C6 Conspiracy

Hsing City, Yang Family, west wing's dean's old courtyard.

At this moment, Yang Jingru brought Yang Faan and Yang Qian'er back to her courtyard. Yang Jingru sat at the head of the hall, while Yang Faan and Yang Qian'er sat at the bottom.

Yang Faan was full of smiles as he said to Yang Jingru, "Aunt, it's a good thing that you came in time today. Otherwise, Qian'Er and I would have suffered."

Yang Qian'er, who was sitting beside Yang Faan, nodded vigorously and agreed, "Yes, yes."

Yang Jingru looked at the two naive and childish faces of the two and felt her heart warm up. Following that, he joked, "You two little scumbags, if I'm not here, then I'll cause trouble. Don't think that today's matter is over. Be more honest next time."

But soon after, Yang Jingru's face filled with anger. "But someone actually dared to attack and cripple you, and then framed Qian'Er and you. I've found out who the mastermind is, I'll definitely teach them a lesson!"

Yang Faan seemed to be fawning on her and said, "Aunt, Qian'Er and I are honest people, we won't cause any trouble."

Yang Jingru harrumphed coldly and said, "I know who Qian`er is, but you are not an honest person. Tell me quickly how your body is doing, and how you know the flaw in Great Elder's shameless cultivation technique. "

Hearing Yang Jingru's words, Yang Qian'er suddenly became angry and said, "You can't blame your brother. Housekeeper Liu is too despicable. You betrayed your big brother, and you still want to hit your big brother? That's why big brother took action. "

Yang Jingru quickly waved her hand. She still didn't understand Yang Faan. Only this little girl was naive, innocent and kind. In her eyes, her brother was the best and kindest. He said, "Alright, alright, let's not fight over this anymore. The matter of causing a ruckus in the ancestral hall will not end like this. You all should be careful."

Yang Faan's eyes flashed with a cold light as he said: "They're looking for trouble with me, so I'll agree. Anyone who dares to set their eyes on Qian'Er is courting death."

Yang Qian'er looked at Yang Faan with a face full of worship and happiness.

After that, Yang Faan rolled his eyes and looked at Yang Jingru with a serious face. He said, "If I said I guessed it, Aunt would believe me."

Yang Jingru's temper flared up as she walked down from her seat of honor. She grabbed Yang Faan's ears and said angrily, "The wings have grown harder. Even Aunt wants to cheat me."

Yang Faan's face immediately turned dark. He wasn't the trash from before. He was a dignified Nine Tribulations Sky Sovereign. Even Grand Emperor Xuanhuang didn't dare to have his ears pulled by others.

However, just when Yang Faan wanted to speak, a servant rushed into the yard and said while gasping for breath.

"Auntie, something bad happened. Eighth Master Zhao brought someone over. He said he wanted to find trouble with you."

Yang Jingru looked at this servant. This servant was her trusted aide, Yang Qi. Yang Jingru lowered Yang Faan's ears after hearing Yang Qi's words. Her expression changed as she spoke.

"Since Eighth Master Zhao is here, let's invite him over."

Yang Faan was confused, but at the next moment, an angry voice resounded in the yard.

"Yang Jingru, how dare you. I will give you the goods that I sent to the Lord of the County City's household. Just leave them and leave in private, which will cause my goods to be taken away by bandits. How are you going to explain this to me? "

However, as soon as he finished his sentence, Yang Faan saw a middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a tall and sturdy build, wearing a luxurious robe and a group of people behind him.

A middle-aged man with a dignified face barged in and directly walked into the hall. He sat on the seat of honor that Yang Jingru had just taken. The group of people behind him gathered around the hall, creating an awe-inspiring scene.

Yang Faan sized up the middle-aged man and narrowed his eyes.

The middle-aged man was Eighth Master Zhao, the second strongest expert in the entire Hsing City as mentioned by Great Elder Yang Huxiong. He was extremely powerful and was rumored to be a disciple from a first-rate clan in Qing He County.

Hearing Eighth Master Zhao's words, Yang Jingru's expression changed drastically. "That's impossible. Before I left, I clearly instructed my subordinates to pass by the bandits' stronghold to spend some money. There shouldn't be any problems."

Suddenly, the eyes of Eighth Master Yang, who was sitting on the seat of honor, flashed with a cold light, "Hmph, could it be that I was the one who lied to you? This is the information I received this morning. Take a look for yourself."

As she finished speaking, a piece of cloth floated towards Yang Jingru. Yang Jingru hurriedly took it, and the more she looked at it, the uglier her expression became. After a long while, she raised her head and looked at Eighth Master Zhao and said, "Eighth Lord, I'm sorry. "This is my fault. Since the goods have been lost, I will compensate you according to the price."

Bang

Eighth Master Zhao slapped the table beside him and sneered: "Do you take me, Eighth Master Zhao, as an idiot to pay according to the price? I will pay you 10 times the amount of lost goods. How dare you play with me?"

Yang Jingru's expression immediately became unsightly. Eighth Master Zhao was the overlord of Hsing City, so he couldn't afford to offend even the entire Yang Family, so she could only suppress the anger in her heart and said: "Then how do you want to compensate Eighth Master Zhao?"

Hearing Yang Jingru's words, Eighth Master Zhao's expression relaxed a little and said, "The goods are worth 150,000 silver coins worth of spirit herbs and it's worth 1.5 million silver coins. I, Eighth Master Zhao, never drag things out. You must give it to me now, otherwise I will flatten your Yang Family. "

When they heard this number, even Yang Jingru's face paled. She didn't even have a hundred thousand yuan in savings. All these years, she had spent all her money on cultivation resources. Otherwise, she wouldn't be the second peak Houtian master in Yang Family.

