Gu Long's World: Starting with the Legend of Chu Liuxiang

Jiang Fengyue remained seated in the wide chair.

Ah Fei has already gone very far, but it's unknown whether he can catch up with Lin Xian'er.

However, even if he doesn't find Lin Xian'er, Lin Xian'er will still come looking for A Fei again, simply because A Fei still has value to Lin Xian'er.

Li Xunhuan said sadly, "I really never imagined that A-Fei would turn out like this."

Jiang Fengyue sighed, "I should have thought of that earlier. We should have taken Afei with us to Songshan back then, so that he wouldn't have any chance to come into contact with Lin Xian'er."

Li Xunhuan stared at the sword left behind by A Fei on the ground and asked in a daze, "Do you think he will come back to pick up his sword?"

Jiang Fengyue slowly stood up from the wide chair, walked to the sword, and gently bent down to pick it up.

He said, word by word, "This sword will definitely return to his hands, and Lin Xian'er will definitely die."

……

Jiang Fengyue sat in the carriage again, as if he had been wasting most of his time in the carriage since he arrived.

He can only gradually get used to this slow-paced lifestyle.

When Jiang Fengyue was sitting in the carriage, she liked to open the curtains of the windows so that she could see the scenery outside the window all the way.

Whether it's a bustling city street, a mountain forest filled with birdsong and fragrant flowers, or a quiet, deserted wilderness, Jiang Fengyue can stare at it in a daze.

It is only at times like these that his mind is exceptionally calm, allowing him to think independently and understand many things.

Li Xunhuan decided to stay at Xingyun Manor, but instead of staying inside the manor, he settled down at a small shop in an alley behind the manor.

He was worried about Lin Shiyin living alone in Xingyun Manor, so he decided to stay and protect her silently.

Lin Shiyin was completely unaware of Li Xunhuan's determination.

Lin Shiyin will never know why Lin Xian'er suddenly left without saying goodbye, nor will she ever know that Li Xunhuan returned to Xingyun Manor and even stayed in a place only a wall away from her.

Therefore, Jiang Fengyue often thought that compared to A Fei, who fell in love with a bad woman, wasn't Li Xunhuan's unrequited love even more tragic?

Jiang Fengyue shook her head vigorously, her thoughts drifting back to the present.

The carriage had come to a slow stop, seemingly having arrived at its destination.

Jiang Fengyue looked out the window and saw a dilapidated-looking small building not far away.

What secrets might be hidden in a small building in the middle of nowhere?

Jiang Fengyue pushed open the door and walked in. Dust rushed towards her, and it seemed that no one had been in this small building for a long time.

The building has only two floors, and no matter who walks in or how they look at it, it is an ordinary building that is as plain as it gets.

Even such a small building can hold hidden secrets.

Jiang Fengyue walked to the end of the first floor of the small building, where there was a large dressing table. Could it be that a woman once lived here?

He cleaved the dressing table in two with a single sword stroke, revealing a staircase leading down from behind it.

Jiang Fengyue secretly wondered if everyone would hide a secret passage behind a dressing table.

He slowly walked down, and soon he saw a rich treasure—the treasure of the Plum Blossom Thieves.

Lin Xian'er has kept all her savings here over the years. Whether it was stolen, robbed, or cheated, a person who can accumulate such a large amount of wealth must have some ability.

But now these riches are about to change hands.

Boxes of gold and silver jewelry were being moved out. Jiang Fengyue thought the staircase was too narrow and it would take some time to remove everything from the basement.

Jiang Fengyue returned to the carriage, which was already on its way back.

He looked at the boxes in the carriage, the gold, silver, pearls, gems, and banknotes that almost filled half the carriage.

Jiang Fengyue sighed inwardly. Even if he didn't take these things today, Lin Xian'er would give them away soon.

To this end, he even imitated Chu Liuxiang and left a note in that basement:

"I have heard that you possess vast wealth and treasures, which I greatly admire. Fortunately, you have not made my journey in vain. I hereby express my sincere gratitude. — Jiang Fengyue"

When Jiang Fengyue left the note, she could already imagine Lin Xian'er's helpless rage when she came here again and saw the note.

……

While passing through a town, something unexpected happened to Jiang Fengyue.

Jiang Fengyue was having dinner at an inn. She had invited the coachman to join her, but he had disappeared. By the time he returned, it was time for them to leave the city after a satisfying meal.

Jiang Fengyue lifted the carriage curtain, frowned, and asked the driver, "Where did you go just now? Why didn't you eat?"

The coachman laughed and said, "Young master, the food you're eating is too oily. As a rough man, my stomach can't handle too much of that."

Jiang Fengyue stopped asking questions, but her brows furrowed even more deeply.

Before he even left the city, several people dressed in apricot-yellow robes blocked his way.

The people blocking the road looked hostile, with menacing expressions. One of them even had a faint, sinister smile on his face.

Jiang Fengyue sensed something was wrong and told the coachman to rein in the horse. He then darted through the window to the group of men in yellow.

"Check-in!"

"Signing in to help the disciple successfully earns one copper coin."

"Signing in to help the disciple successfully earns one copper coin."

……

There were six people in total, and they were given six copper coins.

Six copper coins aren't even enough to buy a few steamed buns.

Jiang Fengyue frowned slightly. The Money Gang did indeed begin to emerge in the martial arts world after the Plum Blossom Thief incident, and even recruited more than ten experts from the weapon rankings compiled by Bai Xiaosheng.

He didn't say he had no grudge against the Money Gang, or even any connection with them whatsoever. So why were the Money Gang's disciples blocking his way? Did the Money Gang start out by extorting tolls from passersby?

Jiang Fengyue shouted, "Why are you blocking other people's way?"

One of the men in yellow shirts stepped forward and said with a smile, "We're a bit short on cash lately, so we'd like to ask you for some money."

Jiang Fengyue sighed, "So you're trying to rob me?"

Another man in yellow said, "That's not true. We are different from those bandits. As long as you pay the money, we guarantee we won't harm your life."

Jiang Fengyue originally intended to kill them all with one sword, but after thinking it over, she felt that something was wrong, so she decided to see what they were up to.

He smiled kindly and said, "Then tell me, how much money do I need to pay to pass through here today?"

The man in yellow chuckled maliciously, "All of them."

Another man in yellow pointed to Jiang Fengyue's carriage and said, "We want everything in this carriage."

Jiang Fengyue's expression became somewhat serious.

A man in a yellow shirt rushed onto Jiang Fengyue's carriage, but Jiang Fengyue did not stop him.

The man in the yellow robe pulled back the curtain of the carriage and saw a cart full of boxes. He opened the lid of one of the boxes, and dazzling golden light shone on his apricot-yellow robe, making the simple apricot-yellow robe look magnificent.

These men in yellow shirts had never seen so much money in their lives. Their eyes widened in disbelief, and their faces were filled with greed.

The man in yellow, who had lifted the carriage curtain, shouted to his companion, "We're rich! We're really rich this time! Once I deliver this treasure to the gang leader, he'll appoint me as a branch leader..."

Before the man in the yellow shirt could finish speaking, he could no longer utter a word; all his fantasies were about to vanish into nothingness.

Jiang Fengyue's sword had already pierced his throat.

People die for money.