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Just then, a chilling voice, as if it could plunge one into an ice cellar, suddenly came from the second floor of Qianjinfang:
"The people of Snowmoon City really do love to meddle in other people's business."
The voice was like a cold wind on a cold night, carrying a chill that made everyone present shiver.
Everyone looked up and saw a middle-aged man with a sinister face standing by the railing.
His face was cold and stern, his eyes revealing a ruthless and sinister glint, like a venomous snake lurking in the darkness.
Several men in black, exuding a deep aura, stood behind him, their dangerous presence sending chills down one's spine.
"Su Changhe, the second-in-command of the Dark River!"
Upon seeing this person, Tang Lian's expression instantly turned serious, and she instinctively gripped her sword hilt tightly.
His knuckles turned white from the force he exerted, as if he were about to draw his sword at any moment.
His eyes were filled with vigilance as he stared intently at Su Changhe, not daring to relax for a moment.
Su Changhe's lips curled into a sinister smile, a smile devoid of any warmth.
As if from the deepest hell: "Since you're here, why don't you come in and have a cup of tea?"
We were just discussing... tomorrow's apprentice-acceptance competition.
His voice was drawn out, each word seemingly calculated, making it impossible to discern his true intentions.
Upon hearing this, a cold glint flashed in Wei Changxuan's eyes, like a shooting star streaking across the night sky, carrying a chilling killing intent.
"That's exactly what I was thinking." His voice was deep and firm, without the slightest fear.
As soon as she finished speaking, the nine fox tails behind the nine-tailed fox princess stood up slightly, each one seemingly poised to strike, full of aggression.
Jiang Fang's fingertips also quietly touched the hilt of the knife, ready to draw it at the slightest movement.
Upon hearing this, Sikong Changfeng felt his blood boil and was about to stride forward when Tang Lian grabbed his shoulder.
Tang Lian leaned close to Sikong Changfeng's ear and whispered a reminder:
"Brother Wei, this Qianjinfang is full of traps and secrets. The Dark River is always treacherous and cunning. You must not go in rashly."
His voice was soft, but it was filled with deep worry.
Chapter 294 Su Changhe's Invitation!
Su Changhe watched this scene from the second floor, clapped his hands, and burst into laughter. The laughter was sharp and piercing, like the cry of an owl.
"What? The renowned Young Master Wei doesn't even have the courage to drink a cup of tea?"
He deliberately used words to provoke and try to anger the crowd.
Wei Changxuan's lips curled slightly upward, revealing a confident smile, and he raised his hand to signal everyone to calm down:
"Since Master Su has extended such a warm invitation, I, Wei, will gladly oblige."
He turned to Tang Lian and whispered:
"Please trouble Brother Tang to take the others away first. Yuheng and I will go up and meet this Master Su."
His gaze was firm and steady, giving people a sense of inexplicable peace of mind.
The nine-tailed fox princess understood immediately and gently took Wei Changxuan's arm, her eyes full of trust and tacit understanding.
The two figures flashed, like wisps of green smoke, and appeared on the second-floor railing.
This teleportation technique was as fast as lightning, causing Su Changhe's pupils to shrink sharply, and he secretly became vigilant.
Inside the tea room, the air was filled with the fragrance of sandalwood and the smoke seemed peaceful and serene, but in reality, a turbulent undercurrent was brewing.
Su Changhe personally poured tea, his movements elegant, and asked casually:
"What school did Young Master Wei study under? To have such cultivation at such a young age is truly astonishing."
He seemed to be chatting casually, but in reality, he was probing step by step, trying to extract useful information from Wei Changxuan.
Wei Changxuan took the teacup, but did not rush to drink it. He simply played with it gently, his eyes calm as still water.
"Master Su invited me up here, surely not just to inquire about my master's lineage?"
His words were concise and powerful, cleverly avoiding Su Changhe's question while also implying that he would not be easily tricked.
Upon hearing this, Su Changhe's smile deepened, becoming as unfathomable as an ancient well.
He gently put down the teapot in his hand, his gaze shifting back and forth between Wei Changxuan and Luo Yuheng.
His gaze was like a sharp dagger, trying to dissect the two of them thoroughly, as if he were weighing some kind of conspiracy.
Su Changhe put on a seemingly sincere smile and leaned forward slightly.
With his eyes fixed on Wei Changxuan, he said earnestly:
"Young Master Wei is indeed a man of few words, so I won't beat around the bush either."
To be honest, I admire your abilities from the bottom of my heart.
The Dark River is currently in dire need of manpower; someone as gifted and skilled in martial arts as you, young master, is extremely rare.
