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The pain in his body lessened a little, and the annoying noise started again.

"Young master, young master, please be careful!"

"Old master, second young master, he …"

"Bring me the basin!"

Ugh …

"Where's Wen Wan?"

"Eldest Young Master …"

"Eldest Young Master must be looking through the account books."

"Go get him."

"Ah?" Oh! This little one will go right away! "

"Forget it, I'll go first." Forget it, I'll go first.

"Yes, yes."

"Second Young Master, please bear with it first …" A few people come and clean up the floor first! "

The approaching footsteps made Wen Wan unable to continue ignoring them. Slowly, she raised her head, squinted, and watched the warm, long strides as they walked in. He reached out and picked up the account book that was about to fall from the corner of the table, placing it back in the middle of the table. Is he drunk again? "

Wen Shu frowned slightly. "Why don't you go take a look?"

"What are you looking at? It's not the first or second time. " Wen Wan supported his hair that was crooked due to the short rest, poured a cup of cold tea and drank it, "I'll go see it later."

A trace of displeasure flashed past Wen Shu's eyes. "I'll go now."

Wen Wan raised his head and quietly looked at him. After a moment, he suddenly smiled. "Father, are you ordering me to take care of your son?"

Wen Shu was stunned. His tone slightly softened. "He's very drunk. You should go and see him."

Wen Wan picked up the half-finished account book and looked at it. "I know, I'll go there later."

"Whap." With a heavy thump, the object on the table bounced up and down with a loud noise, then fell back down. Looking at Wen Wan's indifferent look, Wen Yin said word by word: "Pay attention to your tone."

Wen Wan looked at him for a moment, then lowered his eyes and slowly stood up while pressing the table. Then, he turned to Wen Dong and said, "I'll take care of my second brother. Please forgive me for the rudeness." Without another word, he walked out.

"Young master …" Wen Ning looked at the rapidly leaving young master, then at the warmth in the room and turned to leave quietly.

"Wenning."

Wen Ning's movements suddenly stopped. She slowly turned around, looking somewhat embarrassed. "Master, you called me?"

Wen Wen Wen looked at the medicine in Chen Changsheng's hand and frowned. "What is that in your hand?"

Wen Ning was stunned. "It was just made. I brought it to Young Master."

Wen asked, "Medicine? When did he drink medicine? "

"This …" Wen Ning hesitated. Seeing that Wen's face didn't look good, she said truthfully, "Young Master suffered heavy internal injuries. Before this, you were running all over the place and didn't want to rest properly. Your internal injuries weren't too good, so …"

Wen laughed: "Did he get involved with those Jianghu matters again?"

Wen Ning pondered for a moment about the possible answer from the young master and then nodded, "Oh."

Wen Wen asked: "What happened to you two this time? Why are the two of them estranged from each other? "

Wen Ning pondered for a moment before replying perfunctorily, "Nothing much."

"Didn't you always follow him?"

Wen Ning continued, "Young Master kept asking me to send a letter. When I came back, he also told me to go buy a vase of tea cups. And then, we came back."

Wen Wen knew that he could not get any further information from him. He sighed and nodded: "I understand, you can go now."

Wen Ning replied with an "Oh", "Then Master is busy." He turned around and left.

Wen Dong looked around the deserted courtyard and felt like laughing for no reason at all.

Why did she have to make him come back?

And why was it that he was willing to stay in this lifeless courtyard and use his cold and detached attitude to face everyone?

In the end, didn't they still have to torture each other?

The so-called "blood is thicker than water". This emotion was thinner than water and more distant. What did it count for?

— —

Seeing that the pain on Wen Lun's face had lessened, Wen Wan withdrew his strength and moved his fingers away from Wen Lun's lower abdomen, his gaze somewhat complex.

In the end, I won't be able to protect you for the rest of your life.

The martial arts world was not a place you should set foot in. It was better for you to stay in the Wen family and be Young Master Xiao Yao.

"Rest assured, I will wait for you to support the entire Wen family before leaving." Wen Wan muttered something in a low voice. He reached out his hand to pull up the quilt. After covering up the Wenlun, he turned around and left.

The young girl who was peeking outside did not expect him to come out so quickly and was seen by him before she had time to hide. Her delicate and pretty face could not help but reveal a trace of panic. I heard that second brother is drunk again, so I came over to take a look. "

Wen Wan glanced at her, let out a "En" and was about to leave.

"Big brother!" Wen Wan turned his head, giving a questioning look to the young girl who had just reached his chest.

Wen Ling pursed her lips, "Big brother, are you leaving again? "Where are you going?"

Wen Wan said, "Where I'm going has nothing to do with you, and for the time being I can't leave either." Pausing for a moment, he asked, "Is there anything else? "If there's nothing else, I'll head back first."

Wen Ling shook her head. "No." He took two steps back to get out of the way.

Wen Wan originally intended to leave immediately, but after a moment of hesitation, he stepped back and stroked her hair: "Your Second Brother was drunk … Thank you for accompanying him, it must have been hard on you."

Wen Ling stared blankly at him, her cheeks slightly flushed. "This is what I should do."

