I'm only one year old, what the heck is a Overturning System?!-Chapter 214 - 131: The Fortune of the Wei Dynasty (Please Subscribe)_2

The moment his voice fell, the youth opened his palm, and an almost imperceptible Fist Intent circled the entire inn.

In the next instant, the loudmouths from the Martial World in the inn all changed their expressions, foreheads dripping with cold sweat, their bodies completely immobile.

"Fist... Perfect Fist Intent!?"

"Young hero, please spare our lives. We were merely running our mouths, we’ve offended you..."

Chen Yi slightly frowned, displeased as he looked at the three men.

But before he made a move, a youth next to them had already lifted his hand and shattered the Fist Intent surrounding them.

Then, the youth dressed in a green robe stood up, cupped his fist in the other hand, and said, "Sorry, my brother is temperamental, I hope everyone can be understanding."

The youth had a complexion white as jade, with a tall figure and an aura of scholarly poise—not seeming at all like a Martial Artist, and more like someone who came from a Holy Land of the Academy.

Chen Yi took a few glances, his eyes showing a touch of amusement.

The youth in the green robe was none other than Xie Dongan, his old classmate from Xingwu Academy, the grandson of Left Minister Xie Jing!

Who would have thought that just a few days ago, he had seen Gongye Shou and the others in Wangchuan County, and here he encountered another "enemy."

It must be said, the world is large, but it’s all filled with people he’s noted in his little book!

After Xie Dongan apologized, the Jianghu guests in the inn also let out a few dry laughs, saying it’s nothing, their faces embarrassed but not daring to pursue the matter further.

Chen Yi watched for a moment, in no hurry to recognize Xie Dongan, instead sending out a thread of Sword Intent secretly to eavesdrop.

"An Ge’er, why are you being so polite to these boorish people from the Martial World?"

"I did nothing wrong."

The youth who had released the Fist Intent spoke with some reluctance.

Xie Dongan sat composed on the chair, his gaze on the pastries on the table, slowly savoring them as he ate.

"Eating in silence, sleeping in silence. Have you forgotten Grandfather’s teachings?"

The youth paused, then a sheepish smile appeared on his face.

"An Ge’er, I just couldn’t stand it, I didn’t mean to cause trouble for them."

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The last "youth" said in a delicate voice, "Thank goodness An Ge’er acted in time, otherwise you would’ve surely caused a huge mess."

"Not at all. The cultivation levels here are low; no big mess could arise from them."

Xie Dongan wiped the corner of his mouth and smiled while saying, "You’re right."

The youth’s face lit up with joy, raising his eyebrows at the "youth" across from him.

"Princess, you see, even An Ge’er thinks I’m right."

"Really?" The "youth" looked at Xie Dongan with suspicion, "Does An Ge’er really think that?"

"Princess, what you don’t know: Grandfather once taught me to never try to argue with those who are dull-witted."

Without waiting for the youth’s smile to fade, Xie Dongan continued seriously:

"Not only is it pointless, but it would also lower oneself to their level of stupidity."

"..."

The youth gave Xie Dongan a resentful look, "An Ge’er, I trusted you so much..."

But the tomboy across from them couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

Even Chen Yi, secretly listening, couldn’t help but smile, thinking to himself that Xie Dongan was as outspoken as ever.

Thinking this, his attention shifted to the "youth" among the three—the tomboy Princess.

His Sword Intent encircled, and in his mind appeared three numbers.

89, 66, 89. Not bad at all...

"Little Sword Immortal, what’s got you laughing like that?"

Xiao Xuanzhen, noticing the expression on his face, transmitted her thoughts, "Share it with me."

Chen Yi glanced at her, his gaze subtly lowered, all was unsaid.

"...What are you looking at?!"

Xiao Xuanzhen shifted her body, avoiding his gaze, her eyes full of threat.

"Sister, you win."

Xiao Xuanzhen: "???"

Chen Yi didn’t explain, instead continuing to listen to the conversation between Xie Dongan and the others.

"An Ge’er, if that secret realm is so dangerous, why didn’t you agree to go there with the Fifteenth Prince before?"

"Jiang Ye, what do you mean by that? What’s wrong with me coming here with Princess?" the tomboy on the other side retorted.

"No, no no," the youth named Jiang Ye chuckled awkwardly, "I was just curious about An Ge’er’s choice."

Xie Dongan gestured for them to pause, then turned to look in Chen Yi’s direction, scanning him, then transmitted his thoughts:

"Chen Yi?"

Eh?

Chen Yi was taken aback, then also turned to look over, smiling as he transmitted back: "Brother Dong An, long time no see."

Xie Dongan nodded slightly, his expression as usual.

"Having heard that you left Wangchuan County, by the time, it should be you."

