In the private room on the third floor of Jinyu Hall.
Fan Yuanwu, who witnessed the whole process, looked at the crowd dispersing in front of the small courtyard in the distance, and it took him a while to come back to his senses.
He turned back to look at Xiang An, his face still full of surprise and disbelief.
"Is this Chu Qingxiao crazy?"
Although his cultivation level is not as good as Xiang An's, he still has five realms.
With this cultivation, his ears and eyes are sensitive, and coupled with specific techniques, he can see everything that happens in front of the courtyard.
At this moment, Xiang An also frowned.
He picked up the wine on the table and drank another glass. He had no intention of responding to Fan Yuanwu's inquiry and was just immersed in his own thoughts.
Fan Yuanwu saw this and said, "I said, why are you looking so sad?"
"You won't still care about the old relationship between Nian and Chu Qingxiao and worry about him, right?"
In Fan Yuanwu's view, what Chu Qingxiao did today was tantamount to seeking death.
After learning that Chu Qingxiao was still alive and trying to find the truth, Fan Yuanwu's first thought was to kill Chu Qingxiao to avoid future troubles.
But Xiang An stopped him from this idea.
He seemed to be planning to leave a way for Chu Qingxiao to survive.
That's why I just revealed the news to Jianyuecheng. Compared with those ruthless guys, Jianyuecheng is now weak, and it is very important for them to regain the Dragon Seal. But if such a treasure attracts others to covet it, it is probably impossible to keep it.
Therefore, even if they knew the news, they would not tell anyone about it. This was also the key to Xiang An's selection of Jianyue City.
However, Fan Yuanwu felt that this alone was not safe, so he offered some benefits and asked Chen Huanjuan to take action, thinking of putting Chu Qingxiao under house arrest and leaving it up to her to make the decision after Zhao Nianshuang was released.
Although this was not Fan Yuanwu's original intention, it did give Chu Qingxiao a way to survive.
But Chu Qingxiao's response today can be said to be extremely confused.
Not only did he expose his identity to the public, he also put a treasure like the Dragon Seal on the table.
If there is a way, an ordinary man is not guilty, but he is guilty of carrying a jade.
With this treasure and his sensitive identity, Chu Qingxiao will face one after another troubles.
There will even be many people who want to kill him...
"To be honest, if possible, I really want him to live." While Fan Yuanwu was thinking about this, Xiang An's deep voice suddenly sounded.
Fan Yuanwu put away the thoughts in his mind and looked up at Xiang An.
At that time, there was a bitter look on Xiang An's face. He filled himself a glass of wine, but did not drink it. He just said: "But if he insists on seeking death, I will not stop him."
"Then what do you mean by this look?" Fan Yuanwu asked more and more
puzzled.
Xiang An raised his head at this time and looked at Fan Yuanwu, with a hint of disappointment in his eyes.
"You..."
"I have lived too smoothly in Tianxuan Mountain these years, and I think things are too simple."
"Do you think Chu Qingxiao is making frequent mistakes today and is seeking death?"
"Isn't it?" Fan Yuanwu asked confused.
Xiang An shook his head and said, "No!"
"Today, he is burning the boat and dying."
Fan Yuanwu saw that Xiang An's face was serious and not a joke, and his confusion became more and more intense.
Fortunately, Xiang An had no intention of betraying him, and continued at that time: "At the beginning, like you, I also felt that Chu Qingxiao was seeking his own death."
"But if you think about it carefully, his identity is a bit unbelievable, but can he really hide it?"
Fan Yuanwu was stunned when he heard this: "Why can't he hide it? As long as you and I don't tell, and Rui Xiaozhu and Zhao Nianshuang don't tell, who can know his identity?"
Hearing this, Xiang An narrowed his eyes and looked at Fan Yuanwu: "Zhao Nianshuang, let's leave it aside for now, but will you and I not tell you?"
