84: This is none of my business.

Bitter Monk's heart trembled, and his pupils suddenly contracted.

He was inexplicably terrified. How could his identity have been exposed?

Where exactly did things go wrong? Could it be that his secret transmissions of information to the Ming Cult had been discovered?

Is that why he's saying this? But that's not right either; no one knows his true identity except himself.

How could Duan Zhengchun know who he really is?

He must be trying to bluff me; I mustn't lose my composure.

Immediately, Fan Yao pretended not to understand and began gesturing wildly at Duan Zhengchun.

"Alright, there's no need for all those gestures. Since I've said it, I naturally know your true identity."

"Even if you don't admit it, it's useless," Duan Zhengchun said.

Duan Zhengchun's words left everyone present completely bewildered.

Only Daiqisi kept her eyes fixed on Fan Yao, her gaze filled with murderous intent.

"Husband, what do you mean by this? What Right Emissary Fan? Isn't he Bitter Monk? When did he become Right Emissary Fan?" Zhao Min looked at Duan Zhengchun in confusion.

Bitter Monk had followed her for many years and had even saved her life. She had also had his background investigated, and nothing seemed wrong.

How could such words be spoken so suddenly?

"Min Min, you might not know this yet. This Bitter Monk, who has been by your side all this time acting as a mute, is actually Fan Yao, the Right Emissary—one of the two Great Emissaries of the Ming Cult from back then," Duan Zhengchun said with a smile.

"What? He is Fan Yao, the Bright Right Emissary of the Ming Cult?" Zhao Min's expression changed as she cried out in shock.

In an instant, many problems she hadn't been able to figure out before suddenly became clear.

She had come up with many plans targeting the Ming Cult, which were implemented only after careful consideration. They shouldn't have had any flaws, yet problems always arose in the end.

At the time, she suspected someone was leaking the plans and that there was a traitor by her side.

Now it seemed it was all because of Fan Yao; he was the one secretly passing information to the Ming Cult.

The irony was that because Fan Yao had saved her back then, she had trusted him unconditionally.

Looking back now, his saving her might have been a deliberate act just to gain her trust.

It was laughable that she, who prided herself on her intelligence, would actually fall for such a trick.

At this moment, Daiqisi approached Duan Zhengchun, her eyes cold as she looked at Bitter Monk.

"Take off your mask," Daiqisi said coldly.

She had felt before that Bitter Monk's back looked familiar, but she couldn't place it at the time.

Upon learning that Bitter Monk was Fan Yao, that familiar feeling only confirmed her previous suspicion.

Fan Yao shook his head frantically, his hands gesturing non-stop.

A panicked expression appeared on his face.

Even someone who couldn't understand sign language could tell that Bitter Monk was trying to explain himself.

"I said, take off your mask," Daiqisi repeated coldly.

Duan Zhengchun looked at Bitter Monk with a calm expression.

At this time, The Two Elders of Xuanming also gathered around.

They had been working for Zhao Min for several years now; The Two Elders of Xuanming had even started following her earlier than Bitter Monk.

They had personally participated in the operations back then, yet they still failed.

Now it seemed it was all because of this Bitter Monk.

Fan Yao knew then that he would likely find it hard to escape this time even if he grew wings.

"I want to know, how exactly did you discover my identity?"

"I believe I hid it very well. In the entire Nine Provinces Continent, I am the only one who knows this identity," Fan Yao said, taking a deep breath as he looked at Duan Zhengchun.

"It really is you. So, was it also you who poisoned my husband back then?" Daiqisi's face turned ashen, and she spoke through gritted teeth.

"Since you already know, I have nothing more to say."

"That's right, I was the one who poisoned Han Chiba to death."

"I wasn't satisfied. He's an outsider, why should he be the one to have you?"

"I, Fan Yao, am no worse than anyone else. Why did you choose him over me?"

"Furthermore, I would never allow an outsider to marry the Saintess of my Ming Cult," Fan Yao said emotionally.

"What? According to you, because I, Daiqisi, became the Ming Cult's Saintess, it means I've sold myself to you?"

"My own happiness requires your permission? Just because you're 'no worse than anyone else' means I have to choose you?"

"Where do you get your confidence? Take a look at that winter melon face of yours. Where do you even compare to Han Qianye?"

"Forget Han Qianye, you can't even compare to Yang Xiao. Why on earth would I choose you?"

"I'm not blind," Daiqisi sneered.

Hearing Daiqisi's words, Fan Yao's face instantly turned deathly pale.

He had always prided himself on being second to none in both martial arts and looks.

As it turns out, he couldn't even compare to Yang Xiao?

And what did she mean by 'winter melon face'? This was clearly a watermelon face, alright?

This woman's aesthetic sense was definitely flawed. She didn't choose a handsome man like him and instead went for that pretty boy Han Qianye.

Indeed, no woman could understand his charm.

"So it was just unrequited love on his part. I thought you had abandoned him after a fling," Duan Zhengchun said with a laugh.

"If you don't speak, no one will take you for a mute!" Daiqisi snapped, giving him a glare.

Duan Zhengchun shrugged and stopped talking, merely looking at Daiqisi with a smile, wanting to see how she would handle the situation.

"Fan Yao, I didn't expect you to be such a sinister villain."

"You couldn't beat Han Qianye, so you poisoned him."

"A life for a life, a debt for a debt. You killed my husband, and now I will kill you for revenge. It is only right and natural," Daiqisi said coldly.

"Kill me? With your current self, you are simply no match for me," Fan Yao sneered.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, a flash of cold light appeared before his eyes. His eyes bulged, and his hands immediately clutched his throat.

He looked at Duan Zhengchun with a face full of disbelief.

"Since it's already been confirmed, why say so much? Just kill him," Duan Zhengchun said in a calm tone.

Hearing Duan Zhengchun's words, everyone present couldn't help but shudder.

No one expected Duan Zhengchun to strike so suddenly and without hesitation, ending Fan Yao with a single sword stroke.

Looking at the lifeless Fan Yao, Daiqisi was momentarily stunned.

For a moment, she felt a sense of loss.

For the past ten-plus years, she had been investigating her husband's death, wanting to avenge him.

The people who caused her husband's death, besides the poisoner, included Hu Qingniu of Butterfly Valley.

If he hadn't stood by and refused to detoxify her husband back then, her husband wouldn't have died.

Therefore, she had always been looking for an opportunity for revenge.

Now that the great vengeance was achieved, she was momentarily at a loss for what to do.

"Alright, the vengeance is settled. You can now let go of everything and live for yourself," Duan Zhengchun said with a smile.

Daiqisi suddenly hugged Duan Zhengchun, her head resting against his chest.

"Thank you, thank you..." Daiqisi said affectionately.

This scene caused Duan Zhengchun's expression to change, and he quickly raised his hands to show he was innocent.

Xiao Zhao, however, didn't think much of it; it was normal for her mother to act this way.

Xiao Zhao came to Duan Zhengchun's side and also hugged him.

"Husband, thank you. Thank you for helping me avenge my father's death," Xiao Zhao said gratefully.