Chapter 4058 — The Black-Robed Man Returns
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"Don't be alarmed. It's me. I've been wearing a mask all this time—this is my true face. My apologies, Brother Wang, for keeping it from you for so long," Wei Zhao explained.
"Ah, so it's Brother Lin! No harm done, no harm done. I can actually make a mask that changes one's appearance myself. A man roaming the jianghu must always keep an ace up his sleeve—completely understandable." The Tattered King laughed in sudden realization.
Wei Zhao nodded, and asked with concern, "I've taken care of all the trouble outside. It hasn't affected your forging, has it?"
"That it hasn't. We're still only at the preheating stage at the very start of the forging. True, we can't stop halfway now, but for at least the next few days, all we need do is wait patiently at the side. There's nothing much to do for the time being," said the Tattered King.
"Good. I was afraid those people might ruin our grand undertaking." Wei Zhao breathed a sigh of relief, and rather than idle about, sat down beside the Tattered King to discuss the subsequent stages of the forging. This time, apart from forging a weapon for himself, he had another task: to observe and learn.
He was, after all, a forger himself, and in this field he ought to improve somewhat. Otherwise, should he need forging done in the future, surely he could not keep coming back to ask the Tattered King for help every time?
Meanwhile, far away, Yu Jiang, who had been taken back by Nan Tianxiong, was in no such cheerful mood. After the three of them went to the Law Enforcement Hall and carefully examined the corpse, the conclusion came swiftly: the Third Elder, Nan Tianyong, had indeed died at Yu Jiang's hands!
Earlier, misled by appearances, Nan Tianyong had not examined things closely; now, looking properly, they realized they had all been played for fools by Yu Jiang!
With the evidence irrefutable, Yu Jiang had no defense left this time. The last sliver of hope in his heart was extinguished as well, and at last he sank into utter despair.
"You monstrous, ungrateful wretch! How could the Third Elder have taken on a disciple like you? He was blind to have done so! Tomorrow I shall have you carved into a thousand pieces and put to death by slow slicing as a living sacrifice to the Third Elder's spirit in heaven!" Faced with this outcome, Nan Tianxiong was so enraged his eyes seemed ready to split.
Whoever had killed Nan Tianyong, he could have accepted it—but to be killed by one of Nan Tianyong's own disciples was truly intolerable. What a pathetic death, one that could never be laid to rest!
And what was worse, he and Nan Tianguan had been deceived for so long by a nobody like Yu Jiang. Thinking back on it now, he could not help but feel his face burn with shame. How humiliating!
A disciple murdering his master—such an affair, in any era and any place, was an out-and-out scandal of enormous proportions. Though Nan Tianxiong and Nan Tianguan desperately wished to keep it quiet, no wall in this world has ever been truly impenetrable. From the very moment they examined the corpse, word had already begun to spread.
In less than half a day, the matter of Yu Jiang murdering his master had spread through the entire Sandie Pavilion. In the streets and alleys, over tea and after meals, nearly everyone was discussing it.
First it was Xu Lingchong's attempted rape and flight, then the kidnapping of Shangguan Lan'er, and now, immediately after, the enormous scandal of Yu Jiang killing his master. Sandie Pavilion—or more precisely, Chongtian Pavilion—had truly had one wave scarcely subsided before another rose during this period.
Yet even though the matter had become known to all, it could not change Nan Tianxiong's resolve to put Yu Jiang to death by slow slicing. This was his family matter; even the Sandie Pavilion and the Law Enforcement Hall had no right to interfere.