyone, everyone secretly applauded and were shocked by Yang Yi’s strength.

After chatting for a while, Haitang frowned and said to the Sect Leader of Luo Yue, “This matter is not over yet.

We probably need to discuss things with the Diancang Sect again.

I plan to go there.

I wonder if you are interested in coming along.”

“Since I took that guy’s item, I naturally have to make a trip for him.”

The Sect Leader of Luo Yue was somewhat helpless.

When the two arrived at Diancang Sect, Diancang Sect was already draped in white, holding a funeral for Wang Xifeng.

Apart from their own Sect members, they did not invite people from other Sects.

However, those who learned of the matter still sent representatives to mourn Wang Xifeng.

As Wang Xifeng’s good friend Cang Jiuzhou, who had grown up with him, he naturally came.

However, he showed no signs of sadness and would occasionally joke with people.

Haitang and the Sect Leader of Luo Yue’s arrival slightly surprised everyone.

The people of Diancang Sect glared at them angrily.

If it weren't for these two interfering, Wang Xifeng would not have died.

However, not everyone disliked them.

At least more than half of the Diancang Sect members were quite welcoming to them.