Chapter 102: Watermarks Like Broken Snow

t Dong's."He couldn't possibly ask Dong A about this, and Dong A wouldn't even bother with him. Dong A is the head of the Dao Institute, not anyone's wet nurse.“Oh” Zhang Linchuan said with interest,...Ji Xuan suddenly opened his eyes.

He couldn't believe it. In this day and age, at the twilight of his years, Song Hengjiang still dared to say such words and make such demands!

Of course, Song Hengjiang's domineering nature was well known to him.

Song Hengjiang's might, he had also once sifted through rumors.

But why has it come to this

How dare you humiliate his Master Ji Xuan

Even the prime minister and the great general had never treated him with such an attitude.

For a moment, he couldn't believe it was true.

But looking into Song Hengjiang's eyes.

Those eyes, previously clouded and dull, now blazed with newfound intensity.

He had to believe this was true.

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This is Song Hengjiang's condition.

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Because he is Song Hengjiang!

Within the borders of the Zhuang nation, Zhuang Chengqian governs the land, while Song Hengjiang governs the water. This is the agreement made when the Zhuang nation was founded!

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Theoretically, Qingjiang Water Lord is on the same level as Zhuang Guo National Lord.

The entire 80-li stretch of the Qingjiang River was under the jurisdiction of Song Hengjiang. Both banks of the Qingjiang were under the control of Song Hengjiang.

Song Hengjiang took hold of this transgression, wanting to kill him was also justified.

Ji Xuan understood, the Qinghe County magistrate wouldn't step forward, and neither would the city lords of Wangjiang and Fenglin nearby. Even people from Zhuang Ting wouldn't show up.

Because once they intervene, the nature of the situation changes. Right now, it can be said that Ji Xuan overstepped his boundaries. At that time, it would become Zhuang Ting using his power to oppress others. A war between humans and aquatic races within the borders of Zhuang Guo would then be inevitable.

The Zhuang Kingdom couldn't afford such a price. It wasn't just the enormous losses that would be caused by internal strife, but also the potential for this conflict to spread or even ignite existing tensions between all aquatic and human races in the world.

The State of Zhuang cannot bear this responsibility.

Would Song Hengjiang be willing to kill him

It was clearly a refusal, otherwise he wouldn't have wasted words and could have just acted directly. No matter what Ji Xuan did, he was still a high-ranking official in Zhuang Ting. If he were killed, it would mean that the conflict between Qingjiang Shui Clan and Zhuang Ting was irreconcilable.

The Qingjiang Shui Fu especially didn't want to be the one to start a war because the Qingjiang Shui Fu was still on the weaker side.

But would Song Hengjiang dare to kill him

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This problem doesn't even need to be imagined.

No need to weigh the pros and cons, no need to consider cause and effect.

The redness of the Lan River remains to this day, a testament to Song Hengjiang's answer to all his opponents.

So, can Song Hengjiang still be killed

He Ji Xuan's five fu were complete, at their peak, and only one step away from the fourth rank Wa Lou realm.

Hundreds of years ago, Song Hengjiang's might was undeniable. But centuries later, everyone knew that his lifespan was nearing its end. How much strength did he have left

After a moment of awkward silence.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!"

Ten sounds, not a single one less.

Ji Xuan made no effort to hold back. Since he had decided to accept such a humiliating thing, he would not hesitate or act awkwardly, making others laugh at him.

He wouldn't do such a stupid thing. He slapped himself in the face and still wasn't satisfied.

As the slaps ended, Ji Xuan's clear face swelled visibly with each passing second.

He just stared silently at Song Hengjiang, waiting for his response.

Song Hengjiang drooped his eyelids. He seemed to have returned to the frail appearance of an elderly man in his twilight years.

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He seemed to speak with effort, only waving his hand.

"Go."

Then he turned away.

He Song Hengjiang wasn't the type to be persistent. Since Ji Xuan had already softened and admitted his punishment, he wouldn't press further with humiliation.

