Martial Arts Escort System: I Got A Maxed Level Divine Technique From The Beginning - Chapter 691: 298 Unexpected
Chapter 691: Chapter 298 Unexpected
The air was heavy for a moment, and even the cool autumn breeze struggled to clear it away.
Xing Lan’s face was full of surprise as he looked at Li Zhongming:
“Hall Master Li, what do you mean by that?
“Is Wu Yong’s character still unclear to you?
“Though he may be impetuous in action, he is straightforward and generous, always willing to help those in need.
“I have never heard of him committing any offense that would provoke such hatred.
“Furthermore, no one would take his life for it!
“Apart from Su Mo, who else could have killed him?”
Su Mo snorted coldly:
“Hall Master Li, spouting slander without evidence, is this how Wusheng Hall conducts itself?”
“Shut your mouth!”
Xing Lan glared at Su Mo angrily.
Su Mo’s eyes narrowed slightly:
“Lord Xing, I have a word of advice for you.
“When speaking or acting, use your head and remember to think thrice before you act.
“Out of respect for Wusheng Hall, I showed restraint with my previous palm strike. Do not push your luck.
“Or do you truly think I dare not kill?”
“Of course you dare to kill!”
Xing Lan laughed furiously: “Isn’t Wu Yong killed by you?”
“Xing Lan!!!”
Li Zhongming could no longer bear it and shouted angrily: “If you continue with this nonsense, don’t blame me for not showing any mercy.”
“…You!”
Xing Lan looked at Li Zhongming incredulously:
“To actually side with an outsider? Utterly ludicrous.
“My Wusheng Hall dominates one side, and though we have no ambition to contend for the world, we have never been bullied by anyone.
“Just because of this so-called number one expert of Donghuang, you grovel so lowly; you’ve completely thrown away the face of our Wusheng Hall.
“Let alone him being the first expert of Donghuang, even if he were the number one expert of the world, it would not matter.
“Having killed a man of Wusheng Hall, he must still give an account.”
Li Zhongming felt his head buzzing.
Xing Lan, as the Hall Master of the Seventh Hall, which is the enforcement wing of the whole Wusheng Hall.
Xing Lan has always been upright and impartial.
He has but one flaw: stubbornness—if he believes something is true, it’s incredibly hard to change his mind.
Li Zhongming has more than once appealed to the Great Hall Master Wan Yutang, believing Xing Lan to be unfit to lead the Seventh Hall.
But Great Hall Master Wan Yutang never paid any attention.
Now, with Xing Lan convinced that Su Mo is the murderer behind Wu Yong’s death, it was truly worrisome.
To reach a final verdict on tonight’s events is indeed too premature; ordinary people, even when wronged, would not find it too grievous.
But… who are we dealing with here?
The premier expert of Donghuang, Su Mo!
Such grievances, Wusheng Hall cannot afford.
Xing Lan can be single-minded, empty-headed even, but Li Zhongming cannot allow himself such luxury.
He took a deep breath and said:
“Lord Xing, I speak to you in good faith, do not speak rashly.
“It’s true what you said about Master Wu, he has always been so.
“Yet… who can guarantee that he has not inadvertently offended someone?
“As the Hall Master of the Seventh Hall, you should not jump to conclusions.
“Let alone mistakenly accusing Su, the Chief of the Escort, even if a nameless disciple within Wusheng Hall was accused, how can you so confidently point fingers before the crime is confirmed?
“Hmm… speaking of which, Lord Xing, you said that Su, the Chief of Escort, is the murderer, do you have solid evidence?”
“No.”
Xing Lan snorted: “So you claim Wu Yong has offended someone in secret, yet you do not know who?”
“Well… I was merely postulating.”
Li Zhongming was taken aback; why was Xing Lan acting like a rabid dog, lashing out at everyone?
But Xing Lan laughed:
“You say I have no solid evidence, yet your words are full of speculation.
“I accuse Su Mo of murder, yet at least there was the incident within the hall during daylight to base it on.
“But what about you, Hall Master Li…
“Just a few words from you, and all suspicions against Su Mo are wiped clean?
“Truly absurd!”
“You…”
Li Zhongming’s face turned pale with anger.
At this moment, Su Mo seemed to become a bystander,
Standing aside with hands behind his back, quietly watching the show.
Xing Lan, like a fighting cock, was full of fighting spirit.
Li Zhongming was truly helpless and could only sigh:
“Lord Xing, may I have a word with you in private?”
“There’s nothing I can’t say in front of others!”
Xing Lan deliberately spoke loudly when he said this, his voice projecting so that the patrolling Wushengtang disciples in the distance could hear him.
And their gazes shifted towards them.
Then they heard Xing Lan shout loudly:
“Whatever you have to say, say it here… mmmmph mmmph…”
Li Zhongming managed to cover his mouth, silencing the rest of his words.
Li Zhongming showed a smile towards Su Mo:
“Lord Su, please excuse us. I’ll take him over there to talk for a bit, please wait here.
“I will bring him back to apologize to you shortly.”
“…Hmph.”
Su Mo grunted through his nose, flicking his sleeve: “The guest will follow the host’s lead; you all do as you please.”
“Yes, yes, my apologies, my apologies.”
Li Zhongming said as he dragged Xing Lan away, who kept shouting while being pulled:
“Why can’t we talk here? Both of us leaving, aren’t you afraid Su Mo will run?”
“Shut your mouth!”
Amid their bickering, the two disappeared around the corner.
Su Mo stood in place, his gaze serene, only lingering slightly longer on the few who followed Xing Lan.
