Chapter 23 A Simple Reason

  Kyoto's strongest master, Kyoten, had been through countless trials of life and death, but he never thought he would meet such a powerful figure within the heavily guarded Kyoto, next to Keitō Temple.

  The aura of the person behind him was not particularly strong, but that perfect feeling of blending in with the surroundings, Gong Jian had only seen it on his master's body in this life - he and Kyoto were fellow disciples, his master was one of the four great masters of the world, Ye Liu Yun.

  In his understanding, it was unimaginable that a master-level expert would disregard their identity and appear behind him like an assassin!

  The house has been quiet for a long time.

  The little finger of Gong Dian's left hand twitched slightly, he knew that he could no longer maintain this passive equilibrium, and a cold light flashed in his pupils!

  Without warning, his true energy surged out of his body, transforming him into a gray dragon. His left foot kicked back, and his right hand hooked, "Clang!" A clear sound rang out as the blade cut through the air, forming an fearless slash that chopped towards his back!

  A dull hum, this knife slashed into thin air, and the mysterious master-level expert from before had long since vanished without a trace.

  The internal force was majestic and powerful, and after swinging out with such a fierce slash, he couldn't gather his breath at all. His chest felt as if it had been struck by lightning, hot blood rushed up, and two streams of blood seeped out from his nostrils.

  Looking at the empty ground, Gong Tian's eyes did not show any fear, only a hint of confusion. The other party obviously had the ability to easily kill him, so why did they leave in the end?

  He suddenly thought of the young man from yesterday with a similar technique to his own, and he guessed in his heart that the master-level expert who came and went just now might have some connection with his own school, so he spared himself.

  After resting for a while, he walked out of the hiding hut with a somewhat dejected expression, ready to return to the mansion.

  Why didn't Wu Zhu kill him? It's obviously not because of the favor he owes Ye Liu Yun, since Wu Zhu is a monster who dares to kill even Ye Liu Yun. The reason is actually very simple: yesterday Gong Dian made Fan Xian spit out blood, so today Wu Zhu wants Gong Dian to spit out blood too; that's all there is to it.

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  Back at the Fan residence, it was still early in the day. Fan Siyan was still in his study, busy with his money-making endeavors, seemingly unaware of where he had gone. The entire garden was quiet, with only a few respectful servants and maids moving about. Although some of the maids were quite pretty, Fan Xian's mood was not good at the moment, and the environment wasn't conducive to flirting either.

  He sipped a cup of tea, furrowed his brow in thought. Who was the person at Qingmiao Temple today? What were they guarding themselves for? Could it be... that white-clothed girl's family member, waiting specifically for him?

  As soon as he thought of this possibility, Fan Xian's heart warmed up, but when he thought of Wu Zhu's transmission, his heart immediately cooled down. If it was what he had guessed, Uncle Wu would definitely not care about it. That wooden man was not very curious about romantic affairs.

  He changed into a lighter and more comfortable robe, hastily tied the belt around his waist, and walked into his father's study, where he unexpectedly found Si Nan Bo.

  "There's not much going on in the department today." Fan Jian let his son sit down and said quietly, "You've been in Kyoto for several days now. Don't spend every day fooling around outside. I already know about what happened at the wine tower yesterday. Try to avoid such conflicts in the future. Don't be like your useless younger brother."

  Fan Xian smiled wryly and didn't want to explain further. Suddenly, he thought of something and asked, "Father, when can I go see that Miss Lin?"

  Fan Jian seemed surprised that the young man would make such a suggestion and laughed, saying: "After you get married, you'll be seeing each other every day, what's the hurry at this moment?"

  Fan Xian smiled and said, "After getting married is after getting married. I don't want to think about what my wife looks like on the wedding night." He thought for a moment and then laughed, saying, "I see that sister Ye Ling'er and Rong Jiajun also often go out, so there's no need for such precautions between men and women, right?"

  Young men and women, seeing each other once or twice is not considered excessive. Fan Jian smiled and explained: "But you should know that Miss Lin's identity is a bit special, although she has the surname Lin, but there is no too much connection with the Prime Minister's house, from childhood she grew up in the imperial palace, His Majesty for the royal face, and also for the sake of the eldest princess to see her daughter often, so he took her as his adopted daughter, and conferred her as a county main - but this county main is different from that little girl Ruo Jia."

  Fan Jian's voice was somewhat suppressed: "Although perhaps very few people in the world know that she is the daughter of Princess Chang and Mr. Lin, but... no one dares to say it, and no one dares to admit it. She has been living in the palace for a long time, and very few people can see her, until the beginning of the year, because of that thing, plus poor health, she moved out."

  Fan Xian sighed: "It's just that I heard she was in poor health, so I wanted to go see her. Maybe I can help with something."

  Fan Jian frowned and said, "You've only been with Fei Jie for a year and a half, how dare you say you're better than the imperial physician? Young man, be more humble and cautious."

  Fan Xian responded with a sound, but still didn't give up: "But you have to let me know what she looks like, right?"

  "You married her, not for her, but for what she represents. You must abandon all unrealistic ideas and smash any outdated sentiment like a stone."

  Fan Xian frowned slightly in distaste and said, "I think your words are quite trite and clichéd."

  "How dare you speak like that?"

  Fan Xian smiled and replied respectfully: "As I said before, I'm not a very good controller."

  "Didn't you want to take back everything that originally belonged to you?" Fan Jian seemed to have thought of something and replied calmly.

  Fan Xian was taken aback, then said very seriously: "Actually... when I was in Danzhou, I learned a lot of things. I believe that I have the ability to get what I want in this world according to my abilities. If I can take back my mother's family business, I won't oppose it, but it must be based on my own will. If I'm willing, I'll do it; if I'm not willing, I won't do it. It's that simple."

  (Firmly and simply stretch out your right hand for a vote...)