Xia Qingchen nodded slightly and continued to meditate cross-legged.
"Hey! Let's go. It will be too late if you don't leave." Zhang Lianxing came to Xia Qingchen and threw a baggage into his arms.
Xia Qingchen slowly opened his eyes and opened the bag. Inside were three black money cards and some precious treasures.
"What are you doing for me?" Xia Qingchen asked.
Zhang Lianxing's eyes dimmed and he said faintly: "My Zhang family is about to be exterminated. It is useless to keep this money. For the sake of you sending my brother's ashes back, I will give them all to you."
"The Zhang family must repay any kindness they have received, so don't refuse." Zhang Lianxing said.
Xia Qingchen slowly placed it on the ground and said lightly: "Well, let's talk about it later!"
His gaze was cast outside the courtyard wall.
"Haha, it's a good saying that a favor must be repaid." An old and majestic voice suddenly came.
The sound was still being transmitted, but a figure had already arrived in front of them before the sound.
"Pavilion Master Chen!" Zhang Wangya walked out of the mourning hall after hearing the sound. Hope regenerated in his already despairing heart. He knelt down on one knee and said, "I beg Pavilion Master Chen to help me."
Every year in the past, Pavilion Master Chen would lead important members of Wenjing Pavilion to pay a visit to the general.
For five consecutive years, rain or shine.
The relationship between the two parties is very deep.
Zhang's disaster was so sudden that he had no time to ask Pavilion Master Chen for help.
Unexpectedly, he showed up, which gave Zhang Wangya hope of surviving the desperate situation.
"Zhang Wangya, you formed a secret faction, attempted to usurp the throne, and were executed by the royal family. It was all your own fault. I am an outsider and it is not convenient for me to take action." Pavilion Master Chen had a faint smile on his face.
However, there is no warmth in the smile.
Zhang Wangya was startled for a moment, then hope surged out of his heart, but was completely extinguished.
"Pavilion Master Chen, the one who wants us Zhang to replace the royal family is obviously you, Wenjing Pavilion!" Zhang Lianxing said angrily, Pavilion Master Chen did not help them, but just slandered them!
Pavilion Master Chen glanced at him lightly: "Little girl, you are not qualified to open your mouth in front of me."
As soon as his sleeves and robes shook, a strong strong wind hit him, flying Zhang Lianxing into the ancient pear tree.
As she cried out, a gentle force came from her waist, which caused her to fly backwards and stabilize her body again.
Looking back, Xia Qingchen, who was sitting cross-legged, had slowly stood up.
"Are you asking the Master of the Mirror Pavilion?" Xia Qingchen's eyes revealed a hint of coldness: "Zhang Zhiyue treated you well during his lifetime, didn't he?"
Otherwise, the master of Wenjing Pavilion would not visit the Zhang family every year.
Presumably, Zhang Zhiyue gave him a lot of benefits.
But as soon as Zhang Zhiyue died, he became ruthless.
"Oh? Are you the Nebula Sect disciple who came to deliver the ashes?" Pavilion Master Chen was also looking at Xia Qingchen: "There are one or two brushes."
He was able to catch Zhang Lianxing who was flying upside down without any injuries.
It can be seen that Xia Qingchen himself has certain strength.
"I don't know whether you are a disciple of the Xingyun Sect or the fake ones at the foot of the mountain. I am not talented and would like to give it a try." Pavilion Master Chen was full of energy, and the internal energy of the nine vortexes of the Great Chen Position was constantly rising.
At such a young age, he has only cultivated to the Nine Whirlpools of the Great Chen Position, which shows that his strength is not outstanding.
Of course, if you stand out, you will not be sent to the local area by the sect to serve as the leader of a small branch.
Xia Qingchen said lightly: "You can't afford to try."
He is the personally appointed envoy of Lord Dayun. Meeting him is like meeting Lord Dayun himself.
"Haha, I don't think so." Pavilion Master Chen smiled.
Even if the other party is really a disciple of the Nebula Sect, he is just a newbie, and is not yet a local disciple under the leadership of the Wenjing Pavilion.
What is there to be afraid of?
However, just as he was about to take action, a slightly trembling and frightened voice came quickly.
"Don't do it!"
Pavilion Master Chen turned around and saw Wu Die walking over quickly with an uneasy look on his face.
"Senior Sister Wu, I haven't tested my depth yet, why did you come in?" Pavilion Master Chen asked.
He also wanted to take the first step and make some superficial achievements so that he could ask for favors in front of Wu Die.
However, what surprised Pavilion Master Chen was.
Wu Die ignored Pavilion Master Chen at all and went straight to Xia Qingchen, bowed deeply and bowed solemnly: "I have met Senior Brother Xia."
Although Wu Die is older than him.
However, she would never dare to call him "junior brother".
Because Xia Qingchen’s background is so huge!
Jin Linfei and other heavenly figures made a special trip to visit Xia Qingchen!
Ying Qianchi, a genius like him, was relegated to absenteeism for this reason.
She had no doubt that Xia Qingchen's words could make her life in the Nebula Sect worse than death.
Therefore, when she stood outside the courtyard and secretly looked at the situation inside the house, she was so frightened that she realized that the person delivering the ashes was actually Xia Qingchen.
He hurriedly came out to stop Pavilion Master Chen.
She couldn't imagine how serious the consequences would be if Xia Qingchen was really injured!
At this bow, not only Pavilion Master Chen was stunned, but also Zhang Wangya and Zhang Lianxing were stunned.
What did Wu Die call Xia Qingchen?
Senior brother?
But the important thing is not the title, but the attitude of humility and fear!
"So it's you." Xia Qingchen's eyes became much deeper.
Originally, he had some doubts in his heart as to where the royal family had the confidence to kill Zhang Zhiyue's family.
Aren't you afraid of revenge from the Nebula Sect?
When I saw Wu Die, I completely understood in my heart.
Only with Wu Die as support could the royal family be so decisive.
Wu Die's face turned pale and he defended: "Senior Brother Xia, this is a misunderstanding. I actually didn't mean it this way."
What responded to her was Xia Qingchen's kick, which sent her flying and hitting the rockery.
The violent attack caused internal injuries to her abdomen and she coughed up blood from the corner of her mouth.
"Do you think I'm blind?" Xia Qingchen saw with her own eyes how the royal family treated the Zhang family.
Still need to quibble?
Upon seeing this, Pavilion Master Chen frowned and angrily said, "Even if you are a disciple of the Nebula Sect, you shouldn't be so cruel, right? You are brothers and sisters after all!"
Of course he must try his best to protect the local Nebula Sect disciples.
As for Xia Qingchen, no matter how high his status is, he can't control himself, so he is naturally not afraid.
"Aren't Wu Die and Zhang Zhiyue related as brothers and sisters?" Xia Qingchen glanced at him coldly.
But what did Wu Die do?
As brothers and sisters, even his family members were not spared before his body was buried.
Pavilion Master Chen was about to rebuke angrily, but Wu Die quickly stopped him: "Shut up and stop talking!"
Pavilion Master Chen cannot be allowed to interfere, as that will only intensify the conflict.
She covered her abdomen, crawled out of the rockery, and walked respectfully to Xia Qingchen. She was not annoyed at all, but begged in a low voice: "Junior sister is wrong, please be kind to Senior Brother Xia and let me go."
Xia Qingchen said coldly: "Have you ever spared Zhang Zhiyue's family?"
"I..." Wu Die broke into a cold sweat.
Xia Qingchen looked at her deeply: "Do you remember what I said to you at the Foreign Affairs Summit dinner?"