66: Duan Zhengchun: You think I'm being too nice to you?

Duan Zhengchun wouldn't let this chance slip; Zhang Wuji had backstabbed him earlier, so how could he let Zhang Wuji's plan succeed now?

This Zhang Wuji was completely different from the one he knew.

He was incredibly petty; even though Duan Zhengchun had saved his life, not only was he ungrateful, but he also opposed him at every turn.

Did he really think that because of A Li, Duan Zhengchun wouldn't kill him?

Then he thought too highly of himself.

No one could threaten him, no one at all.

Sure enough, hearing Duan Zhengchun's words, the expressions of everyone present changed.

Zhang Wuji's expression was even more unsightly as he looked at Duan Zhengchun with a cold gaze.

"Whose side are you on? What do you mean by reminding them now?" Zhang Wuji said angrily.

"Quit your yapping. Did I fucking give you Face or what?"

"Why didn't you say anything when you were exposing my secrets just now? Why didn't you mention that I saved your life before I even arrived?"

"It's fine if you aren't grateful for me saving your life; I don't care, I was only doing it as a favor to someone else."

"You've been constantly opposing me, and now that I've said just one thing, you're here whining. Do you really think I don't dare to kill you?"

Hearing Zhang Wuji's words, Duan Zhengchun was instantly enraged.

Ignoring his image, he directly lashed out.

This Zhang Wuji was too fucking hypocritical with his double standards.

Toward enemies, he was kind and amiable, but toward his own people, he'd fucking stab them in the back.

He was too damn despicable; Duan Zhengchun had never seen such a shameless person.

At this moment, the people present finally understood why Duan Zhengchun and Zhang Wuji were attacking each other like this.

It turned out Zhang Wuji was so shameless that he could even backstab his savior; he was truly unfilial, truly not acting like a human.

"Zhang Wuji, is what he said true?" Eldest Martial Brother asked with a grim expression.

"Eldest Martial Uncle, I..."

Zhang Wuji didn't know how to explain for a moment because everything Duan Zhengchun said was the truth.

"You... how could you do this? To treat your savior in such a manner."

"It seems Fifth Brother neglected your discipline when you were young, allowing you to become like this."

"In the future, I, your Eldest Martial Uncle, must educate you properly so you don't go astray," Eldest Martial Brother said with a Face full of guilt.

"Eldest Martial Uncle, I didn't. You don't know how despicable this Duan Long is," Zhang Wuji explained hurriedly.

"Then let me ask you, did he save your life?" Eldest Martial Brother said with a grim expression.

"That... yes..." A look of guilt appeared on Zhang Wuji's Face.

"Then that's it. Since he is your savior, your previous actions were biting the hand that feeds you."

"You've thrown the rules of our Sect to the back of your mind and forgotten the fundamentals of being a person!"

"You've disappointed us too much," Eldest Martial Brother said with a look of disappointment.

"Indeed, Zhang Wuji, you are confused."

"Do you have some hidden grievance? You aren't the type to return kindness with enmity," Yin Liting asked Zhang Wuji anxiously.

Zhang Wuji opened his mouth but didn't know how to defend himself.

Speaking of which, there was no real hatred between him and Duan Long.

It was only because Xiao Zhao had followed Duan Zhengchun without his knowledge, and he had fought Duan Zhengchun out of resentment.

As a result, he was defeated in a single move, which damaged his Dao Heart; compared to being defeated in one move by Duan Long, he cared more about Xiao Zhao's deception.

Furthermore, this guy wasn't satisfied with having Xiao Zhao and even had designs on his Cousin A Li.

That was why, upon seeing Duan Zhengchun earlier, he couldn't control the anger in his heart and did those things.

"Eldest Martial Uncle, this matter is indeed my fault."

"I promise it won't happen again," Zhang Wuji said, taking a deep breath.

"Young Master Tang, Zhang Wuji was just momentarily possessed. Rest assured, our Sect will take on this Karma for saving Zhang Wuji."

"If you need anything in the future, you can come to the Sect, and the Sect will certainly not refuse," Eldest Martial Brother said to Duan Zhengchun.

"Great Hero Song truly deserves the title of a hero; your attitude is beyond reproach."

"However, a word of advice for Great Hero Song: don't just look after others, look at those beside you as well!"

"Otherwise, once something happens, it'll be too late for regrets," Duan Zhengchun said to Eldest Martial Brother.

Duan Zhengchun's words caused Eldest Martial Brother's expression to change, his brow furrowing as he didn't immediately understand the meaning.

Eldest Martial Brother looked at Duan Zhengchun, only to find him looking at his side with a faint, knowing smile.

Eldest Martial Brother turned his head and saw his son's Face looking somewhat uneasy.

His heart sank; could it be that what he mentioned was related to his son?

"Father, why are you looking at me like that?" Song Qingshu's heart trembled as he looked at his father in confusion.

"It's nothing," Eldest Martial Brother shook his head.

"Thank you for the reminder, Young Master Tang. I will keep it in mind."

"Alright, settle your matters yourselves."

"I'm also looking forward to your next performance, Zhang Wuji—to see if you can really win against the Shaolin Temple, Huashan, and the Kongtong Sect," Duan Zhengchun said with a smile.

Seeing Duan Zhengchun's smile, Zhang Wuji's heart itched with hatred, but he could do nothing about it.

"Zhang Wuji, if you have the ability, then kill me. I will not admit defeat," He Taichong sneered.

"Do you really think I don't dare to kill you?" Zhang Wuji said with a grim Face.

"Haha... then do it! You're a waste who colludes with the Demonic Cult and bites the hand of your savior. How could Zhang Cuishan have a son like you?" He Taichong said disdainfully.

"That's right, your father consorted with a Demonic Cult Siren and sired a son who is also an ungrateful person. In my view, your whole family belongs to the Demonic Cult," Ban Shuxian sneered.

"I won't allow you to speak of my parents like that..."

Hearing his parents being humiliated like this, Zhang Wuji was instantly enraged.

His eyes turned blood-red, and his hand unconsciously tightened its grip.

Instantly, He Taichong's Face turned the color of a pig's liver, his eyes bulging; it looked as if he was exhaling more than inhaling, unable to make a sound.

At this moment, He Taichong was cursing in his heart; this stupid woman was so dumb. You can use morality to bind him, but don't provoke him using his parents.

Now look at this—I didn't die at his hands, but I'm about to be provoked to death because of you.

He Taichong really wanted to shout a few curses, but with his neck pinned by Zhang Wuji, he couldn't make a sound.

Seeing that Zhang Wuji really intended to kill He Taichong, Eldest Martial Brother's expression changed instantly.

"Zhang Wuji, stop at once," Eldest Martial Brother said.

Hearing his Eldest Martial Uncle's words, Zhang Wuji loosened his grip and threw He Taichong directly onto the ground.

"Today, for the sake of Eldest Martial Uncle, I'll spare your life. Take the Kunlun Disciples and get lost..." Zhang Wuji said coldly.

"Cough... cough..."

As soon as he hit the ground, He Taichong couldn't help but cough violently.

"Good, very good. Zhang Wuji, I'll remember you," He Taichong glared at Zhang Wuji with a grim expression.

However, he could only indulge in verbal bravado; he really didn't dare to fight Zhang Wuji again.

"Senior Brother, how are you? Are you alright?" Ban Shuxian asked with concern.