Wen Wan said: "Wait until I finish my work, how about taking you out for a day? There will be a lantern exhibition next month, and you girls will like it. "

Wen Ling obviously did not expect her elder brother, who was usually cold to her, to bring her out to play. Only after a long time did she come back to her senses. Will Daddy agree? "

Wen Wan looked at the sparkling joy in her eyes and couldn't help but smile. "It's not like I'm going to leave you alone, why wouldn't he agree? Even if he doesn't agree, if I agree, I'll definitely bring you over to play. At most, he'll just scold me. "

Wen Ling whispered, "I can't let Eldest Brother get scolded because of me."

Wen Wan shrugged. "If you want to go, go. Where do you get all these scruples?" To go or not to go? "If I don't go, I'll leave."

"Go!" When Wen Ling saw that he really wanted to leave, she immediately called out to him. When she saw him turn around, she couldn't help but blush, and whispered, "I …" "I want to go."

Wen Wan looked at her, his gaze seeming to contain something. "Third Sister …" After pausing for a moment, he did not say what he had wanted to say. "Remember to dress up properly. If you have any friends you want to go with, then just call them."

Wen Ling happily said, "Thank you, Big Brother!"

Wen Wan smiled and nodded. "Alright, let's go see your second brother. I'll head back first."

Wen Ling complied and quickly ran into the room, feeling a rare sense of happiness.

Wen Wan gazed at her back, slightly lowering his eyes.

Only in this way could it be considered home. It was time to make up for something with his little sister. At least … Before he left, he would make up for some things that he could still make up for before he left.

"..."

"Brother!" I hate you! " The young girl with a vaguely similar face was also in her twenties. Her childish face had tears on it, and her eyes were filled with resentment.

The young man's gaze after leaving was even colder than ice. Other than disgust and disdain, he could not hide anything else in his eyes, "Don't call me big brother. I never remember that I have any little sister. As for hate … I don't care what you feel for me. "

"That's right …" To me, the Wen Mansion is just a cage, what qualifications do I have, and what reason do I have to pity the people in the same cage? " Wen Huan narrowed his eyes as he watched himself push his sister's hand away, pushing her close to death. He murmured, "I can't even save myself."

What qualifications...

What is it... Qualifications...

To save someone who wasn't related in life?

Who had he given his kindness and sincerity to?

The wounds on his body began to hurt again, every inch of his meridians felt like they were being bitten by insects. The carefully wrapped wounds were torn apart again, and he could feel the blood seeping out.

He felt a wave of dizziness, and even after a few shakes, he still couldn't help but fall forward.

"Young Master!" That familiar voice was most likely Wen Ning.

He fell to his knees on the hard ground. The pain was a little dull, and he could hear indistinct mumbling and garbled buzzing in his ears. It was very annoying.

He could feel the warm liquid flowing out of his mouth and his mouth was filled with sweetness. Wen Wan raised his hand, wanting to stop the blood from gushing out, but it was already too late. His hand was slippery, and a faint blood-red color could be seen before his eyes. He felt an inexplicable nausea.

"Ugh …" Wen Wan bent down, and pressed his trembling hand to the ground. He vomited out a large mouthful of blood, and the pain in his chest, along with the bloody taste in his mouth, made Wen Wan hate to the point that he was able to maintain his consciousness.

I really want to... He just lay there unconscious.

He was carrying too much on his shoulders. He couldn't bear it at all.

So tired... So sleepy... So uncomfortable …

I hate it so much that it's hard for me to faint.

"Young Master!" A familiar voice rang out from the top of his head. "Sorry about that."

Wen Wan raised his head, squinted at the indistinguishable blood-red color, and lightly nodded his head. Without any more thoughts, he felt a pain on the side of his neck, and the oppressive feeling in his chest suddenly lightened, and he lost consciousness.

"Young master, you …" Wen Ning watched the young master fall to the ground with a trace of hesitation and regret in her eyes.

Wen Shu heard Wen Ning's voice and quickly rushed over. He saw that his eldest son, who was still fine a moment ago, was now lying on the ground with a pale face. His clothes were all stained with blood. Wen Shu's expression changed greatly, but he quickly regained his senses. He called out to Wen Ling, who had just ran out after hearing the sound, "Quickly go and get someone to invite the doctor over!"

"Large... "Big brother." When Wen Ling saw her brother faint, she was also stunned on the spot. Following which, she was awoken by her father's shout and hurriedly said, "Ah, yes, I'll go right now." Ignoring the usual etiquette, he quickly ran outside.

Wen Shu squatted down and touched his son's forehead. He was so hot that his hands were burning. He couldn't help but frown. "Haven't you been fine these past few days? I've never heard anyone mention his health. "

Wen Ning hesitated for a moment but still didn't dare to say anything. She only asked, "Should I carry Young Master back to his room and lie down?"

Wen Shu looked at Wen Lun's room. He hesitated for a moment before nodding. "Take him back to his room first. I'll come over later."

Wen Ning carried Wen Wan on her back and stood up, saying no more, "Yes, then I will first take Young Master back to rest."

