The Condor Heroes: The Quanzhen Sect has produced a vengeful master!

Lu Qingdu seemed to realize that his words were a bit deliberate, and awkwardly hid behind Wang Jiuling.

Not only Huang Rong, but even Wang Jiuling felt that Lu Qingdu's performance was somewhat problematic.

He frowned slightly, glanced at Lu Qingdu beside him, but didn't say anything in front of Huang Rong.

To prevent the Mongols from causing further trouble, Wang Jiuling did not return to the city wall but stayed at the Guo residence.

There were already a large number of soldiers and Beggar Clan disciples guarding the granary.

By noon, the Mongol siege had finally come to a complete end.

This probing attack on the city ended in a resounding victory for Xiangyang.

However, Guo Jing did not show much joy when he returned.

"The Mongols' probing means that Xiangyang and even the Song Dynasty have been completely targeted by them."

At the dinner table, Guo Jing was somewhat distracted while eating.

While Huang Rong comforted Guo Jing, her gaze was subtly fixed on Wang Jiuling.

As for Wang Jiuling, he was thinking about Lu Qingdu.

Each of the three was preoccupied with their own thoughts, and the meal was eaten in a somewhat silent manner.

After the meal, Guo Jing went to rest. Although the commander of the city wall did not use force, he was still very tired.

Inside the room, Guo Jing looked at Huang Rong with a smile on his face.

"Rong'er, this defense of the city was a close call. It seems that Xiangyang City will be peaceful for a while."

Huang Rong smiled and nodded, then told Guo Jing the news that Guo Fu had almost gotten into trouble.

"You just got back, and I was afraid you'd be too anxious to eat properly, so I didn't tell you."

"Today, Fu'er..."

Upon hearing this, Guo Jing stood up in surprise.

"What?! How could something like this happen?"

"Thank goodness! Thank goodness my junior brother returned in time!"

"Rong'er! We really need to thank our junior brother properly this time! He saved Fu'er!"

As Guo Jing was about to leave, Huang Rong grabbed his arm.

"Brother Jing! I have something else I want to tell you!"

Guo Jing sat down curiously and saw Huang Rong frowning.

"Brother Jing! I still suspect... that person from last night might be related to Master Wang!"

Upon hearing this, Guo Jing immediately smiled and shook his head and waved his hand.

"Rong'er! I understand what you mean. Yesterday, Fu'er was very disrespectful to Junior Brother. Do you think he retaliated against her?"

"But how could Junior Brother possibly stoop to the level of a junior like Fu'er? He is a calm and upright person, and the fact that he was bestowed the title of True Person by the Quanzhen Sect is proof of that!"

Guo Jing stood up.

"Besides, he saved Fu'er's life today, that's a great favor! We should just thank him, how can we be so suspicious?"

"Rong'er, we can investigate the matter of the thieves later. Please don't say things like that again, especially if our junior brother hears you..."

Huang Rong shook her head.

"Brother Jing! Listen to me!"

"Although Fu'er is just a child, she has been clever and quick-witted since childhood. Even if she didn't see the person's face clearly, she must remember the person's figure!"

"Last night she was the first to point out Master Wang, and this is not necessarily just a child throwing a tantrum!"

On the contrary, Fu'er's instinctive pointing when she was afraid must have some merit!

"Besides, Fu'er said at the time that he looked just like a Taoist priest!"

"And Lu Qingdu!"

Huang Rong then told Guo Jing about Lu Qingdu's strange behavior.

"His actions are far too coincidental! Brother Jing, don't you really think there's something wrong with them?"

She has always been opinionated, and Guo Jing is used to listening to Huang Rong's opinions on everything. Seeing his wife so serious at this moment, he was at a loss for words.

"But..."

Guo Jing paced back and forth in the room.

"But why would Junior Brother do this? He has absolutely no reason!"

"Otherwise, why would he have saved Fu'er today?"

"Besides, even if he really is a Taoist priest from the Quanzhen School, he might not be my junior brother! Maybe it's someone else?!"

Huang Rong shook her head directly.

"Brother Jing! When that figure escaped last night, his movements were incredibly nimble; his martial arts skills were definitely no less than mine!"

