The improved female villains regained their memories.

"okay, I get it."

The rain poured down from the sky. Nangong Qingyang looked up and casually waved his hand.

The rain suddenly stopped, and the girl ran through the flowers without getting wet at all.

Chapter 598 Asking the Way for the World

Perhaps they truly don't understand love.

Many years later, when recalling the past, Yang Pingsheng finally realized the problem.

"Junior brother, junior sister, you've arrived!" At night, a banquet was held at the young master's residence, and Zhou Jinyu was waiting at the door early.

When she saw Yang Pingsheng and Ye Buxin return together, she greeted them with a smile.

The mansion was decorated with lanterns and colorful streamers, and carriages and horses came and went in an endless stream at the gate. Ye Buxin watched silently. Yang Pingsheng knew what she meant and took the initiative to speak: "Senior Sister, are there so many people here today?"

“Yes, besides the guests of the manor, there are people from other families.” Zhou Jinyu said, “The Meng family, the Wang family, the Li family... Senior Brother’s intention is to take advantage of this banquet to allow us younger generation to have a good exchange.”

Ye Buxin and Yang Pingsheng exchanged a glance and followed Zhou Jinyu inside.

The usually quiet Fusu Mansion was unusually lively tonight. The mansion gates were wide open, and two rows of red lanterns hung high, swaying in the wind and illuminating a welcoming avenue covered with golden fallen leaves. The mansion's steward stood by the avenue to greet the guests.

The retainers of the manor also participated in the banquet, but the standards for retainers still followed the Warring States period system. Lower-ranking retainers were not qualified to enter the main hall, and those who could enter the main hall were all Prince Fusu's confidants.

Needless to say, Yang Pingsheng also noticed that the three strange people had entered the main hall.

He silently recited the names of Nangong Qingyang, Qi Pengju, and Wang Jingxing, then sat down with Zhou Jinyu and secretly observed them.

He sat to Zhou Jinyu's right, and Ye Buxin sat to his right.

Prince Fusu appeared, greeting each guest with a smile, followed by Meng Ying.

This was Yang Pingsheng's first time meeting Meng Ying.

Even at banquets, she wore leather armor, her nose was straight, her lips were red and luscious, and she wore no makeup, exuding a commanding presence. She walked side by side with Prince Fusu, her steps steady and her demeanor elegant. Whenever Fusu conversed with guests, she would stand quietly to the side, occasionally parting her lips slightly, her words revealing extraordinary insight and talent, unlike her appearance which suggested she was merely a woman who could use force.

Ye Buxin happened to transmit her voice over: "He has no spiritual root, but his spiritual sea and spiritual veins are extremely exaggerated. The bow on his back is a magic weapon. I wonder what kind of immortal techniques he is good at."

Yang Pingsheng replied telepathically, "I think she's quite strong."

Ye Buxin replied, "I can protect Fusu, but not as much as you and I."

Arrogance as always.

The guests took their seats, with the host, Fusu, sitting in the main seat. It is worth mentioning that Meng Ying did not leave or sit next to any of the Meng family members, but instead sat openly and generously next to Fusu.

That should be the position of the future mistress of the young master's mansion.

Such a scene inevitably raises questions, especially for the Meng and Wang families. However, Fusu took the initiative to speak, explaining with a smile: "Meng Ying and I have grown up together, and our relationship is like that of siblings. This girl has always bullied me, and now, under the guise of protecting me, she is running rampant in this mansion. Please forgive her."

Meng Tian did not come; instead, Meng Ying's elder brother did. He raised his cup and chuckled, saying, "Brother Fusu, you've gone to so much trouble."

Wang Ben didn't come either; instead, the elder brother of the eldest daughter of the Wang family came. He didn't say anything either, just raised his glass and laughed it off, and that was the end of it.

Neither of the two families said anything, and naturally no one else would say much either, but it remains to be seen which particular person remembered this scene.

