Chapter Forty-Four: Tracing Wan Ping

  Lu Wushuang walked back to the treasure chest, rummaged through it for a while, and found two hair flowers and two strands of pearl necklaces that were about the size of fingers. Chen Yunfeng smiled and said:

  "Yelü, I don't want your family's treasure either. Just have someone send a box of gold to the carriage later and that will be enough. It's getting late now, so I'll trouble you for tonight at your place, and tomorrow morning I'll give you the antidote."

  A box of gold weighing over a thousand catties, Chen Yunfeng only asked for less than one-tenth of it, which is indeed not greedy. But if Yelü Jin knew that Chen Yunfeng was unable to take it away and said so, he would probably secretly despise the looting Chen Yunfeng.

  When Yelü Jin heard that Chen Yunfeng was going to stay for another night, his face became even more sullen. However, his life was still in Chen Yunfeng's hands, and now whatever Chen Yunfeng said went.

  After having someone tidy up the best guest room for Chen Yunfeng, Yelü Jin finally left the room and walked towards the study outside. This whole ordeal had already lasted until nightfall. He was fuming with anger and muttering to himself, thinking of a solution, when an attendant knocked on the door and came in saying:

  "Master, there's a letter from an elderly gentleman in the capital."

  "Let him in." Upon hearing that his father's messenger had arrived, Ye Lu Jin said in a low voice.

  Just then the door curtain opened and a man in his fifties walked out with a smile, saying:

  "Jin Er, didn't expect it was me, did you?"

  "Father, it's actually you?" Yelü Jin exclaimed in surprise.

  The newcomer was his father, Ye Liu Chucai, also the Mongolian Zhongshuling, equivalent to the prime minister and the head of all officials. The old man didn't say a word, the door curtain was lifted again, and a man and a woman walked over from behind the door.

  The man was twenty-three or four years old, tall and slender in build, but a bit thin. He didn't look like a handsome guy at first glance with his horse face. The girl was probably sixteen or seventeen years old, with sword-like eyebrows, almond-shaped eyes, cherry lips, and a small white face that looked like a beautiful little beauty.

  The only person who could have such a view is Chen Yunfeng, who had already climbed onto the roof of the study to pry up tiles and eavesdrop. He was originally just trying to steal from Ye Lü Jin to see how he would react, but unexpectedly that night Ye Lü Chucai and others arrived here. Among these young men and women, one was Ye Lü Qi, a disciple of Zhou Botong, and the other was Ye Lü Yan.

  Watching Yelü Chucài and a few others nonsense, Chen Yunfeng stared at Yelü Yan with both eyes, her figure was curvaceous and slender, her personality was open and straightforward, probably inherited the problem of Liao people's bloodline.

  "Crack." A crisp tile-responding sound came, Chen Yunfeng lowered his body and took a look, a woman who was not inferior to Yelü Yan in figure, with a face that was extremely beautiful, was rushing over the eaves towards the study where Yelü Chucui was.

  Chen Yunfeng smiled to himself, and now Wanyan Ping had arrived. He wondered how the next act would play out, so he continued to lie on the rooftop, watching as Yelü Jin was knocked down. Yelü Yan was already fighting with Wanyan Ping in a thrilling manner.

  "Third sister, let me come." Yelü Qi said in a low voice as he saw that Yelü Yan was unable to defeat Wanyan Ping.

  Only to see Yelü Qi with his left hand behind his back, a self-satisfied look on his face, took down Wanyan Ping's long knife in three moves. This Wanyan Ping had come for revenge, and after a moment of heartache, she was about to take her own life with the long knife, but Yelü Qi, whose martial arts skills far surpassed hers, snatched the knife away from her.

  "Wanyan girl, you have assassinated me three times, and three times Zhi'er has let you go. You always say that I helped the Mongols destroy the Jin Dynasty and killed your family members, but the Jin Dynasty destroyed my Liao State in the first place, and all of my family members were slaughtered. That's why I helped the Mongols destroy the Jin. Is this revenge meaningful?" Yelü Chucai said to Wanyan Ping in a low voice.

