This Lady Is Trying to Kill Me

Chapter 275: Iron River Manor (1)

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

The next day, a light rain brought some coolness to midsummer. The jagged mountains of Wu Province also showed the beauty of an ink painting amidst the clouds and mist.

Near the mountain road not far from the Iron River Manor, three horses stopped in the forest. The bird was standing on a treetop and looking around as a sentry. There was a green leaf on its head. It looked like it wanted to avoid the rain, but its body was too round and couldn’t be hidden. It could only comfort itself in its heart.

Under a big tree, Luo Ning opened an oil-paper umbrella and covered Ye Jingtang’s head.

Standing behind Ye Jingtang, Pei Xiangjun draped a robe over his shoulders and helped him change his clothes. She said softly, “You’ve changed your identity three times in a row to investigate Bai Siming. If Bai Siming still can’t tell, there’s probably something wrong with his eyes.”

Ye Jingtang, standing between the two of them, said with a smile, “We’re not sure if Bai Siming is in the Iron River Manor. Using the identity of the Black Office to go there will alert the enemy, and using the identity of the Pacifying Heaven Cult doesn’t make sense, so 1 can only do this. Later, I’ll get the bird to investigate the situation first. If it can’t find Bai Siming, then we’ll appear.”

Pei Xiangjun sighed and turned to look at Luo Ning. “If anything goes wrong in the Iron River Manor, there will definitely be a fight. Since you have time now, why don’t you help Jingtang recuperate?”

Luo Ning frowned slightly and gestured to the surrounding forest. “It’s raining in the wilderness. How can I help him recuperate?”

Pei Xiangjun harrumphed softly. Recalling the experience of being forced to listen by the wall yesterday, she said with a strange expression, “You don’t have to lie down. I’ll hold the umbrella for you. Just let Jingtang carry you. Didn’t you know how to do it yesterday at the inn?”

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As someone who had experienced this, Luo Ning naturally understood what position Third Lady was talking about. She hugged the little thief’s neck face to face, the little thief held her legs, and then…

Luo Ning’s face turned visibly red. She was embarrassed and couldn’t respond. She raised her hand, wanting to hit Third Lady.

“Okay, let’s get down to business first. It’s the same to recuperate after we’re done.” Ye Jingtang held Luo Ning’s hand and stopped the two women who were about to quarrel. After changing their clothes, they walked toward Martial Understanding Mountain from the wilderness.

The Iron River Manor was hosting a heroes conference, and the sect masters of the twelve sects of Wu Province arrived one after another today due to Guan Yujia’s deterrence.

Ye Jingtang flew silently in the drizzle. In a moment, he arrived near the mountain road around Martial Understanding Mountain. He could see many carriages and horses parked at the foot of the mountain, and some disciples were walking outside the huge manor.

Although some of the twelve sects had sect masters serving as stopgaps like the Black Tortoise Hall, most of them were not weak. It was risky for Ye Jingtang to sneak in rashly. For this reason, he brought Third Lady and Luo Ning to the vicinity of the manor to hide and let the bird, who had seen Bai Siming, act as a scout to investigate the interior of the manor.

In the end, after searching for nearly an hour, the bird didn’t find any traces of Bai Siming in the manor. Instead, Pei Xiangjun, who was squatting outside the manor, discovered a few familiar figures at the foot of the mountain. “Guanghan Lin, Yang Guan, why are they here?”

In the wilderness, Pei Xiangjun looked at the foot of the mountain with a monocular, her eyes filled with confusion.

Ye Jingtang turned around and saw that the Three Absolutes Elderly Immortal, whom he had met once at the Water Cloud Sword Pool, had gotten off the carriage at the foot of the mountain. There were more than ten disciples of the Three Absolutes Valley around him, and the unlucky Yang Guan was among them. “Bai Siming doesn’t seem to be in the Iron River Manor. If I go over and introduce myself, it will easily make the Iron River Manor suspicious. It’s good to have an acquaintance introduce me.”

After Ye Jingtang observed the situation a few times, he asked the bird to pay attention to the slightest disturbance in the sky. Ning’er hid in the dark, waiting for them, while he and Third Lady quickly left the spot they were spying from, fetched their horses, and galloped toward the foot of the mountain…

The sky gradually darkened. A carriage stopped at the intersection at the foot of the mountain path leading to the Iron River Manor. More than ten martial artists carrying weapons stood solemnly in the rain around the carriage.

