Free Web NovelChapter 1657: Chapter 29: Different Paths, Same Destination (Part 2)
"Why are these people all rushing to praise him and give him fame?" Zhongxuan Sheng asked with a frown full of fat.
Qingzhuan obviously could not answer this question.
Zhongxuan Sheng drank his wine in one gulp and exclaimed, "This is truly the protagonist in the storyteller’s books! Natural Dao Veins, flawless. At a young age, already admired by the True Monarch. In just a few years, already acclaimed by the Prime Minister, surpassing all in Linzi. On the Guanhe Platform, peerless. Once he entered the Lost World, upheavals began. He stirred up a storm, causing the Cang Sea to rise in waves!"
He turned to look at Shisi and laughed, "Doesn’t that make me look like those useless villains in the books who only plot and scheme, right?"
Shisi reached out to help adjust his hair and said softly, "The you I see has always been the protagonist."
Zhongxuan Sheng looked at her, and through the heavy iron helmet, he seemed to see her face.
But due to Qingzhuan’s presence, he only squeezed her hand.
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Shisi tilted her head, seemingly not understanding why Zhongxuan Zun’s glowing reputation in the Lost World was good news.
Zhongxuan Sheng sighed, "The weight of the genius has increased, so Jiang Qingyang can also gain more tolerance because of it!"
"And my uncle?" Zhongxuan Sheng asked again.
His uncle had two kinds, one was his biological uncle, and the other was a cousin uncle.
But Qingzhuan obviously knew who he was referring to and just bowed his head, saying, "The Marquis has gone out to sea to pick up Young Master Zun."
Zhongxuan Sheng nodded, "That is as it should be."
With his keen sense, it wasn’t hard to judge that Zhongxuan Zun was clearly used as bait by Wei Xun and others in the Lost World. And now, other than Zhongxuan Chuliang, there was no one in the Zhong Xuan Family who could support Zhongxuan Zun...
He waved his hand, and Qingzhuan retreated.
Shisi quietly watched him, saying nothing.
He looked at the exquisite food on the table, suddenly losing interest. Sighing, he casually complained, "It’s all blamed on that Jiang’s cold and indifferent nature, not keeping me company for drinking! This wine, drinking it alone is dull and tasteless!"
"Then..."
He turned his head, only to see the shy girl remove her iron helmet and say softly, "I’ll drink a little with you."
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After winding around for a while, Jiang Wang carelessly turned into an old alley.
No one was around.
With the combination of the Red Mirror and Voice Broadcast Immortal Style, there were already very few people who could escape his perception. Of course, this range was limited to those who might be sent to monitor Lin Youxie.
He perfectly stepped into a few dead angles of secret sentries’ sights and, without a trace of smoke and fire, took a step forward, landing in the courtyard.
Still, it was the Red Mirror leading the way, reflecting the layout of the entire courtyard in his mind. He walked to a bedroom with tightly closed doors and windows and knocked gently on the door.
The sound was well-controlled so that only the person inside could hear it.
"Who?" Lin Youxie’s cautious voice sounded from inside.
She should also have used some kind of secret technique, as the position from where her voice came didn’t match her actual location.
Of course, this couldn’t fool the Voice Broadcast Immortal Style.
"It’s me," Jiang Wang said in a low voice.
With a creak, the door opened.
Lin Youxie looked at Jiang Wang inside, her expression complex.
Jiang Wang stepped across the threshold and casually closed the door behind him.
"Why did you come?" Lin Youxie asked.
Jiang Wang said, "I thought there were a lot of people yesterday, so maybe it wasn’t convenient for you to talk to me..."
Lin Youxie was silent for a moment, then said, "Find a place to sit."
She turned and walked to a table against the wall, "I’m still working on medicine."
Jiang Wang looked around and said, "It’s alright, I’ll just stand."
This didn’t really seem like a young girl’s room.
Of course... how many girls’ boudoirs had he, of the Jiang surname, been in? He wasn’t really qualified to comment.
However, it also didn’t seem like a normal place for someone to rest...
Earlier, he earnestly searched, but apart from the bed, it seemed there was nowhere else to sit. After all, who would sit on a girl’s bed the moment they meet?