"Mr. Chen, if you’re free, why not come over and join us?"

Chen Yi glanced at Hua Xianzi, Xiao Xuanzhen, and Xie Changle and declined: "I’ll pass."

"With both the Princess and the Duke’s heir over on your side, I dare not impose too much, lest I be threatened with Fist Intent."

A bitter smile appeared on Xie Dongan’s face, "Then I will respect Mr. Chen’s wishes and pay a visit some other time."

Chen Yi did not refuse further, "Agreed."

In fact, there weren’t many schoolmates at Xingwu Academy who had left an impression on him, but Xie Dongan was certainly the most memorable one.

If it weren’t for Chen Yi’s past-life memories, he might not have been a match for him.

At the age of three, Xie Dongan had already begun to exude the dignity of the Left Minister.

This comment wasn’t from Chen Yi, but rather praise from a high-ranking official within Kyoto Prefecture for Xie Dongan, a testament to his exceptional talents.

Of course, the current capabilities of Xie Dongan were also surprisingly strong.

The Fist Intent from someone named Jiang Ye earlier had been casually shattered by him, something not just anyone could achieve.

Xie Changle noticed his expression and asked: "Who was that person? Junior Brother, do you know him?"

Xiao Xuanzhen and Hua Xianzi also took notice.

However, one felt inwardly resentful after being rebuked, while the other appeared indifferent.

"The grandson of Left Minister Xie Jing, Xie Dongan."

Chen Yi casually replied and said no more, only suggesting there might be an opportunity to meet in the future.

Jiang Ye had also asked about who was there and, upon hearing that the "Little Sword Immortal," Chen Yi, was present, his face fell into a grimace.

"Brother Dong An, did you know he was here all along?"

Xie Dongan shook his head and asked with a smile, "Now that you know, are you scared?"

"Yes..." Jiang Ye muttered to himself as he watched Chen Yi’s departing figure:

"That man is a Killing God in life, it is said his Sword Dao is extremely decisive and deadly, I dare not provoke him."

Hearing this, the tomboy across turned her head to look and asked with interest:

"Brother Dong An, should we go over there?"

Xie Dongan shook his head again, "No need, we’ll most likely meet him in that secret realm anyway, there will be plenty of chances."

"What a pity. This Princess is quite curious about him."

"I’ve heard his Sword Dao is one in a thousand years; even my father occasionally mentions him, saying he is the Wei Dynasty’s fortune."

Xie Dongan glanced at her, his expression thoughtful.

"My grandfather once said that the fortune of the Wei Dynasty lies in the fact that the Marquises live in peace with one another; I hope that will be the case."

Seeing the puzzled looks on Jiang Ye’s and the Princess’s faces, Xie Dongan didn’t explain, simply suggesting they eat more and rest.

Chen Yi, upon hearing this conversation, felt a stir in his heart.

Was Xie Dongan’s remark meant for him?

Did ’the Marquises live in peace’ refer to Duke Jingye and Duke Wuan?

Could it be that he knew about the things Zhou Tiance had been doing in secret in recent years?

With this thought, Chen Yi frowned slightly and sent a Sound Transmission to arrange a midnight meeting with Xie Dongan.

Xie Dongan did not refuse, merely replying that he would await his esteemed arrival at the appointed time.

"It seems he really does know something."

Chen Yi silently ate his pastries, thinking to himself: "I hope he can answer the questions I’ve had for many years!"

Xiao Xuanzhen continued to look at him suspiciously, about to ask something, but was stopped by a Sound Transmission from Hua Xianzi.

"Sister, shall we share a room tonight?"

"Sure."

Hua Xianzi also noticed that Chen Yi was preoccupied.

Although she didn’t know what it was about, she understood it wasn’t the right time to disturb him.

When he was ready to share, she would naturally come to know.

As midnight approached...

Chen Yi silently left the inn, his figure flickering to a hillside ten miles away, surveying the surroundings.

"Brother Dong An, should I say this is the scholarly elegance of you literati, or that the scenery of the Southern Barbarian Land is simply beautiful?"

"Perhaps both."

Xie Dongan had somehow acquired a stone table, placed next to a mountain stream, replete with the air of scholarly elegance.

Chen Yi sat opposite him, looking at the spread of food and wine on the table and said with a smile:

"My apologies for finding you at this late hour."

Xie Dongan shook his head, lifted a jug of wine to fill two cups, and gestured for Chen Yi to take one.

They clinked glasses and drank.

"Mr. Chen sought me, likely for the secrets of the battle at Beixiong Pass thirty years ago, yes?"

"Or perhaps, the true transmission of Wuliang Mountain, the former Duke Jingye, Zhou Guanwu!"