When Eighth Master Zhao saw Yang Jingru's expression, he sneered, "What? You can't afford to pay me back, can you? "Fine, I'm missing a servant girl. You can stay by my side as a maid for 30 years. You don't have to pay me the one million and five hundred thousand."

When Yang Faan heard this, a cold light flashed in his eyes. Eighth Master Zhao was humiliating his aunt, how could he not be angry?

"Impossible." Anger burst from Yang Jingru's eyes as she said, "I don't have one million and five hundred thousand now, but I, Yang Jingru, will definitely return the favor. I can't be your servant."

In an instant, Eighth Master Zhao's expression turned cold and his killing intent surged. He said, "You are courting death, and I, Eighth Master Zhao, will not waste any time." "Since you don't want to be a servant and you can't afford to pay her, then just give her your life."

After Eighth Master Zhao finished his sentence, the aura of a precelestial burst out, pressing down on Yang Jingru and causing her body to tremble.

However, at this time, Yang Faan stood up and walked out. He looked at Eighth Master Zhao indifferently and said, "I don't think the one courting death is my aunt, but you."

BOOM *

Eighth Master Zhao was stunned and couldn't react for a moment. But in the next second, he came back to his senses and looked at Yang Faan as if he was looking at an ant.

"Youngster, you dare to curse me to die? Then, you can die first."

As soon as Eighth Master Zhao finished his sentence, his body moved and a gust of wind blew by. Eighth Master Zhao disappeared from his seat and instantly appeared beside Yang Faan. Yang Faan knew that this palm would tear him into pieces if nothing unexpected happened.

Yang Jingru, who was at the side, had her eyes bloodshot. She wanted to move to block, but was suppressed by Eighth Master Zhao's aura to the point that she couldn't move. She could only watch helplessly as the palm fell and her face became deathly pale.

"No way."

Yang Faan looked calm as he said, "Your martial arts foundation was broken many years ago and you have been poisoned for a long time. Is it at midnight every day? Your whole body is in pain and your stomach is burning like it's going to burn you."

"This poison has already reached its peak. If you don't treat it now, you will definitely die tonight. Who do you think is courting death, Eighth Master Zhao?"

Eighth Master Zhao was shocked. When his palm landed on Yang Faan's head, he swallowed his saliva. The shock in his heart could be imagined. Only he himself knew that what Yang Faan said was true, and he asked with a deep voice.

"Speak! How do you know? Who are you? Otherwise, I will kill you with a single palm."

Yang Jingru, who was standing to the side and watching this scene, was drenched in sweat as if she had collapsed. Her mind also abruptly relaxed.

However, Yang Faan was still incomparably calm. He used his hand to pry away Eighth Master Zhao's palm from his head and said: "I don't like others pointing their palm at my head, I am the Young Patriarch of Yang Family, Yang Faan. As for how I know, this is my secret, all you need to know is that I can treat you."

"How dare you. Brat, you're courting death." "Eighth Lord is not someone you can offend." At this moment, a guard with a cold expression came out from the crowd and scolded Yang Faan.

Eighth Master Zhao retracted his palm and returned to his seat of honor. He waved to the guards who had rushed out of the crowd and said, "No problem, step down."

Then, he looked at Yang Faan again and said: "Yang Faan, the one with the most outstanding Hsing City is a talented youth. "If you can cure me, not only will I exempt you from Yang Jingru's compensation, I'll also tell you a big secret."

Yang Faan said with a smile that was not a smile, "Also, if I can't cure it, then my life is gone as well, right?"

Eighth Master Zhao had a praising look on his face. He nodded and said, "That's right, you've already said it, but you still can't cure me. If you mess with me, of course you'll die."

Yang Faan didn't seem to mind at all when he heard this. He nodded and said: "I hope you will keep your promise. Aunt will give me a side room and a set of silver needles."

Yang Jingru looked at Yang Faan in a daze and said, "Alright, Aunt will prepare it for you."

Eighth Master Zhao, on the other hand, understood the meaning behind Wu Tie's words and frowned: "Is it just acupuncture here? You don't need to prepare a heavenly and earthly treasure? "

At this moment, Yang Faan had already walked out with his hands behind his back. He said, "Of course, it's just a little poison. There's no need to be a genius."

Eighth Master Zhao didn't care about whether what he said was true or not. If he followed him out, it would be related to his life, so he didn't care that much.

Not long later, they arrived at a rather exquisite side room. Inside the room, there was a golden silk bed made from Nanmu wood. Wu Junyi walked in with a set of silver needles in his hand, followed by Eighth Master Zhao.

When Eighth Master Zhao's follower wanted to come in, Yang Faan closed the door casually, which almost caused the leader guard to smack his nose.

At this time, only Yang Faan and Eighth Master Zhao were left in the room. Yang Faan turned around and looked at Eighth Master Zhao and said, "Why don't you tell me the secret first. If you can't cure it, you will kill me."

Eighth Master Zhao, on the other hand, had a faint smile on his face. He said, "Do you really want to hear the secret first?"

Yang Faan nodded and said, "Right, let's listen to the secret first. Maybe my injection method is better?"

Eighth Master Zhao looked at the young man in front of him and said, "Then let me tell you, Yang Huxiong paid a high price for me to send Yang Jingru away. He is joining forces with the other four families to frame and kill you."

"I didn't expect you to still be alive, just crippled you." The moment I heard that Yang Jingru actually dared to put down my goods and leave on her own, I came over, and was prepared to exterminate your Yang Family.

When Yang Faan heard Eighth Master Zhao's words, although his expression was calm, his heart was extremely angry. Now that he had been reborn into this body and inherited all of its memories, he felt a bit of empathy and anger.