I just want to repair a flute [Martial Arts]

After entering the room, Yuan Jinggeng first drank a cup of tea angrily, and then, as if he was thinking of something, he suddenly laughed out loud.

"What is Uncle Qi thinking about?" Yuan Suiyun asked casually while serving his father a sip of tea, but he heard Yuan Jinggeng say proudly, "I am Xiaoye Gucheng. People in the martial arts world say that the Lord of Baiyun City is a genius and his sword is unstoppable, but didn't we Suiyun block it anyway? I think he is just bragging about himself, it's nothing great."

"What nonsense are you talking about? There is no false reputation. This is not a fight of life and death. It's just a sword. How can it be said that it is the full strength of the Lord of Baiyun City?" Yuan Dongyuan couldn't help but scold him when he heard it, and then taught his only son: "Don't listen to your uncle's nonsense. You should know that being arrogant is the biggest taboo for warriors."

"Yes." The former young master agreed with a smile.

"I'm not talking nonsense. Ye Gucheng is as old as Suiyun. He is more than ten years older than Suiyun. When Suiyun reaches his age, he will definitely be more famous than him." Yuan Jinggeng didn't care and patted his nephew's shoulder. "Good boy, although your father only has you, I think there is no point in having so many children. It is better to have useful ones."

"Go away." Yuan Dongyuan smiled and said a few words to him, and then spoke tenderly to his son. After Yuan Suiyun left, he put away his smile and said to his brother seriously, "Send someone to keep an eye on Ye Gucheng. He relies on his strong swordsmanship and is always arrogant and selfless. He will not give face to my Wuzheng Villa. Who knows, he may come to find Suiyun again."

Yuan Jinggeng didn't take it seriously: "Okay, big brother, you're talking as if Suiyun is a vegetarian. If he was really that useless, he would have married and had children as you wished. We don't need to interfere too much in the affairs of the younger generation."

However, seeing that his elder brother was really worried and concerned that worry would harm his health, he sent people to follow the news about the Lord of Baiyun City every day. Soon, the arrival of a new piece of news made Yuan Dongyuan feel relieved.

"On the night of the full moon, on the top of the purple gold mountain, a sword comes from the west, like a fairy from the sky. Interesting, interesting. The duel between the two top swordsmen in the world is not to be missed. Big brother, sixth brother, are you going to watch it?" Yuan Jinggeng asked with a smile on his face, holding the secret report.

"Come on, it's the Mid-Autumn Festival, but you're going to watch people duel instead of staying at home!" Yuan Wenjing was not very interested, but he also said to Yuan Suiyun who was sitting obediently on the side: "However, since the two of them are the most famous swordsmen in the world, they naturally have their own extraordinary qualities. After this competition, only one of them will remain. Then we won't be able to see the style of the dead one again! You young people, go and see it, and take your cousin with you. Anyway, she won't stay at home with an old man like me. At home, your seventh uncle and I will accompany your father."

Upon hearing this, Yuan Dongyuan just acquiesced, but Yuan Jinggeng immediately said in horror: "I want to go too!"

"When did you become so interested in swordsmanship?" Yuan Dongyuan asked him with a smile, stroking his beard. Yuan Wenjing rolled his eyes and answered first: "Come on, what does it have to do with swordsmanship? He just wanted to watch the fun and gamble - since the news has spread, all the major gambling houses must have opened their doors long ago."

Yuan Jinggeng chuckled and did not refute: "Such a bet is so rare! If you don't want to play, don't stop me. Suiyun, do you want to bet? If you don't have money, Uncle Qi can lend you some!"

Yuan Suiyun naturally wouldn't say that he was also a dealer, so he just responded casually, and said casually, "In terms of swordsmanship, Ximen Chuxue is no match for Ye Gucheng."

"Huh?" Yuan Jinggen was a little surprised, while Yuan Dongyuan asked nervously: "Why? Have you fought with Ximen Chuxue before?!"

"Dad, you forgot. When I went to the Jewel Pavilion for a banquet, Manor Master Ximen also came that day and killed Su Shaoying, one of the 'Three Heroes and Four Beauties' of Emei." Yuan Suiyun said with a smile, but did not mention that he only brought a fan that day and Ximen Chuxue didn't even look at him.

If he died in this duel, fulfilling the reputation of the Lord of Baiyun City, and letting Uncle Seventh win...it would be a good ending.

"Is that so...Okay, I'll listen to you and buy Ye Gucheng." Yuan Jinggen smiled and touched his head. He just wanted to have fun and didn't care about the outcome of the duel. Who knew that Yuan Suiyun said, "But the person who wins in the end may be Ximen Chuxue."

"Hey, what's that?" Yuan Wenjing picked up a bunch of grapes from the fruit plate and ate them while jokingly saying, "When they fight, a single sword blow is enough to kill someone. You said Ye Gucheng's swordsmanship is better, so why do you say Ximen Chuxue can win?"

"When masters fight, the winner can indeed be decided by just one sword. If they keep silent and just compete at the top of the Purple Gold Peak, they can naturally get the result easily. But now it is still several months away from the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the news of the competition has already spread throughout the streets and alleys. The result of this competition may not be something they can influence." Having said this, Yuan Suiyun smiled gently.