"Since you have come to my residence for this banquet, you are all my brothers, relatives, and friends. Please do not be shy or reserved," Fusu said with a smile. "Today, we shall not leave until we are completely drunk."

Nearby, several musicians gently plucked the strings, and the melodious music flowed like a spring, intertwining with laughter. The dancers moved lightly, rising and dancing gracefully, their figures swaying in the moonlight, like figures stepping out of a painting, ethereal and otherworldly.

Ye Buxin, who had expected a major event tonight, was extremely disappointed and sent a telepathic message to Yang Pingsheng: "Pingsheng, I want to go back."

Yang Pingsheng understood and said to Zhou Jinyu beside him, "Senior sister, although this place is nice, cultivation is still the most important thing. Ye Buxin and I will leave first."

“Junior brother, there’s no rush in cultivation.” Zhou Jinyu reached out and grabbed Yang Pingsheng’s arm, and said with a smile, “Your senior brother is in a good mood tonight. Besides, he specially prepared this banquet for the reunion of all the disciples of Ghost Valley Sect. Don’t spoil his fun.”

Is a banquet being held to reunite the disciples of the Ghost Valley School?

In the past, Yang Pingsheng might have believed it to some extent, but in the current situation, he could not believe it at all.

Before he could say anything more, he heard Ye Bu telepathically say, "Let's forget about this life and see what happens next."

Upon receiving the message, Yang Pingsheng fell silent and began drinking alone.

Seeing Yang Pingsheng's cold face, Zhou Jinyu said nothing more, but just smiled and looked at the dancer, seemingly lost in thought.

The dance ended in this atmosphere. After rounds of toasts, Fusu was a little drunk. Holding his wine cup, he said, "Gentlemen, although Qin has now unified the world, the way of the world is still uncertain. You are all outstanding people here. In your opinion, what path should the world take in the future?"

Upon hearing this, everyone in the hall fell silent.

It is a well-known fact that the Qin state practiced Legalism from the time of Shang Yang onwards for a century. Logically speaking, after Qin unified the six states, it should naturally continue to practice Legalism.

But Fusu's question was very important. He did not ask what path the Qin state should take in the future, but rather what path the world should take in the future.

The representatives from each family naturally wouldn't answer easily, so Fusu turned his gaze to the guests seated in the main hall and asked, "What path do you think we should take?"

The retainers were Fusu's advisors. Fusu had many retainers, but only the disciples of Guigu and that suspicious trio were qualified to sit in the main hall.

"What path do you think we should take?"

He asked again, his voice heavy, as if he were drunk, yet also as if he weren't.

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“Pingsheng and Buxin, from now on, you will be the last two disciples of my Ghost Valley Sect. As previously agreed, I will teach you the art of concealment, but before I do, I have a question for you.”

A blurry figure sat on a rock, the roar of the waterfall beside him making his androgynous voice sound indistinct.

"What path do you think the world should take after this?"

Ye Buxin and Yang Pingsheng remained silent.

They both had their own answers, of course. At this moment, their silence was not only a reflection on the master's intention in asking the question, but also a consideration of the other's response.

After a moment, they spoke in unison:

"The Way of Heaven." x2

Both of them were taken aback. Yang Pingsheng scratched his forehead, while Ye Buxin breathed a sigh of relief.

A true friend is indeed a true friend; even their answers are the same.

The blurry figure smiled, neither confirming nor denying.

"What path should be followed in the world is not up to me, nor is it up to you."

"Learn the art of concealment well, and then go find the answer."

The wind blows, and the spray from the waterfall splashes onto your figure, passing right through you.

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"What path should the world follow? It should be the path of all living beings of the Mohist school!"

Wang Jingxing started shouting.

Fusu's words seemed to touch a soft spot in his heart, and he immediately slammed his fist on the table and loudly expressed his ideals.

He said that the world was full of powerful and arrogant nobles, and he cursed the rich and heartless merchants and the bandits who burned, killed and looted. He was almost ready to stand on the table, draw his sword, and curse everyone present.

