#139 - Social skills
“Wen Yao, take some men to investigate the whereabouts of Wu Yuan and the other two, especially around Wind Flower Lake. Gather as much information and evidence as possible.”
“Ziping, go and inform the Holy Lord.”
The Hall Master of the Law Enforcement Hall instructed.
“Yes!”
The two Law Enforcement Hall disciples accepted the order and quickly acted.
“Xiao Lin, I'm leaving these three to you. Handle everything strictly according to the Holy Land's rules. Ensure fairness, justice, and transparency!”
The Hall Master of the Law Enforcement Hall patted a young man on the shoulder, speaking with a serious and upright expression.
“This… Hall Master, aren't you going to preside over the trial yourself?”
The young man called Xiao Lin's face immediately fell, looking at the Hall Master with a pleading gaze.
Ordinary people would be fine; a strict handling would even showcase the Law Enforcement Hall's integrity.
But these are the Holy Lord's two personal disciples!
To handle them strictly and issue a notice to the entire Holy Land would undoubtedly be a slap in the face to the Holy Lord!
Not to mention that the Holy Lord's lineage has so many experts, elders in high positions, and even a Pavilion Elder!
He couldn't afford to offend so many important figures!
Even if these big shots didn't say anything on the surface, they could easily use some underhanded methods that he couldn't withstand.
“Does such a simple case require this Hall Master to handle it personally?”
The Hall Master of the Law Enforcement Hall glared at him.
“But…”
Xiao Lin wanted to say something, but the Hall Master gave him a look, then waved his sleeve, turned, and left, saying, “Handle it normally.”
Xiao Lin was stunned for a moment, carefully pondering the Hall Master's look.
“I understand!”
A flash of insight went through Xiao Lin's mind, and he understood.
He immediately summoned a subordinate, saying, “Xiao Wang, I have another important case to handle. I'll leave these three to you.”
Xiao Wang: “?”
“Captain, I'm just a small member…”
Xiao Wang wanted to cry but had no tears. Just as he was about to say something, Xiao Lin's voice transmission came to his ear: “When the Holy Lord's lineage comes to bail them out later, just release them. If Xuanfeng comes looking for trouble, the Hall Master will handle it, understand?”
Without waiting for Xiao Wang to answer, Xiao Lin had already turned and left the Law Enforcement Hall.
Offend the Holy Lord's lineage for a small Xuanfeng?
Only a fool would do that!
The world isn't just about fighting; it's about relationships and social interactions!
And so it was.
The Holy Lord's second disciple quickly came to the Law Enforcement Hall to bail people out. Without encountering any resistance, she took Wu Yuan, Chu Fan, and Zhao Xianglu away.
“Senior Brother, how did you get injured like this?”
“Who did this?”
“Could it be Luo Ming, the Grand Elder of Wufeng, who has been getting close to Xuanfeng recently?”
The Holy Lord's second disciple, Fang Lingyu, frowned slightly. After giving Wu Yuan a healing pill, she woke him up.
In her opinion, Xuanfeng currently only had two weak elders; it was impossible for them to injure Wu Yuan.
Unless Luo Ming, the Grand Elder of Wufeng, had taken action!
Mentioning this matter, Wu Yuan's eyes instantly turned red. His hair was disheveled, and he clenched his hands tightly.
Especially the severed index finger, felt like countless steel needles piercing his heart; it was a humiliation to him!
“It wasn't Luo Ming, it was that Su Chen's servant!”
Wu Yuan said through gritted teeth.
“Su Chen's servant? Could it be a ninth-level Sovereign Realm expert?”
Fang Lingyu frowned even more.
Wu Yuan's strength was not weak; he had even defeated an eighth-level Sovereign Realm expert before.
To beat Wu Yuan like this, it could only be a ninth-level Sovereign Realm expert!
“…No.”
Wu Yuan's face turned black, and in the end, he was still too embarrassed to say Wei Long's cultivation level. Instead, he waved his sleeve and directly took off into the air.
Chu Fan and Zhao Xianglu were silent, not daring to speak.
After all, this matter was caused by them…
“Junior Brother Chu, tell me what happened.”
Fang Lingyu's gaze fell on Chu Fan.
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“Senior Brother Wu, your injury… what happened?”
At Sword Peak, Tang Chuan looked at Wu Yuan, who was covered in blood, and was genuinely surprised.
“What happened? Heh heh heh… Isn't it all thanks to the good idea you came up with!”
Wu Yuan's face was twisted, and he raised his hand and slapped him hard.
Caught off guard, Tang Chuan was slapped so hard that he spun around several times, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, and a red and swollen handprint on his face.
“Wu Yuan!”
“You dare hit me!?”
Tang Chuan covered his cheek, a surge of anger湧涌 from his heart, staring fiercely at Wu Yuan.
If he didn't lack the cultivation, he would have fought Wu Yuan long ago!
“Do you really think I'm a fool?”
“Using Chu Fan's hatred towards Su Chen to set them up to kill each other, so as to protect your position as Holy Son!”
“But you plotted against me too, do you really think I'm easy to bully?”
Wu Yuan sneered and said, “If you dare to plot against me again in the future, I will kill you and Su Chen together!”
Wu Yuan strode away.
Tang Chuan covered his swollen cheek, his face uncertain, turning from green to purple.