"——If someone in the casino bets his life and fortune on Ximen Chuxue's victory, will he quietly wait for the competition, or will he try to murder Ye Gucheng?"

And only such a turnaround in gambling can bring greater benefits to those who place the bets!

Yuan Jinggeng thought about what he said and suddenly felt a little bored: "It is indeed possible... But how can those two people be killed so easily? As long as they are alive, they have to crawl to the duel site even if they have to crawl!" "If they are alive, and your hands are crippled, there is no need for any more competitions! If you really use despicable means, even if you are the best hero in the world, you may not be able to avoid being tricked." Yuan Wenjing retorted, but then he pondered. "Strange, Ye Gucheng lives far away in Baiyun City overseas and rarely comes to the Central Plains. Ximen Chuxue is almost a mute, and I have never heard him say a word, so... who spread the news that they are going to duel to everyone?"

Although they had doubts for a while, that was the end of it. After all, Baiyun City and Wanmei Villa had nothing to do with Wuzheng Villa. Regardless of the victory or defeat, it would only become a temporary joke in the end. Only Yuan Suiyun sent his uncles away and returned to his room alone. He silently sorted out the whole process in his mind.

In fact, after Ye Gucheng left that day, he found Li Zixi and asked him about his relationship with the Lord of Baiyun City. For some reason, even though they had never met each other before, Li Zixi seemed particularly afraid of him. He honestly confessed that it was because he went to the wrong place when he came to this world and appeared directly in Baiyun City.

"I don't know how the city lord found out, but he found out that I appeared out of nowhere, so he locked me up for a while." Li Zixi said helplessly. "I couldn't explain it to him, so I made up a bunch of nonsense that I was a god from heaven, and he almost beat me to death. But after I kept a low profile for a while, he finally let me go, so I came to find you."

He had originally prepared that if all else failed, he would ask Yun Chuxiu for help in his dream. However, Ye Gucheng suddenly changed his mind and even sent someone to send him back to Central Plains. Although the other party's purpose was probably to find out who he was in contact with, so what did it matter? Li Zixi acted uprightly, and besides, if he was going to trick someone, he would rather trick the young master's lover, so he came here without any psychological burden.

Who knew that Yuan Suiyun was such a scary person.

What a mistake!
Fearing that he would also be unlucky enough to become one of the wronged souls behind Yuan Suiyun, Li Zixi flatteredly recounted his experiences in detail, and even generously revealed to Yuan Suiyun: "Before I left, in order to repay City Lord Ye for taking me in, I helped him to have a fortune-telling, and the result was a bad omen! He must have thought that this was alarmist talk, or suspected that I was deliberately trying to harm him or something, so he was so petty and even followed me all the way here."

"Oh?" Yuan Suiyun couldn't help but become very interested when he heard this. Ever since Yun Chuxiu confessed to him that Li Zixi was actually his subordinate and not his enemy, he also told him some of this man's abilities. This Taoist priest not only looked different from ordinary people, but also had some supernatural abilities. He often told fortunes for people around him, so Yun Chuxiu always called him a charlatan. However, he was different from those Taoist priests who were full of lies. Nine out of ten times, what he said would come true.

"I don't know. What is the result of the Taoist's divination for the Lord of Baiyun City? What kind of disaster is it?"

Li Zixi said casually: "Auspicious omens have their own advantages, but ominous omens are mostly related to life and death. Since it is a serious omen, it means that he is about to die. This is what I told him. If he duels with others recently, he will definitely be the one to die in the end!"

No wonder Ye Gucheng tracked him down all the way here! Yuan Suiyun thought to himself that he had done his best by letting Li Zixi walk into Wuzheng Villa unharmed.

However, since he had done nothing, he was naturally not afraid of the Lord of Baiyun City coming to find fault, not to mention that the duel had not yet begun, and the outcome could not be determined by a word from a charlatan. But now that the eyes of the world were on Xiye and the other two, his plan had to be postponed, otherwise, wouldn't it be all in vain?

So, what should we do next?
Yuan Suiyun was thinking about whether he should go out to inspect the property of Wuzheng Villa. After killing some time, Ding Feng came into the house with a stern face and handed him a secret letter. After reading it, Yuan Suiyun felt that "things have finally come".

"Have you arranged everything?" He turned around and asked. Ding Feng nodded and added, "The person who knew about this has been silenced."

"Very good, ask the doctor to give him a stronger dose of medicine, and don't let him move freely for a while." The letter just now only said one thing: Sun Jian was seriously injured and was rescued by his people. Ding Feng received the order, but still couldn't help asking: "Young Master, don't we need to send someone to the old man's place?"

"The old man doesn't need us to remind him. He must have known what happened. Since this is an internal fight, it's better for outsiders not to interfere unless it's absolutely necessary." Yuan Suiyun shook his head. Since he had already decided to stand on the side of the old man and Sun Jian, he would naturally handle the matter properly. "Just pay attention to the latest news from the Sun Mansion, and let Nanhe take a team to Taihu to find someone and tell him the news about Sun Jian."

"Who?"

"Yi Qianlong."

(End of this chapter)