Chapter 1750 - 645: Blood Rain in Jianghu (Part 2)

"He harbors the resentment of a wife being taken away... To me, it’s not much different."

"..."

Su Mo blinked his eyes. Previously, he had heard Lord Ban Shu mention a name Zhi Ying, and it seemed this person was the key.

Guo Zhaochen’s words revealed that he too harbored affections for the woman named Zhi Ying.

But Zhi Ying was in love with Lord Ban Shu.

Disappointed, Guo Zhaochen chose to cultivate the Seven Emotions Absolute Thought Method?

This somehow seems to match up.

But if it’s about the resentment of a wife being taken away, does it mean that Zhi Ying is the grandmother of Jianghu Hall’s young master?

Are these two old fellows planning to team up to kill Zhi Ying’s son and grandson?

Su Mo felt that the ethical relationships within were suddenly somewhat difficult to understand.

"These past affairs of ours don’t have any relation to you, do they?"

Lord Ban Shu opened his mouth:

"Just wonder what you’re probing into this matter for?"

"No need for everyone to take it to heart."

Su Mo smiled lightly:

"Just go ahead and do what you want to do.

"I bid you goodbye..."

These words are simply unreasonable!

You came out and asked a lot, then said it has nothing to do with us.

If it doesn’t concern us, why ask us? Ask someone else!

Right now seeing Su Mo about to leave, Lord Ban Shu hurriedly spoke:

"Wait!"

"Is there anything else?"

Su Mo’s tone was perplexed.

This questioning tone left Lord Ban Shu between laughter and tears, yet he maintained his senior demeanor and spoke well:

"Revered one came here asking about our secret, we tried to tell the truth as much as possible.

"Now, just one question seeks your advice."

"Oh?"

Su Mo smiled slightly: "Let’s hear it."

"... What is your relationship with Jinglong Hall?"

This question from Lord Ban Shu wasn’t asked casually but after some thought.

Asking who Su Mo is, he obviously wouldn’t reveal truthfully.

Asking his purpose for this journey, even if he’s also going to Weiyang Palace, it’s hard to say what he’s going to do.

If pursued to the roots...

If the other party has already asked one question from us, asking more wouldn’t be tasteful.

Thus, this question had to be pivotal and essential.

Inquiring about his relation with Jinglong Hall was indeed the crucial point.

Yet Su Mo laughed slightly:

"No relation."

"..."

If there’s no relation, why inquire?

Despite wandering Jianghu for half a lifetime, Lord Ban Shu never faced such a helpless situation.

However, on second thought, it wasn’t that the matter was vexing him.

It was the person causing him inability.

Once Su Mo finished his words, his figure swiftly moved, and the water curtain surrounding him followed suit, instantly like countless sharp arrows shooting everywhere.

No one expected Su Mo would suddenly strike.

They immediately employed their techniques.

Guo Zhaochen swept his sleeves, releasing inner strength to directly isolate the raindrops.

The white clothed Swordsman with a clang drew his longsword.

With a flick of the blade, circling around, the flying rain droplets were entirely attracted by the longsword, like a swimming dragon.

As his sword slanted, the droplets fell to the ground completely.

It was most convenient for Lord Ban Shu.

A turn of his umbrella isolated the rain droplets.

As the three finished their techniques and looked again, Su Mo’s figure had already disappeared entirely.

"Turns out he simply didn’t want us to see where he went..."

The white clothed Swordsman smirked: "These raindrops were just for show, fooled by his Water Control technique initially."

But heard Lord Ban Shu sigh:

"It wasn’t just for show, merely this person bore no killing intent towards us."

"Hmm?"

The white clothed Swordsman was stunned, turned to look at Lord Ban Shu.

Found him staring at Zhang Meng and Miss Ou on the ground.

The white clothed Swordsman instantly tensed up, hurriedly looked, and surely saw those two had already died unexpectedly.

The rain droplets that came suddenly were differentiated into virtual and real.

The virtual ones were blocked by them, while the real ones transformed water into swords, piercing through Zhang Meng and the white clothed Swordsman’s hearts.

"This..."

The white clothed Swordsman’s brows furrowed.

Lord Ban Shu smiled slightly:

"Seems this person is a friend, not a foe."

"Why do you say that?"

The white clothed Swordsman was perplexed.

Lord Ban Shu didn’t speak, but Guo Zhaochen turned around and left immediately.

"Where are you going?"

The white clothed Swordsman asked hurriedly.

"To kill."

Guo Zhaochen didn’t look back, quickly moving away.

"Handle or not?"

The white clothed Swordsman turned back to look at Lord Ban Shu.

But Lord Ban Shu shook his head:

"Those with misguided heart, dead is dead."

"But the Ou Family Palace now indeed lingers in desolation, after this incident, its hundred-year legacy might end..."

"Their desolation is their own matter, not an excuse for random killing."

Lord Ban Shu sighed:

"Furthermore, that young Master indulged in lust and got spoiled thoroughly, daring to...

"The Ou Family Palace people deservedly all died.

"Yet by such a manner of death, it was too lenient for them."

The white clothed Swordsman couldn’t help but click his tongue repeatedly.

Thought although Lord Ban Shu usually didn’t preach compassion, he had some softheartedness.

This time, however, it’s unknown why his killing intent was so intense.

But once his gaze fell on Zhang Meng’s corpse, he couldn’t help sigh:

"I once fell into hardship in Jianghu and was saved by the Heavenly Fate Valley people.

"So even knowing Zhang Meng deserved death, I’ve always hesitated to kill him.

"Always hoping perhaps he could turn away from evil and embrace the good.