"Are there many people outside?" Lin Youxie asked casually.
"There are seven I’ve noticed. I don’t know if there are more I haven’t noticed," Jiang Wang said truthfully.
Lin Youxie slowly ground her medicine and said, "In most cases, I should be safe. My official identity also has some use. Moreover, with so many people watching."
Jiang Wang thought for a moment and said, "Within the system, you are bound by the system and protected by the system. Because protecting those within the system is protecting the system, and protecting the system is protecting one’s power."
"A viewpoint from the ’National Policy Seven Chapters.’" Lin Youxie didn’t turn her head, "You summarized well."
Jiang Wang coughed once, looking to lighten the mood, he searched for something to say, "Does solving cases also require reading so many books?"
Lin Youxie was silent for a while and said, "This is an introductory textbook for Legalists."
"..." Jiang Wang looked around again, then asked, "Can I help you with anything?"
"Do you pity me?" Lin Youxie asked as she continued to grind her medicine.
"Miss Lin, don’t misunderstand, I’m not..."
"Don’t misunderstand," Lin Youxie interrupted, "I am actually very grateful for your sympathy. As the most dazzling genius in Qi Country and the youth with the most potential, you aren’t aloof but have compassion for me, I am very grateful. However, you shouldn’t sacrifice too much for the emotion of sympathy. When you stand at the Absolute Summit in the future, you can grant me a little sympathy then. I don’t have a fragile self-esteem now, I am truly thankful to you."
"I must admit, your situation is sympathetic. I must admit, I harbor such emotions within me—how could I not?" Jiang Wang said seriously, "But I want to help you not just because of sympathy, not just because we’ve worked together a few times, but because of... ’fairness.’"
He continued, "Because I also want the truth. I believe the world should have truth. Irrelevant to interests, emotions, or anything else, just the truth itself.
Because if the truth itself can be mixed with too many things, there will certainly be no fair outcome.
And if the truth isn’t in its true form, that’s the biggest unfairness to the weak."
If the word ’truth’ isn’t pure, if it ultimately becomes controlled by something, it won’t be clean, and the weak’s truth will never arrive.
The Maple Forest City Region, where tens of thousands of people have remained silent permanently, what kind of answer do they need?
"You have a great belief," Lin Youxie said softly, "Unfortunately, all I have is an obsessive, selfish desire for justice for my father."
She believed in the blue plaque, believed in justice, believed in truth.
But all that had weathered away over the past seventeen years, ultimately crumbling at the feet of Wu Lie’s corpse.
She once embraced justice, but now only her selfishness remained.
"If there is a path to justice, I think it must be paved with fairness, so our paths can lead to the same end." Jiang Wang said.
Lin Youxie stopped her mortar, turned at the table, and looked at Jiang Wang.
Jiang Wang instinctively explained, "I thought of this sentence myself."
The room had no lights on, and with the doors and windows shut, it felt dark even in broad daylight.
But as transcendent cultivators, they could naturally see each other clearly.
Lin Youxie wasn’t the kind of breathtaking beauty.
Of course, being watched by her insightful eyes, you wouldn’t have much mind to care about her appearance.
"Can I trust you completely?" she asked.
Jiang Wang simply said, "I think, once you asked me, this question already had its answer."
Lin Youxie wasn’t a hesitant character, so she straightforwardly said, "Grandpa Wu used his own body to leave me two clues."
The corpse composed of clues...
Jiang Wang first heard this sentence from Lin Youxie’s mouth.
At that time, he only felt it was brutal, felt that this sentence was too cold.
Only now did he feel a kind of burning devotion that belonged solely to the blue plaque.
The old man who floated on the sea, it turned out, described this sentence in such a way.
"What clues?" Jiang Wang asked.
"The first is Wanling Frozen Snow."
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"It’s the cause of Concubine Lei’s death and the reason for the chill poison in the life of the Eleventh Prince."
"So, finding Wanling Frozen Snow means finding the murderer, right?"
Lin Youxie did not answer, only continued, "The second clue Grandpa Wu left in the corpse is Tian Xili."
The current clan leader of the Da Ze Tian Clan, Marquis of Gaochang, Tian Xili!