As he spoke, he gestured with his hands in the air, trying to paint a tempting picture.
"As long as you, young master, are willing to join our Dark River, I guarantee you will attain a very high position within the Dark River."
Rare treasures and riches—those would be readily available, and endless enjoyment to be had.
Upon hearing these words, Wei Changxuan revealed a disdainful sneer.
Without any hesitation, he slammed his teacup heavily onto the table.
With a loud "bang," the sound was particularly loud in the quiet tea room, and some tea was splashed out and spilled onto the table.
"Master Su, are you joking?"
His voice suddenly rose, carrying a hint of disdain and mockery.
"Dark River has always been ruthless in its actions, willing to harm the innocent to achieve its goals."
His actions have long been despised by the martial arts world.
Although I, Wei Changxuan, am not some famous martial arts master...
But I also have my own principles and bottom line; how could I possibly collude with people like you?
…………Long.
Chapter 295 Turning Against Each Other, Encirclement and Slaughter!
At this point, Wei Changxuan paused slightly, his gaze sharp as he stared directly into Su Changhe's eyes, and continued:
"Moreover, I have heard that Dark River has secretly colluded with the Northern Li royal family in an attempt to obstruct Snow Moon City from discussing with the Prince of Langya the matter of confronting Dark River."
Such behavior is nothing short of wolfish ambition and utterly despicable.
I, Wei Changxuan, would never stoop to such a treacherous act of betraying honor and selling out allies.
His words, "707," were resounding and each syllable felt like a heavy hammer, striking Su Changhe's heart with devastating force.
Upon hearing these accusations, Su Changhe's expression changed slightly, and the smile that had been on his face froze.
But he was, after all, a cunning old fox who had been navigating the world for many years, and he quickly regained his composure.
He coughed lightly, trying to hide his embarrassment and guilt, but his tone remained calm:
"What Young Master Wei said is nothing more than rumors in the martial arts world; it should not be taken seriously."
Dark River has always only sought survival in this chaotic world; there's no question of it colluding with the royal family.
We were also forced into this situation; for the sake of the livelihoods of thousands of people along the underground river, we had to make some difficult choices.
His voice carried a hint of helplessness, as if he were telling his own story, but his eyes flickered uncertainly, clearly indicating that he was making excuses.
Immediately afterwards, Su Changhe changed the subject, his expression becoming serious:
"Furthermore, Mr. Li's acceptance of a disciple this time may seem simple, but it is not just his personal wish that is behind it."
This involves a power struggle among many forces, with each side secretly vying for dominance.
If Young Master Wei were to rashly participate, he might very well find himself in a place of utter ruin.
His voice was low and cold, as if he were describing a terrifying scene, trying to frighten Wei Changxuan and make him back down.
The nine-tailed fox princess sat quietly to the side, listening to Su Changhe's words, her anger rising.
She gently swayed her fox tail behind her, and the nine tails swayed gently in the air.
Like nine nimble whips, carrying a hint of danger.
A cold glint flashed in her eyes, like frost in a cold night, sending chills down one's spine.
"Are you threatening us?"
Her voice was clear yet cold, like a sharp blade.
"Even if Mr. Li's decision to accept disciples was entirely his own, and even if there were forces interfering behind the scenes, we would not be afraid."
Since we dared to come, we're not afraid of any tricks your so-called Dark River Organization might pull.
Her tone was firm and fearless, displaying the arrogance and confidence of a nine-tailed fox.
Upon hearing Luo Yuheng's fearless response, a barely perceptible ruthlessness flashed in Su Changhe's eyes, like that of an enraged beast.
He could no longer suppress his anger and slammed his fist on the table.
With a loud "pop," the once calm tea instantly boiled, just like his turbulent and unsettling emotions.
"Since that's the case, then don't blame me, Su Changhe, for being impolite!"
Su Changhe's voice suddenly rose, carrying a hint of ferocity and ruthlessness, like a 4.8-inch enraged beast.
His words were still echoing in the tea room when the hidden mechanism activated instantly, emitting a dull sound.
In an instant, countless assassins from the underground river surged forth from all directions.
They were dressed in black, with cold expressions, and held sharp blades.
The walls, like a tidal wave, completely surrounded the tea room, leaving no room to breathe. A chilling, oppressive atmosphere permeated the air, sending shivers down one's spine.
Chapter 296 The Shock of the Dark River! Overwhelming Strength!
Faced with this sudden turn of events, Wei Changxuan remained calm and composed, as if everything was within his expectations.