"Among all living beings, must the evil people get everything while the good people suffer? Young master, you ask me today what path the world should follow, but I don't know what path to follow either. Anyway, I don't like the current path the world has."

"Because it's unfair."

Wang Jingxing spoke loudly, his voice amplified by spiritual energy, so that people outside the hall could hear him.

Everyone looked at him, saw the pattern on his clothes, and heard what he said, and suddenly understood.

The Mohists are madmen, so it's not surprising.

No one tried to dissuade them, since it was Fusu who was in a difficult position, not them. The young man from the Meng family, who was on good terms with Fusu, wanted to speak up to ease the tension, but seeing that Meng Ying didn't move, he decided not to interfere.

Wang Jingxing, tired of shouting, returned to his seat and gulped down his drink. After he finally finished speaking, Fusu showed no sign of stopping. Instead, she looked at the sisters sitting in the corner and asked, "Miss Nangong, what do you think?"

All eyes turned to him. Qi Pengju was a little scared, his hand tightly gripping Nangong Qingyang's sleeve. Nangong Qingyang protected him with one hand, looked at Fusu, and said generously, "Young master, I believe that Confucianism is benevolent and loving, and compassionate to all people. There are many schools of thought, and it combines the principles of humanity and the way of the king. The Confucian way is the most suitable."

"Oh?" Fusu smiled and said, "Miss Nangong's mastery of the Great Evolution Method has already greatly surprised me. I originally thought that you would follow the Way of Heaven, but I did not expect you to answer with Confucianism."

The gazes of the crowd were inquisitive, and even Ye Buxin frowned as she scrutinized him. Nangong Qingyang smiled wryly to himself and said, "Young master, there is no need to make fun of me. My Great Evolution Method is nothing more than a amateur attempt to teach Lu Ban in front of you."

The atmosphere of suspicion in the hall grew heavier. Fusu laughed heartily, completely unconcerned about the atmosphere, but he didn't continue to make things difficult for Nangong Qingyang. He turned to his junior brothers and sisters and asked, "Junior brothers and sisters, what path do you think we should take?"

Li Zhujun spread his hands: "Senior Brother, you know me. I am a staunch supporter of Legalism. If you ask me, I will definitely answer Legalism."

Zhou Jinyu stood up and cupped his hands: "Senior Brother, you know that I studied the way of business. The way of business is not respectable. It may be useful to assist the court, but if it is to dominate the world, then it is putting the cart before the horse."

Yang Pingsheng, with his eyes drooping, replied irritably, "I don't know."

With her mouth full of food, Ye Buxin replied in an equally irritable tone, "I don't know."

Fusu smiled, but no one could tell from his smile whether he was satisfied with his junior brothers and sisters' answers. He just sat there and smiled.

"A silly question, sorry to have disturbed everyone's enjoyment." He smiled and raised his glass. "I'll punish myself with three drinks."

He tilted his head back and drank it all in one gulp.

As the strong liquor went down his throat, his smile gradually faded, and his heart grew increasingly dark.

The musician returned to the music, and the dancers took to the stage once more. A joyful atmosphere prevailed, yet it could not conceal the lingering melancholy.

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"The answers to the questions in the world are not so simple. If you wish to explore them, then go ahead."

"I will sit here in the palace and await your answer."

When the man said this, a strong wind was blowing outside.

The wind brought torrential rain, which pounded heavily on the giant beast.

Fusu kept his head down, and as before, he couldn't discern the man's emotions, nor could he tell if he was being sarcastic.

Suppressing his inner fear, he forced himself to say, "Father, your son wants to go to the Ghost Valley Sect."

"I told you, I'm right here, waiting for your answer."

The sound rang out, mixed with the thunder outside. Fusu broke out in a cold sweat, bowed, and took his leave.

In his last glance before leaving, he saw his father, tightly enveloped by the Taixu soil, merging into the darkness.

He couldn't bear to look directly at them, and hurriedly left to find the answer within his own heart.

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My father wasn't like this a long time ago.