"Of course, as long as he is willing..." Fan Yuanwu said at that time.
But mid-sentence, he suddenly froze.
When he looked at Xiang An again, a look of horror suddenly appeared on his brows.
He suddenly woke up.
It was a fact that he and Xiang An knew Chu Qingxiao's identity, and their positions had already been made clear.
If Chu Qingxiao could keep to himself and enjoy the glory and wealth they gave him, they would naturally be willing to hide this secret and let everything be calm. But if Chu Qingxiao insisted on exploring the truth of that year, then he and Xiang An would have to tell Chu Qingxiao's identity. Give it to the person above, and let him take action to bury Chu Qingxiao and everything in Wuling City back then.
They understand this, and Chu Qingxiao also understands this.
Since Xiang An and he will tell the people behind the scenes sooner or later, he might as well take the lead and reveal his identity openly.
this……
It's a declaration of war.
He was telling him and Xiang An.
He, Chu Qingxiao, must seek justice for Wuling City back then.
Thinking of this, Fan Yuanwu's face became a little ugly.
Xiang An also knew from the change in Fan Yuanwu's face that the other party had woken up.
He stood up and continued: "Exposing yourself to the public eye is actually beneficial."
"The bigger he makes the matter and the more people know about it, the more we are afraid of it. At least on the surface, we dare not threaten him anymore. If we want to shut him up, we have to use fair and aboveboard means."
Fan Yuanwu raised his eyebrows when he heard this
He wrinkled his head slightly and said: "But what happened back then is a foregone conclusion. If he wants to overturn the case, we can arrest him in the name of being a member of Song Guicheng's party."
"Of course." Xiang An said, "But if he is not stupid, he should be able to think of this."
"You saw it just now. Chen Huanjuan tried to use this to get him, but in the end it was nothing..."
Fan Yuanwu seemed to realize something. He blinked and said, "You mean, does he have any other evidence in his hand that can prove that Song Guicheng and others are innocent?"
"Well..." Xiang An nodded, with a solemn expression on his face.
"Once he really overturns the verdict, we will be the criminals who falsely accused Zhonglie. The court does not need to kill us. The saliva of the people in the world will be enough to drown us."
"This old friend of ours..."
"Twelve years of being trapped in hell, I'm afraid I've already accumulated a lot of karma in my chest."
"As soon as he returned, we were involved in a life-and-death killing situation."
"You and I are both in the game. Whether we can get another lucky break like we did twelve years ago is still unclear."
"It's time to tell the headmaster about this when you go back."
"He will make up his mind."
"And we can only be obedient chess pieces, hoping that fate will favor us again."
Fan Yuanwu also understood the seriousness of the matter. He nodded and said no more words.
Xiang An walked to the window sill at this time and looked towards the courtyard door. The crowd had dispersed, but the young man was still at the courtyard door, looking up here.
Obviously, he was also aware of the existence of Xiang An and others.
His eyes were sharp, determined, and fierce.
But it is also as clear as a mirror pool.
Xiang An couldn't remember how many years he hadn't seen such clean eyes.
He was in a daze.
But after a few breaths, he raised his wine glass towards the young man in front of the courtyard gate.
He smiled slightly and drank the wine in one gulp.
The spicy wine passed through his throat again, as if he had returned to Wuling City twelve years ago.
In that ruined temple, he and he once stood together under the statue of the god, raising their wine glasses with childish faces.
It is said that blood is an alliance.
Say, brothers are of the same mind.
It is said that there are many things in the world, but the young heart is immortal.
Thinking of that childish scene, the smile on Xiang An's lips became a little stronger.
He wanted to drink again, but found that the glass was empty.
He looked into the distance, but the young man turned back and walked into the courtyard.
The streets were empty.
Only the moon is as cold as snow, spreading lightly on the streets.
He shook his head and murmured softly.
"Want to buy sweet-scented osmanthus wine..."
"It's not like being a teenager after all."