"Wait a minute!" Wen Wen called out to him, pursing her lips. "I heard from a servant that Huan'er hasn't been in her room for the past few nights and won't be in most of her residences during the day. Should I …"

Wen Ning turned around, and with her usual blank expression, she interrupted Wen Shu's words. "I have always been the only one serving by Young Master's side, so how would the servants of the Manor know if Young Master has rested? When winter came, the land was almost finished. The young master had to go to the tenants to pay the rent for this year's land. The servants' hands and feet are dirty, the lord had told the young master to go and supervise them personally, did you forget? "

Wen Wen knew that he didn't want to say much, so he didn't press the matter. "Did you accompany him when he left?"

Wen Ning shook her head. "You've seen how the Second Young Master has been acting. The Young Master told me to stay at the mansion and watch him. If the Second Young Master gets drunk outside, I can help him back."

Wen Wen was silent for a long time. After a long silence, he raised his hand to rub away the haze on Wen Wan's forehead and softly sighed: "Go."

Wen Ning nodded and turned to leave.

Wen Wen looked down at the blood stains on the ground for a long time.

— —

With a "chi" sound, an arrow flew past Yun Kai and nailed itself onto the wooden door behind him.

Yun Kai turned around and pulled out the arrow, taking out the letter from above, he unfolded it and squinted his eyes.

"Third junior apprentice-brother, personally."

"On the 23rd day of the 20th lunar month, let us meet in the bamboo forest outside the city. I hope that you will not forget."

These few words were very different from those of the past, but it was not difficult to tell whose handwriting they were.

"Second senior brother …" Yun Kai held the piece of paper in his palm, and released it after a moment, only to see the pieces of paper scattering in the wind, and actually using his internal force to shatter the paper.

His gaze once again fell on the short arrow in his left hand, and Yun Kai laughed out loud.

The one-foot long bamboo arrow was not smooth, and there were obvious marks of cuts on its surface. Other than its length, there was nothing else worth paying attention to about this ordinary arrow.

If this arrow had not turned a corner and silently approached Yun Kai, brushing past him before entering the wooden door, Yun Kai might have believed that this arrow came from someone else.

To be able to shoot such a perfect arrow with just a casual arrow, there were no more than ten people in the martial arts world. And there was only one person among the ten that would be here right now.

"Oh Jiang Wuyan, Jiang Wuyan, you can't sit still any longer." Yun Kai muttered to himself. After pondering for a moment, he kept the short arrow in his arms and walked outside. Having been here for a few days was enough for him to memorize the several important paths in the valley.

Most of the people in the Valley of the Underworld were unruly people. Even if they lived together under the same roof, they would only communicate with each other rarely. It was not surprising that they did not know each other.

One could understand the path, and with a special identity token one could freely walk in the valley. The only difference was that the place they could go was far away.

Yun Kai slowly walked forward, his face remaining calm and collected as he sized up the passing people, his heart filled with emotions. A group of undisciplined and unyielding experts from the martial arts world were gathered here. Although they were all doing their own things, there were few disputes between them. What was even more amazing was that the three people controlling the life and death of the valley were only over twenty years old. Although their martial arts were first-rate, they were still nothing compared to the martial arts world.

How could the number of people in the valley who were close to or better than them in terms of martial arts be small?

Even though he didn't know the reason, he would have a chance to slowly understand it in the future.

While thinking about the wonders of the Valley of the Underworld, he followed the exit and soon arrived at the last checkpoint. Outside of the checkpoint was a valley filled with snakes and bugs. After leaving the checkpoint, he would no longer encounter any obstructions.

Seeing him, the guard at the checkpoint immediately gave way to him. He lightly patted on the stone wall, opened the stone door, and handed him a scented sachet. "Take this and you can avoid the snake worms. He brought it with him or put it in a wooden house near the entrance to the valley. That place is about two hundred steps away from the entrance of the valley. The scent of the scented sachet remains on your body.

Yun Kai was even more surprised when he heard the man's detailed explanation. "Do you know who I am?"

The guard glanced at him, then nodded. "A Palace Master in the Puppet Palace, right?"

Yun Kai laughed, "Since you know, aren't you afraid that I'll run away?"

The guard said, "Young master has instructed us, if we see that Lord Jiang Zhen or Hall Master Yun wishes to leave, we shall explain the method of using the scented sachet to them and we are not allowed to stop them. If the two of you need me, we can bring you out of the valley and return. "

Yun Kai raised an eyebrow, "Was it your Young Noble's order? Not a shadow? "

The guard was stunned for a moment before he replied, "The Shadow's orders are Young Noble's own orders. However, this instruction was personally given by Young Noble." Stopping for a moment, seeing that Yun Kai was deep in thought, he asked: "Does Hall Master Yun have any other questions?"

Yun Kai shook his head, his hand extended to take the scented sachet, "No more, thank you very much."

The guard then asked, "Then does Hall Master Yun need me to lead the way?"

Yun Kai shook his sachet, smiling as he asked: "With this, there shouldn't be a problem right?"

The guard nodded. "If you know the way."

Yun Kai put the scented sachet back into his sleeves, and walked through the stone door, "I probably know my way around, so I won't trouble you guys. If I can't find the way, I can come back. "