Chapter 016: You Can't Not Admit It

  When they returned to the Wen Mansion, Fang Baiyu and others had not yet returned. At that time, Wen Yidao was reading a letter. Seeing Hua Lang and Wen Meng return, he put the letter on the table. Hua Lang's eyes were sharp, and he quickly asked: "Whose letter is this?"

  Wen Yidao let out a sigh and said, "This is the letter I received from Luo Tong several days ago. The letter says that within seven days, he will take my life. Now six days have already passed, and I am getting worried!"

  "May I take a look?"

  Wen Yidao glanced at Hualang, and he no longer underestimated him. He felt that the young man in front of him had a kind of inexplicable wisdom. After a long time, Wen Yidao nodded and handed the letter to Hualang. Hualang opened the letter and read it carefully. The tone was indeed threatening, but there was nothing good about it. Although the handwriting was elegant, it lacked a sense of vicissitude, and it didn't look like something written by an older person.

  In other words, this letter was not written by Luo Tong himself, but it is highly likely that one of his descendants sought revenge on behalf of Luo Tong and thus targeted Wen Yidao.

  After handing the letter to Wen Yidao, Hualang didn't say a word and just sat there in contemplation. After a long while, he suddenly seemed to have an epiphany and stood up from his chair, asking: "Has Fang Baiyu returned?"

  Wen Meng saw Hua Lang suddenly ask about Fang Baiyu, thinking that Hua Lang was going to expose Fang Baiyu's conspiracy. She felt a lot of unbearable thoughts in her heart, but she thought carefully, if Wen Ming was really killed by Fang Baiyu, then he would definitely want to kill his own father too. Could she tolerate him?

  Nothing can compare to family ties; Wen Meng would never allow anyone to harm her father.

  "Brother Fang hasn't come back yet, you're looking for him..." Wen Meng didn't finish her sentence because she didn't know how to continue. However, although Wen Meng didn't finish speaking, Hua Lang already understood. Seeing this, he said: "I just want to find him."

  Just as they were speaking, Fang Baiyu led the Jiangnan young heroes back. They saw that Hua Lang and Wen Meng had returned first, and they all wanted to come forward to ask questions. At this time, Hua Lang suddenly looked at Fang Baiyu and said: "Fang Shaoxia, may I borrow a step to speak?"

  Fang Baiyu looked at Hua Lang, unaware of what trick he was trying to pull, but Fang Baiyu had never been afraid of anyone, so he cupped his hands and said: "Alright!"

  The two of them left the living room and came to the pavilion in the Wen Mansion's garden, where several pots of blooming flowers were placed. Not far away was a babbling brook. After Fang Baiyu sat down, she coldly asked: "What do you want to say?"

  Hualang sat opposite Fang Baiyu, hesitated for a moment before speaking: "Fang Shaoxia is a hero with great talent and unlimited future prospects, I don't know why you want to frame Yin Wucheng?"

  As soon as Hua Lang said this, Fang Baiyu suddenly became somewhat angry and said: "What's the matter with framing Yin Wuchang? I didn't frame Yin Wuchang at all. Don't spout nonsense, Yin Wuchang killed Wen Ming, and he also wants to kill Uncle Wen. Isn't that a fact? He has already confessed!"

  Jian Fang Bai Yu was so excited, Hua Lang smiled faintly: "That's just Yin Wu's arrogance, unwilling to explain. As members of the three major families, you should understand each other."

  Fang Baiyu coldly snorted and remained silent. After a long while, Hua Lang continued to say: "I know you hate me for taking Wen Meng away, but no matter what, emotional matters can't be forced. Why must you take out your anger on others because of this?"

  "What does this sentence mean? Are you suspecting me of killing Wen Ming?" Fang Baiyu suddenly became furious.

  In the garden, cicadas are chirping. The lotus flowers in the pavilion have already opened halfway. A green frog is squatting on a lotus leaf. Under the scorching sunlight, the frog suddenly jumps into the water with a croak.

  The young man gazed at the dragonfly on the lotus flower, and again thought of Fang Baiyu's angry look and eyes when she left earlier. He smiled faintly, then got up and left.

  Fang Baiyu didn't return to the living room, after Hua Lang arrived in the living room, Wen Meng hurriedly rushed up to look at him, as if she wanted to see what he and Fang Baiyu had said. Her bright eyes were beautiful, but they still couldn't read minds.

  Hualang saw Weng Meng like this, and smiled lightly: "How come, just a moment ago we didn't see each other, and you're thinking of me so much?"

  This sentence is a bit mushy, making Wen Meng's face turn red instantly. Moreover, she felt that Hua Lang shouldn't have said this, as they were just pretending to be a couple after all. How could he say something like that?

  No one saw Fang Baiyu all day, and after lunch, when everyone was taking a nap, Hualang quietly left the Wen Mansion alone.

  The scorching sun outside was so fierce that it only took a few steps to sweat profusely, but even so, Hua Lang was still on his way in this heat because he had to do something big, something that could save the Wen family. If this matter could be accomplished, then even if Wen Meng thought they were pretending to be lovers, she probably wouldn't be able to deny it anymore.

  There were few people on the way, and Hu Lang sat in a teahouse for a long time, until someone came to find him.

  Last night, the whole Tianchang County was windy.

  The wind blew coolly, sweeping away the scorching heat of midsummer. After dinner, Hua Lang stayed in his room to rest. During this time, Wen Meng came to look for him once, but they only exchanged a few words before Wen Meng returned to her own room to rest.

  Hualang lay in bed, unable to fall asleep for a long time. Tomorrow was the seventh day, and he didn't know if the murderer would really take Wen Yidao's life as stated in the letter.

  The wind was blowing against the window frame, and Hualang lay on the bed fanning himself with a palm-leaf fan, soon falling asleep.

  In the middle of the night, the entire Wen Manor fell into silence, even the wind stopped. Wen Yidao was lying on his bed fast asleep, but at this moment, he suddenly heard a faint sound of footsteps. The sound was as light as a thread, and if it weren't for someone with extremely good agility, it would be impossible to achieve.

  However, Wen Yidao heard the footsteps but did not immediately get up. He wanted to lure the person into the house and then give him a fatal blow.

  Under the starlight, Wen Yidao's door creaked open with a groan. Then, a man holding a large knife slowly approached Wen Yidao's bed. Just as he was about to reach the bedside, the man suddenly raised his knife overhead and struck down with all his might.

  Just as the knife was about to chop down on Wen Yidao's body, at this moment, Wen Yidao suddenly kicked one foot towards the big knife that was chopping towards himself, then flew up and jumped behind the man.

  Ke Lai Ren's movement was extremely fast, and after dodging Wen Yi Dao's attack, he immediately counterattacked. However, the man suddenly turned his back, and Wen Yi Dao's knife suddenly met the palm of Ke Lai Ren's hand. Seeing that Ke Lai Ren's movements were extremely swift, Wen Yi Dao feared that his own palm would clash with Ke Lai Ren's knife, so he hastily withdrew his hand and retreated to launch another attack.

  Just as Wen Yidao withdrew his sword and retreated, the man quickly swung out another sword, slashing a wound on Wen Yidao's arm.