“Evil Lord?” Yu Shaozhi looked at the mountain of corpses and sea of blood in the quiet garden, and his eyes darkened, his expression very grave.
Jian Xiuyun stood behind him and said, “That is what the people in the city said.”
Yu Shaozhi turned around, looked at him, and his voice softened, “Brother, please continue.”
Jian Xiuyun turned his head, avoiding his gaze as he continued slowly, “That day when we found out about the situation of the Lin family, we immediately sent a message back to Xuyu. In the next few days, we visited the people in the city and came to know that on the night three days before we arrived in Jiangbei, the Lin residence burst into flames, and screams were heard inside. The situation didn’t calm down until dawn. The next day, someone found two corpses in Mount Ming, belonging to the Lin family. The owner and his wife had words written on their clothes: Chi Jin Sect, Evil Lord.”
When Yu Shaozhi heard this, he frowned slightly, “Chi Jin Sect? I’ve never heard of it. Is it a newly established sect?”
“It should be.” Jian Xiuyun responded, “They were so ruthless even on their first action. It seems that they want to deal the eight sects a big blow.”
Yu Shaozhi continued, “Especially us. The Lin family has a close relationship with Xuyu. They provide us with financial support. Every generation of the family heads and their children will be sent to Xuyu to study under us. Moreover, the Lin family has thousands of servants to protect them, there are many monks among them, and yet they were slaughtered to this point. Chi Jin Sect should not be underestimated.”
Jian Xiuyun lowered his lashes and spoke solemnly, “Five years ago, due to the Void Mirror incident, other sects declined due to civil strife, and now a Chi Jin Sect has appeared out of thin air. It seems that the cultivation world is about to be in chaos.”
Yu Shaozhi sighed, wordlessly acquiescing to his words.
“Where is Liaoting?” Yu Shaozhi suddenly asked.
A trace of anger flashed in Jian Xiuyun’s eyes, and he said, “He passed out several times, I arranged for him to rest in an inn.”
Yu Shaozhi nodded and walked in front of him. He raised his hand slightly, but took it back before he touched him.
He put his hands behind his back and tried to keep his tone as normal as possible, “Shixiong, you must have been tired these past few days. Go rest first and leave it to me.”
Jian Xiuyun didn’t feel tired, but he was a little worried about Lin Liaoting. He was about to go back to see him anyway, so he agreed.
“Then I’ll leave it to you.” After saying that, he turned around and walked out of the Lin residence.
Yu Shaozhi’s eyes followed his back until he completely disappeared, then he turned around.
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Hearing the sound of the door opening, Kan Wenxiao leisurely turned his head. When he saw it was him, his eyes lit up instantly. He took Xiao Xi’er into his arms and walked towards him.
“Shizun.” Kan Wenxiao called out to him.
Jian Xiuyun had seen the scene just now, so as soon as Kan Wenxiao came over, he pulled Xiao Xi’er over and said with a frown, “Are you not afraid of her falling down?”
Kan Wenxiao raised his eyebrows slightly, glancing at Xiao Xi’er nestled in Jian Xiuyun’s arms with a half-smile. He said in a somewhat irritated tone, “Why is Shizun so interested in her?”
Jian Xiuyun turned his head and looked at Xiao Xi’er’s grape-like watery eyes staring up at him for a moment, and his heart suddenly melted.
He raised his hand and pinched Xiao Xi’er’s face, and answered the question, “Actually, it’s not bad to accept her as a young apprentice.”
Kan Wenxiao, who was standing on the side, reached out to hold Xiao Xi’er back into his arms, and then walked out with her after throwing a reluctant glance towards Jian Xiuyun.
Jian Xiuyun was just about to ask him where he wanted to take Xiao Xi’er when suddenly he remembered his own business and let him go.
Jian Xiuyun came to Lin Liaoting’s bedside. Song Qingru stood up, her eyes filled with helplessness.
Jian Xiuyun sighed, took the porridge from her hand and motioned for her to leave.
Song Qingru nodded and walked out.
They were the only two people left in the room.
Jian Xiuyun put the porridge on the table, poured a cup of water, and sat beside Lin Liaoting’s bed.
