Chapter 1380: Chapter 527: Assassination (Part 2)

Even when confronted, he could say... I clearly explained to the Hall Master that Shui Wuchang’s actions had their reasons, how could the Hall Master lack even this bit of forbearance?

Such words, once everything is settled, are indeed like killing someone mentally and emotionally.

Yang Xiaoyun thought of this, and although her expression remained calm, a killing intent had already arisen in her heart.

But in this way, it became clear why Su Mo was certain that someone would definitely come for a visit tonight.

By relying on Zhou Yuanming’s groundless suspicion, it is still difficult to confirm the matter of Su Mo killing someone.

Taking advantage of people’s panic, relying on Xiangtian Sect’s cunning and skill.

It’s not hard to turn this issue into ironclad evidence.

By that time, Su Mo would have no way to defend himself.

If enraged and he starts killing indiscriminately, it would completely break his alliance with the Eight Sects.

There would be no further mention of the Dragon King Hall Master’s position.

No matter how the Sihai Dragon Heads recognize him, if the Eight sects disperse, the Dragon King Hall would be a mere name without substance.

Therefore, killing Shui Wuchang is just the beginning of everything.

To make this play complete, one must approach Su Mo.

So, no matter who comes tonight.

This person must harbor ulterior motives.

Taking this as a premise, when considering Xiangtian Sect, Yang Xiaoyun found something strange.

Verifying the identity of the Eight Sects Dragon Maiden was of utmost importance.

But Xiangtian Sect deliberately found an excuse to sidestep this issue.

Although fatigue from travel is a good excuse, it was Su Mo and his people who were tired.

Not the leaders of the Four Divisions.

Verifying the Eight Sects Dragon Maiden relies mainly on them, what does Su Mo’s fatigue have to do with it?

This was unnoticed at the time, but now it seems that it’s probably because Xiangtian Sect has another agenda.

So regardless of whether the Dragon Maiden is real or fake, the answer cannot be revealed too quickly.

Because once verified as real, with the presence of the Eight Sects Dragon Maiden, the Eight Sects would find it difficult to be disrupted.

After going through these matters thoroughly.

Yang Xiaoyun’s heart couldn’t help but turn cold.

What a cunning plan!

But then looking at Su Mo, who was smiling, comforting Xiangtian Sect.

She couldn’t help but smile inwardly.

Unfortunately... despite the cunning plan, it’s all within Su Mo’s expectations.

Now she understood why Su Mo still didn’t expose Xiangtian Sect.

First, because all conjectures are rootless duckweed.

To apprehend someone, one must have solid evidence.

Second, he’s going along with the flow, using the plan in their favor.

However, when it comes to solid evidence... Su Mo likely already has arrangements.

But how did he arrange this matter?

Yang Xiaoyun’s eyes darted, pondering deeply.

...

...

The night was thick.

Shui Wuchang’s courtyard was silent.

A flicker of firelight emanated from the study window.

Shui Wuchang was seated at his desk, writing furiously.

After writing three pages in one go, Shui Wuchang exhaled deeply:

"This truly isn’t a job fit for humans...

"Since childhood, I didn’t want to read or write, I preferred to practice martial arts.

"Who would have thought that even martial artists must read and write to cultivate advanced skills.

"Having not picked up a pen for so long, writing this time is no less than a fierce battle."

Shaking his head, he picked up the pages before him and glanced at them.

He pondered slightly:

"Over the years, the Dark Dragon Hall’s activities have grown increasingly large.

"The former Hall Master colluded with them, undermining our Dragon King Hall’s foundation.

"To keep Kanbu intact, I also had to feign compliance.

"But I discovered quite a bit...

"The new Hall Master has wisdom and methods, not merely lenient but balanced, wielding both grace and power.

"Such a person can surely differentiate between right and wrong, and restore our Dragon King Hall’s foundation.

"But without eliminating the Dark Dragon Hall, the Dragon King Hall cannot be thoroughly secured.

"Just uncertain if these things will be useful to the Hall Master...

"Currently, others still see my position as not entirely clear; retaining this useful body, if using ’rupture’ as a ploy, unsure if it can truly win the Dark Dragon Hall’s trust?

"If successful, it might yield great results.

"However, this matter still requires an appropriate occasion for careful discussion with the Hall Master.

"But with tonight’s commotion, does the Hall Master still trust me?"

Thinking of this, Shui Wuchang’s eyes showed some waves, but he eventually calmed down:

"He will trust!

"Although tonight’s display wasn’t much, considering the events on Tianqi Island, the new Hall Master has shown foresight, far from ordinary.

"Although the Dragon King Hall and Nanhai Alliance don’t get along, one must admit Gao Tianqi’s prowess.

"He recognized the new Hall Master as the Nanhai Alliance Young Leader, and even after knowing he was the Dragon King Hall Master, he wasn’t swayed.

"Thus, we can see the new Hall Master’s capabilities

"I trust he can discern good from evil, and understand my heartfelt intentions!"

Exhaling deeply, he perked up, dipped his pen in ink, and prepared to continue writing.

Suddenly, the flickering candlelight seemed to dance as if blown by the wind?

Doors and windows tightly shut, where did the wind come from?

As soon as Shui Wuchang thought this, he swiftly turned around.

Yet behind him was emptiness, not a shadow in sight.

"It was merely a false alarm..."

Shui Wuchang gently shook his head, casually placing his steel pitchfork on the table, picking up his brush intending to write again.

But just at this moment, he suddenly flicked two fingers, and the brush in his palm instantly transformed into a sword thrusting skyward!

Meanwhile, a palm struck fiercely from above.

Between the brush and palm, a resounding crack was heard, the palm was overwhelmingly forceful, the pen shattered instantly, incapable of any resistance.