"Just now, I asked Fu'er. Lu Qingdu was sent flying by that Semu man in just one move, and his sword even broke."

"His martial arts skills aren't that high!"

"And anyone who can disappear from my sight in the blink of an eye is no ordinary person!"

Huang Rong's words were by no means untrue.

The Taoist priest, skilled with a sword, was the first person Guo Fu identified.

"Last night I wanted to examine their shoes. Although the fourth-generation disciples' shoes were also very wet, Master Wang's shoes didn't seem to be very clean either!"

"Lu Qingdu led people to search for clues, but in my opinion, it seems more like an attempt to cover up the truth!"

Guo Jing fell completely silent. He understood that his wife must have a reason for telling him all this.

Silence fell over the room.

After a long while, Guo Jing still firmly shook his head.

"Rong'er, what you said makes sense, but it's ultimately just speculation without any concrete evidence. Besides, Junior Brother saved Fu'er's life today!"

"It would be wrong to doubt my junior brother because of this!"

After saying that, Guo Jing got up and left the room to go see Guo Fu.

Looking at her husband's back, so stubborn and overly honest, Huang Rong sighed helplessly.

"Brother Jing, I know your personality, and I don't want to doubt Master Wang."

"Kophle is our daughter, I can't allow her to get hurt..."

"Perhaps we could test the waters..."

Guo Jing was unaware of Huang Rong's thoughts; he went to see his daughter.

Guo Fu was still sleeping. She hadn't slept well last night and was now facing another crisis. Guo Fu was exhausted.

"Father...Mother..."

In her sleep, she was still murmuring to herself, and Guo Jing gently covered her with the blanket.

He let out a deep sigh.

"It couldn't be my junior brother's..."

On the other side, in Wang Jiuling's room.

Watching Lu Qingdu pour him tea and hang up his coat, Wang Jiuling took a deep breath.

"Qingdu!"

Hearing Wang Jiuling call his name, Lu Qingdu turned around.

"Uncle-Master, did you call me?"

Lu Qingdu eagerly approached, his face full of flattery.

Wang Jiuling nodded, picked up his teacup, and took a sip. "Qingdu, are you hiding something from me?"

Lu Qingdu was stunned for a moment, a look of panic flashed in his eyes, and he denied it outright.

"No, Uncle-Master! How could I dare to hide it from you?"

"My martial uncle is my only support in the Quanzhen Sect. I wouldn't dare to hide anything from him!"

Wang Jiuling looked at Lu Qingdu, who had a loyal expression on his face, and fell into deep thought.

Lu Qingdu's somewhat ambiguous words today made Wang Jiuling a little suspicious.

In fact, he also felt that what Guo Fu said might not be entirely unfounded.

He had some suspicions: Did Guo Fu offend Lu Qingdu, so Lu Qingdu wanted to kill her?

Is Lu Qingdu really that petty?

This guy may not be a good person, but he's definitely smart and unlikely to do something like that.

After thinking for a long time, Wang Jiuling said nothing more.

It wasn't that Wang Jiuling was indecisive; it was simply that he had considered it.

He is no ordinary disciple now; he is the Sword-Holding Elder and also the Azure Sun True Man.

This reflects his status and rights; at the same time, he also represents the upper echelons of the Quanzhen School and its rules of conduct.

It is not proper for an elder in the sect to question a junior disciple based on a mere unfounded guess.

What if Lu Qingdu denies it? Should we beat him up in public?

If the leaders of the Quanzhen School act in this way, then the lower levels will follow suit and there will be no unity at all. The Mongols won't even need to do anything; they can just disband themselves.

However, Wang Jiuling still spoke meaningfully.

"Qingdu, you should know my temper. I can't stand seeing anyone commit violence or evil, do you understand?"

Lu Qingdu nodded vigorously.

"Uncle-Master! I understand!"

Wang Jiuling got up and left. Lu Qingdu breathed a deep sigh of relief, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

"I shouldn't have said those things today... I was so foolish!"

Outside the door, Wang Jiuling walked along the corridor, glanced back, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

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