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His attitude was already clear enough this night. Now, it remained to be seen how the lord of the Zhuang kingdom, who resided deep within the palace, would react.

The wave sent him back to the Qingjiang River, and the water met.

Then the stormy waves subsided, and the huge waves vanished. The entire Qingjiang River returned to tranquility.

Moonlight spilled onto the water, as if nothing had ever happened.

The evening breeze blew, and the ripples on the water resembled scattered snowflakes.

From beginning to end, Ji Xuan didn't dare mention the Jixingsi cultivator killed by Jiang Wang, and Song Heng also didn't speak of the Bai woman who was taken captive and then escaped back.

Although Ji Xuan came because of that subordinate, Song Hengjiang came for the pearl maiden under his rule.

But during this time when the eight hundred li of the Qingjiang River was surging with waves, they tacitly maintained a kind of balance beneath the surface of the water.

That was a red line, unspoken but understood, between the Zhuang family estate and the Qingjiang Water Mansion for centuries.

When the wind died down, Ji Xuan stood still.

No one appeared at the scene, for no one dared to face Qi Xuan's wrath. But Qi Xuan knew that the humiliation he suffered today had inevitably been seen by certain eyes.

Among those great figures, he was exposed like being in broad daylight. There was no way to hide it.

But he didn't act too embarrassed. Instead, he identified the direction and continued toward where Bai Lian had been blown away before.

The incident has already happened, and there's no turning back. All he can do is prevent his gains from slipping away. That strange white flame, that woman with formidable strength, once captured, would undoubtedly yield rewards beyond his expectations.

And he was certain that under the current circumstances this evening, his representative Zhuang Ting and Song Hengjiang's representation of the Qingjiang Water Clan were on edge, ready to strike. No matter what kind of power lay behind that woman, she definitely wouldn't dare show herself.

So he still had hope, to find the woman who was on the brink of death.

And he flew back and forth for hundreds of miles, of course, with nothing to show for it.

Yet Bai Lian was struck by a punch and sent flying through the air. She tumbled end over end, her white flames extinguished, all her protective spells shattered.

She understood there was no hope left, and she was about to take her own life with the last ounce of strength she had.

But suddenly, I felt a warmth.

Her flying body was enveloped by a warm embrace.

Someone caught her.

But this person was simply too weak, unable to even withstand the remaining force of Ji Xuan's attack. Not only did he get knocked back along with her the instant she hit him, but she also spat a mouthful of blood into his neck.

That blood, boiling hot.

In the haze, Bai Lian felt the two of them plummet to the ground and then roll for many turns. But that person was always below her, she always had a cushion of flesh.

Otherwise, I'll really fall apart, she thought.

This person is really weak.

Bai Lian felt herself being picked up again, and this person was probably running. From the rate of his breathing and the intense heartbeat she could feel against her chest, she knew he was giving it his all.

But the howling wind told Bai Lian, it was moving too slow.

This can't go on, right There's no way to escape this.

It's just one more life taken.

Who is this person

How could I have such foolish subordinates

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They, those people, are all very intelligent. Very rational.

So, who is this person

Her eyelids felt like they were weighed down by a thousand pounds. Bai Lian discovered that opening her eyes was surprisingly difficult.

But she bit down on her pride, she had to do what she had to do.

So, open your eyes.

Bai Lian strained to open her eyes, her vision blurry and swaying.

That was because of the bumps caused by running.

She strained her focus, narrowing her gaze. From the angle of her chin, she finally saw the man's face.

The chin was slightly rounded, not pointed. The lips, stained with fresh blood, were tightly pressed together. The nose bridge was prominent, and a pair of clear eyes stared straight ahead.

It's Jiang Wang. She wants to.

...and then fell into a deep coma.he snakebone face opened, her cherry lips parting, a scarlet tongue flickering. A beam of cold light shot out, instantly slicing through the cloak that obscured her, aimed straight at Jiang Wang.The s...