He patted the person wrapped in a ball on the bed and said, “Even if you don’t eat, you still have to drink water.”
There was no movement under the quilt.
Jian Xiuyun lowered his eyes, his slender eyelashes trembling slightly, and suddenly fell silent.
Jian Xiuyun recalled the day he found out the Lin family had been wiped out. Lin Liaoting had rushed into the mountain of corpses and sea of blood, moving away the corpses one by one.
Jian Xiuyun knew he was searching for someone. He knew that he was afraid of not being able to find them, but even more afraid of finding them lifeless.
Jian Xiuyun stepped forward to pull him back, but was pushed away. He could only watch him rummaging tirelessly in the whole pile of corpses, searching for them.
In less than half an hour, his whole body was soaked with blood, and he seemed to have become a dirty body of blood in the quiet garden.
In the end, the bodies of the head of the Lin family and his wife were found in Mount Ming.
Lin Liaoting held their bodies and sat there all night.
Jian Xiuyun stayed with him and watched with his own eyes as his most arrogant and proud disciple fell into depression overnight.
When it was time to bury the head of the Lin family and his wife, Lin Liaoting hugged them tightly and refused to let go.
In the end, Jian Xiuyun knocked him out and then buried their bodies.
Jian Xiuyun took Lin Liaoting back, washed and changed his clothes, and then sat quietly by his bed, waiting for him to wake up and start crying.
But Lin Liaoting was unexpectedly quiet.
He didn’t cry or make a fuss, he didn’t eat nor drink. He just curled up into a ball, leaving behind a silent figure.
Jian Xiuyun’s fingers holding the teacup slowly tightened, and his slender knuckles looked whiter under the reflection of the green cup.
“Don’t give advice to others when you can’t feel their pain.” Jian Xiuyunn suddenly said, his voice very low. He didn’t know whether he was talking to Lin Liaoting or himself.
“So I won’t say any nonsense to you about condolences or anything like that. Liaoting, I know you’re feeling uncomfortable. I won’t ask you to talk to me. I just want you to sit up, drink water, and cry.”
As soon as he finished speaking, the quilt wrapped in a ball on the bed began to tremble slightly. Jian Xiuyun’s voice was slightly hoarse, “You cry so silently, how will this let out the pain?”
With that said, Jian Xiuyun stood up, placed the teacup on the stool aside, and took the teapot over.
“I’ll leave you here alone. Cry your heart out. Don’t hold it in. It will only hurt.”
Jian Xiuyun said, then turned around to walk out.
As soon as he reached the door, he suddenly heard a sob from behind him, “Shizun.”
Jian Xiuyun turned around and saw that Lin Liaoting’s back was still facing him, but the curve of the quilt was wider.
He hesitated for a moment, then walked back. As soon as he stood by the bed, he saw the quilt in front of him suddenly opening up, and then a tall figure threw himself into his arms.
Lin Liaoting hugged his neck and began to cry loudly.
“Shizun…Shizun…”
Jian Xiuyun took a step back from the impact. He then stabilized his body, wrapping his arms around him, and patted his back gently. He said, “I’m here.”
Lin Liaoting’s head was buried in his neck, and Jian Xiuyun soon felt wetness.
Lin Liaoting was crying too bitterly, and his words were incoherent and unclear, but Jian Xiuyun still understood.
He heard Lin Liaoting saying, “Shizun, I miss my mother so much.”
the “I’m here” and Liaoting sobbing as he hugs the closest thing to a parent in his life, his shizun. . . .is ughughghg 🫂
I really hope the Evil Lord have nothing to do with our-sus-suddenly-came-out-of-nowhere-protagonist…
😭😭😭
Thanks for the chapters. Poor Lin Liaoting, Ihope they can make Evil Lord pay…. and Xiao Xi’er she could be the adopted daughter of the couple of Shizun and disciple
Omg this is so heart breaking 😭😭😭. Rest in peace Lin family 🕊️🕊️
even though Lin Laoting was an arrogant young master, after KW disappearance he still expressed his guilt and remorse for bullying him like that. Poor man didn’t deserve to have his entire family lineage slaughtered like that…