Chapter 12

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"Okay, before we start, I want to remind you all that fighting equates to being knocked out and punished, alright?" Lynn said with everyone nodding in agreement. Seeing this, Lynn smiled and pressed play.

'The first step of clearing dianxia's name.' Lynn thought in glee. After all, she had always hated how the kind-hearted prince was always suffering and being blamed for things he didn't do. Hasn't he suffered enough from white no face? He didn't need any added baggage to ruin him further.

Ch.45:‌ ‌The‌ ‌Black-Hearted‌ ‌Guoshi;‌ ‌Gilded‌ ‌Banquet‌ ‌Awash‌ ‌in‌ ‌Blood‌ ‌

‌Sure‌ ‌enough,‌ ‌Lang‌ ‌Qian‌ ‌Qiu‌ ‌demanded,‌ ‌"Fine.‌ ‌Please‌ ‌bring‌ ‌me‌ ‌a‌ ‌sword!"‌ ‌

"Eh? We didn't stop here." Qian Qiu said in confusion.

"Oh, I decided to skip some parts because they weren't very important." Lynn calmly said while bringing out some popcorn and a drink. 

"...Why do you have food with you?" Wu Du hesitatingly asked.

"Because it's better to watch an exciting show with snacks." Lynn answered with a 'duh' tone.

There‌ ‌were‌ ‌many‌ ‌martial‌ ‌gods‌ ‌within‌ ‌the‌ ‌hall‌ ‌that‌ ‌carry‌ ‌a‌ ‌sword,‌ ‌and‌ ‌hearing‌ ‌his‌ ‌call,‌ ‌
there‌ ‌was‌ ‌immediately‌ ‌a‌ ‌sword‌ ‌thrown‌ ‌towards‌ ‌him.‌ ‌Lang‌ ‌Qian‌ ‌Qiu‌ ‌caught‌ ‌it‌ ‌and‌ ‌forced‌ ‌it‌ ‌in‌ ‌front‌ ‌of‌ ‌Xie‌ ‌Lian,‌ ‌"Take‌ ‌it.‌ ‌We'll‌ ‌duel ‌now‌ ‌without‌ ‌holding‌ ‌back,‌ ‌using‌ ‌everything‌ ‌we've‌ ‌got‌ ‌and‌ ‌see‌ ‌whether‌ ‌if‌ ‌we‌ ‌have‌ ‌the‌ ‌same‌ ‌style,‌ ‌and‌ ‌whether‌ ‌if‌ ‌I‌ ‌was‌ ‌taught‌ ‌by‌ ‌you!"‌ ‌

"Tch." Hua Cheng scowled, seeing how easily an official gave his sword to the god who wants to harm his god.

'Hmm, I feel bored these days... should I burn some temples?' he thought, completely unrelated to his feelings above.

Everyone‌ ‌thought‌ ‌to‌ ‌duel‌ ‌in‌ ‌the‌ ‌Great‌ ‌Martial‌ ‌Hall‌ ‌was‌ ‌reckless,‌ ‌but‌ ‌with‌ ‌the‌ ‌Gilded‌ ‌Banquet,‌ ‌that‌ ‌a‌ ‌Crown‌ ‌Prince's‌ ‌entire‌ ‌family‌ ‌was‌ ‌slaughtered‌ ‌in‌ ‌cold‌ ‌blood,‌ ‌they‌ ‌could‌ ‌understand‌ ‌why‌ ‌he‌ ‌was‌ ‌this‌ ‌agitated.‌ ‌Xie‌ ‌Lian's‌ ‌injury‌ ‌was‌ ‌still‌ ‌on‌ ‌Shi‌ ‌Qing‌ ‌Xuan's‌ ‌mind,‌ ‌and‌ ‌he‌ ‌said,‌ ‌"Qian‌ ‌Qiu,‌ ‌His‌ ‌Highness‌ ‌blocked‌ ‌that‌ ‌attack‌ ‌from‌ ‌Hua‌ ‌Cheng‌ ‌for‌ ‌you,‌ ‌and‌ ‌injured‌ ‌his‌ ‌right‌ ‌arm‌ ‌like‌ ‌this,‌ ‌so‌ ‌how‌ ‌can‌ ‌he‌ ‌duel‌ ‌with‌ ‌you?"‌ ‌

"Thank you for taking care of me, lord wind master." Xie Lian thanked the wind master who simply waved it off.

"Of course I would help you, your highness, you're my friend!" she said with a smile which was returned. 

Hua Cheng smiled a little at this interaction, glad that his god was making friends with someone trustworthy.

'Should I tell black water to spare the wind master?' Hua Cheng thought, glancing at the said man who was (softly) looking at the smiling Qing Xuan. 'Never mind, it doesn't seem like I need to meddle.'

Hearing‌ ‌this,‌ ‌Lang‌ ‌Qian‌ ‌Qiu‌ ‌suddenly‌ ‌extended‌ ‌his‌ ‌left‌ ‌palm,‌ ‌and‌ ‌smacked‌ ‌heavily‌ ‌upon‌ ‌his‌ ‌own‌ ‌right‌ ‌arm.‌ ‌There‌ ‌was‌ ‌a‌ ‌loud‌ ‌crack‌ ‌and‌ ‌a‌ ‌mist‌ ‌of‌ ‌blood‌ ‌spurted‌ ‌out‌ ‌from‌ ‌his‌ ‌entire‌ ‌right‌ ‌arm‌ ‌from‌ ‌the‌ ‌shoulder,‌ ‌bleeding‌ ‌profusely,‌ ‌and‌ ‌fell‌ ‌limply.‌ ‌There‌ ‌wasn't‌ ‌any‌ ‌need‌ ‌to‌ ‌check‌ ‌to‌ ‌understand‌ ‌that‌ ‌it‌ ‌was‌ ‌a‌ ‌heavy‌ ‌injury‌ ‌and‌ ‌everyone‌ ‌was‌ ‌shocked.‌ ‌Xie‌ ‌Lian‌ ‌was‌ ‌also‌ ‌taken‌ ‌aback‌ ‌and‌ ‌raised‌ ‌his‌ ‌eyes,‌ ‌"What‌ ‌are‌ ‌you‌ ‌doing?"‌ ‌

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