Chapter 1477: Chapter 1475: Should We... Force Our Way In?

"What?!"

Lan Yunwei’s face turned pale with shock.

"You’re saying... Tian Lu took Lin Fan to see my brother, Lan Zhengqing?!"

Zhu Qilue’s expression was grave as he nodded heavily.

"Impossible! Ha, how could it be? Lin Fan bears no grudge against my brother, how could Tian Lu follow my brother’s orders? Absolutely impossible!"

After calming down, Lan Yunwei let out a cold laugh and decisively denied this possibility.

But doubts still lingered in her heart.

Zhu Qilue was not in a hurry, understanding the disbelief was natural given it involved her brother Lan Zhengqing, so he remained patient.

"Master Zhu, you better stop talking nonsense here, or else I’ll show you what I can do. Leave Wenyu City at once and stop following me." Lan Yunwei glanced at Zhu Qilue impatiently.

This guy must be crazy!

Accusing Lan Zhengqing for no reason and saying that Lan Zhengqing was the mastermind behind this, directing Tian Lu to act.

This is utterly ridiculous!

She knew Lan Zhengqing very well. He likes reading and writing, playing music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. He was forced into cultivation by their father.

Just that, due to his extraordinary talent, with just a little bit of cultivation, he became a genius among geniuses.

A rising star watched by all.

In truth, he had no real interest in cultivation, treating it more as an obligation.

Especially the Fenghua Gathering, he originally did not want to participate.

But if no one from the Water Clan participated back then, it would have been a great humiliation.

So, reluctantly, for the clan’s honor, he participated.

Unexpectedly, he emerged as an outstanding figure, a prodigy of his generation.

In the Fenghua Gathering, he obtained a large number of spirit stones, enhancing his cultivation and divine sense significantly!

As a result, Lan Zhengqing became even more unstoppable.

However.

Even after becoming an enviable genius, Lan Zhengqing didn’t change, remaining courteous and unhurried as before.

So.

It’s absolutely impossible for Lan Zhengqing to have instigated this!

"Miss Lan, you don’t believe it?" Zhu Qilue asked slowly.

"You have no evidence, just empty words. Why should I believe you? Not only do I not believe it, I find it absurdly laughable! Are you not afraid of death, slandering my brother to my face?!" Lan Yunwei let out a cold laugh, her eyes turning fierce.

"If you don’t believe me, follow me and you’ll see. Lan Zhengqing is not as you imagine." Zhu Qilue replied calmly.

Antagonizing her now served no purpose.

Even though he was angry, and despite Lan Yunwei’s constant sarcasm and insults, he had to endure.

Changing someone’s preconceived notions is a tough task.

Moreover, since it involved her brother, it was even harder.

Admitting one’s mistake is never easy.

"Go see with you? What a joke, Master Zhu. I’m not sure what you’re doing, but I advise you not to play with fire, or you might burn yourself." Lan Yunwei rolled her eyes and was about to leave.

Zhu Qilue couldn’t let her go.

If Lan Yunwei left, Lin Fan would undoubtedly die!

Whoosh!

He transformed into a shadow, blocking Lan Yunwei’s path.

"Miss Lan, I’m afraid you cannot leave yet."

"You dare threaten me in Wenyu City, such audacity! Step aside, or else!"

"Don’t you really want to know where Lin Fan went?"

Zhu Qilue ignored Lan Yunwei’s fury, asking seriously.

Lan Yunwei hesitated.

She definitely wanted to know, also whether Lin Fan was dead or alive, and why Tian Lu took Lin Fan!

But.

She couldn’t accept Zhu Qilue’s version, completely unable to accept it!

So she preferred avoiding than facing Zhu Qilue.

Because.

She feared it might be true.

Zhu Qilue remained calm, without a trace of deceit.

This further unsettled her.

She opened her mouth to speak but said nothing, her eyes fiercely blazing with anger.

The air felt thick and tense.

A chilling atmosphere.

Silence.

Deathly silence.

After a long pause.

Lan Yunwei’s face twitched as she coldly said, "Move aside."

Zhu Qilue stood still, gazing intently at Lan Yunwei.

"I said move aside, didn’t you hear?!"

Lan Yunwei exploded in anger, shoving Zhu Qilue’s shoulder.

Her mind was in complete turmoil.

Unsure whom to trust.

Confused over truth and lies. Even doubting herself, feeling trapped in a massive deceit, like being swallowed by a whirlpool, unable to escape.

Zhu Qilue was pushed aside.

Lan Yunwei strode forward, full of momentum.

"Miss Lan!"

Zhu Qilue shouted at Lan Yunwei’s departing figure.

But Lan Yunwei didn’t stop or look back, continuing forward.

Zhu Qilue sighed deeply.

He knew the chaos in Lan Yunwei’s heart, intending to use this to force a decision upon her.

He didn’t expect her to just walk away.

And he couldn’t act against Lan Yunwei in Wenyu City, so he watched her vanish from sight.

"Sigh..."

He shook his head helplessly, staring at the vastness of Wenyu City, feeling its overwhelming presence.

What to do next?

Could he force his way in?

At that thought, his legs began to tremble.

Fear.

An unavoidable fear spread within him.

Just then.

A familiar figure appeared—Tian Lu!

Tian Lu approached leisurely, hands behind his back, seemingly flaunting.

His face wore a sinister smile.

"Master Zhu, you’re still here? Are you planning to abandon the affairs of the Fire Clan? Instead of meddling in our Water Clan’s matters, you should be thinking about how to return to the Fire Clan." Tian Lu stood before Zhu Qilue, sneering.

"Where’s Lin Fan?" Zhu Qilue dismissed it, asking directly.

"Lin Fan? Are you still thinking of saving that ant? I suggest you don’t waste your effort; it’s futile."

"Did you take him to Lan Zhengqing?"

Tian Lu smirked without answering, pausing before saying.

"I arrived long ago, but with the lady here, it was inconvenient to show myself. Only after she left did I appear."

"I also know, for some reason, the lady seems infatuated with that ant Lin Fan. What I did was for the Water Clan’s benefit, wasn’t it?"

"He now poses no threat to the Water Clan, and this should ease the lady’s mind. It’s a great thing for the Water Clan."

He chuckled triumphantly.

Zhu Qilue ignored his speech, focusing only on asking.

"Where’s Lin Fan? Did you hand him over to Lan Zhengqing?!"

Tian Lu’s face darkened with anger.

"You, a fallen noble, dare shout at me? Do you want to die?!"

Suddenly, he reached out, grasping Zhu Qilue’s neck, lifting him off the ground.