  "Big Horse Face is really shameless, he himself learned the improved Quanzhen martial arts from Zhou Botong, bullying such a girl and still pretending to be cool. This old guy is even more shameless. This national hatred and family feud are just like this, you kill my people and I'll kill yours in order to prove the existence of hatred. Are you going to let it go without avenging your family just because they were killed by me?" Chen Yunfeng still watched the commotion and made his own commentary.

  Wanyan Ping still wanted to die, and Ye Lü Qi was forced to make a pact with her. No matter when, as long as Wanyan Ping forced him to take out his left hand, he would surrender and accept punishment. Wanyan Ping knew that her martial arts skills were far inferior to Ye Lü Qi's, so she dimmed her eyes and pushed open the window to leave. Chen Yunfeng retreated to one side and followed her over the wall.

  This Wan Yanping's martial arts skills are not good, but her lightness skill is relatively rare. Leaving the Ye Lü mansion, her toes seemed to be floating on water, moving quickly and swiftly. Chen Yunfeng has now reached the level of a top-notch master with internal power, and his lightness skill is also a rare technique.

  The ancient tomb's light skill was known as the number one divine eagle, Ling Bo's micro-step in the Tianlong was known as the absolute top-notch, and with the mysterious Nine Yin Body Method, Wan Yanping surprisingly didn't discover that Chen Yunfeng had quietly followed her within a distance of less than 16.7 feet.

  After leaving Longji Village, Wanyan Ping arrived at a small hut, pushed open the door and went in to light the lamp, sat on the edge of the bed and let out a deep sigh.

  *sigh*...

  Chen Yunfeng also sighed deeply, but he wasn't sighing about the girl's situation. Instead, he was sighing because he had unexpectedly taken on Yang Guo's role and appeared here.

  Since intercepting the scene where Yang Guo saved Lu Wushuang, the fate of most female matches in the Condor Hero world has changed. He originally didn't want to get involved with Wanyan Ping's affairs, but found that this little girl actually looked pretty good, at least saying she was more refreshing and lovely than Little Dragon Maiden.

  He followed her here and heard Wan Yanping's lament, only then did he realize that after everything had turned around, he seemed to have lost control of the rhythm too, so he also let out a long sigh of helplessness.

  "Who?" Hearing Chen Yunfeng's long sigh, Wan Yanping drew out the long knife hidden in her sleeve and asked.

  Chen Yunfeng pushed open the door and went in, looking at the face with tears on it, but holding a long knife, said faintly to Wan Yanping:

  "As I passed by the soy sauce shop, I heard a maiden sighing and thinking to herself. You're just seeking revenge but can't succeed, wanting to kill yourself without considering that a gentleman's revenge is not too late even after ten years. That Ye Lü Qi is a master of Quanzhen's first-rate high-handedness, Zhou Bo Tong, now at least a first-rate early-stage expert. Your third-rate knife skills and martial arts are already a waste of expression for me to deal with you with just one hand;

  "With your current skills, even if you find a great master and become an expert, he's probably already a top-notch master. At that time, you'll still be unable to avenge yourself."

  "You said you were a soy sauce maker, how did you know all this?" Yan Ping's eyes became even more cautious as she spoke.

  Chen Yunfeng patted his head, it's better not to talk about the words of later generations. He pointed at the long knife in Wanyan Ping's hand and said:

  "Your swordsmanship is simply rubbish, let alone using your hands, even if you don't use your hands and feet, you're not my match with just one move. I've heard that your palm technique is Iron Palm Skill, and your lightness skill seems to be a Water Floating Skill. These two should be your real abilities. However, if you want to fight Ye Lü Qi, even if you practice until you become as powerful as Qiu Qian Ren, the hope of revenge is still very slim."

  "Hmph, arrogant madman." Wan Yanping looked at Chen Yunfeng and said coldly.