The white-haired Three Absolutes Elderly Immortal, Guanghan Lin, got off of the carriage with the help of his disciples. He looked up at the gigantic manor on the mountainside with obvious worry in his eyes.

Guan Yujia had sent a heroes conference invitation and urged the twelve sects to attend the banquet. With Guanghan Lin’s experience in the Jianghu, he could guess that if he didn’t attend, there was a high chance that he would suffer trouble.

But the people of Jianghu spoke with their fists. The Iron River Manor’s fists were powerful enough, and they hadn’t fallen yet. If the government didn’t come, and if anyone who received an invitation didn’t come, then Guan Yujia would personally visit the people who didn’t. Guanghan Lin knew that this trip was dangerous, but he had no choice but to give him face.

As an in-name disciple, Yang Guan diligently led the horse in front and noticed his master’s face full of worry. “I’ve already sent people to deliver the three-hundred-year-old ginseng to the capital urgently. When Young Master Ye receives it, even if he can’t help, he should give a reply…”

Guanghan Lin sighed. “Far water can’t put out a nearby fire. Even if the Sir Ye you know can help us draw a clear line between the Three Absolutes Valley and the Prince of Wu’s rebellion, it’s still a matter for the future. We still can’t get through this situation in front of us…”

Ba-da- du in! Ba-da- du in!

While they were talking, the sound of galloping horses came from behind the team.

Guanghan Lin turned to look at the end of the road and saw two fast horses galloping over. The leader was a man in a raincoat and a bamboo hat. On the side of the horse was a long weapon wrapped in black cloth. He was quite tall and was galloping in the light rain with a rather mighty aura.

Guanghan Lin had taken root in Wu Province for many years and had heard of all the heroes of Wu Province’s Jianghu. He could tell that this man wasn’t an ordinary Jianghu person, but he couldn’t recognize him. Just as he was feeling puzzled, he suddenly heard the masked man rushing over speak first.

“So, it’s Elder Guanghan. I’m Ye Silang. I met you at the Water Cloud Sword Pool last month and couldn’t come forward to greet you because of some trivial matters. Please forgive me, Elder Guanghan.”

Ye Sil a ng? When Guanghan Lin heard this name, his eyes revealed a hint of surprise. He hurriedly went forward and cupped his hands. “So it’s Young Hero Ye. I was wondering which family’s son was so valiant… Why did you come to Wu Province?” ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ N(o)vel(F)ire

Because he saw Yang Guan nearby, Ye Jingtang deliberately lowered his voice. He got off his horse and returned the greeting. “Recently, the situation in Wu Province has been unclear. My uncle from the Black Tortoise Hall asked me to come over to train and get to know the Jianghu seniors in Wu Province. I happened to meet you, Elder Guanghan, so I would like to ask you to introduce me.”

When Guanghan Lin heard this, he immediately came to a realization. Guan Shengxing had no weight among the twelve sects of Wu Province. It was reasonable to invite someone from the headquarters to support him at such a critical moment.

Although the Red Flower Pavilion was far inferior to its heyday, the structure of the twelve halls was still there. It had fallen from a top-notch force, but its scale was much larger than any sect in Wu Province.

Ever since Ye Silang appeared and caused a scene at the Water Cloud Sword Pool, the Red Flower Pavilion had already shown signs of rising again. As the leader of Wu Province’s Jianghu, Guan Yujia could look down on the people from the twelve sects, but he had to give some face to a prestigious sect like the Red Flower Pavilion.

Guanghan Lin was just worried about how to survive the calamity at the Iron River Manor. Now that there was support, he was naturally happy. He looked up at the masked woman behind Ye Silang. “Young Hero Ye, you only brought one person?”

“Uncle Guan and the others are discussing business in the county city, so I came over to take a look first. Elder Guanghan, please.”

“Hehe, you fought a great battle at the Water Cloud Sword Pool and became famous all over Jianghu. My good friends in Wu Province still don’t believe your skills. When they see you today, you’ll definitely broaden their horizons…”

“Eider Guanghan, you flatter me.” Ye Jingtang didn’t say much. After confirming from the corner of his eye that Luo Ning was in position on the retreat route, he brought Third Lady and Guanghan Lin up the mountain.

Yang Guan, who was watching the carriage beside the carriage, had been stabbed by Ye Jingtang and saved by him. He had a love-and-hate relationship with him. Seeing Ye Silang chatting happily with his master, he felt a sense of deja vu.

But on such an occasion, Yang Guan didn’t have the qualifications to approach and call him brother.. He just silently watched his master leave…