"Are you sent by Ning Wang?"
Chen Mo's words fell, and the maid immediately broke into a cold smile, "Guess".
"Hahaha, you guess, I don't guess."
Chen Mo stepped back a few steps, then drew out the sword in his waist, which was given to him by Longao Tian this morning. He said it was a spiritual sword, and Chen Mo didn't know much about it. However, when he saw the sword in Chen Mo's hand, the maid was startled.
"The sword of the Prince of Ning, how did it end up in your hands, you scoundrel! You truly deserve to die!"
The maid's face darkened, and the long sword covered in deadly venom was suddenly swung, cutting through the air and flying towards Chen Mo with a whoosh. The sword energy broke through the space, directly targeting his forehead.
"It's not me who deserves to die, but you. Traitor, you should be killed."
Chen Mo also swung out a sword, and compared to the maid's swordplay, his own was slightly embarrassing. He had never held a sword since childhood, and the swordplay he learned now was all from the Sand Sect. He had only learned it for a few days. If he were to really speak about it, his swordplay would not even be as good as Zhang Long, let alone the maid in front of him.
However, one force beats ten skills. In the face of absolute power, techniques seem superfluous. Chen Mo doesn't know many sword techniques. Like Zhang Long, he only knows one move and only practices one move.
A sword was swung from above to below, like a deity wielding a blade, whooshing past with a loud thunderous crack that pierced the air, followed by a resounding thud as it descended, slicing through the maid's long sword in her hand and then striking her shoulder, causing blood to gush out. She was also forced to take several steps back and her face turned pale instantly.
The fighting in the courtyard immediately attracted attention from around, and there were hurried footsteps in the grand hall.
The maid was startled and turned pale, Chen's family may not be a large family, but they have many experts under their command. She is no match for one person, so since the assassination attempt failed, she can only flee first; she turned around and flew out several silver needles from her sleeves, straight at Chen Mo.
"You think you can escape? No way."
Chen Mo coldly snorted, swung his sword and intercepted the silver needles, then threw another sword that struck the maid's back directly.
"You..."
The maid turned around again, her phoenix eyes staring round, looking unwillingly at Chen Mo before gradually collapsing in the courtyard.
"What happened?"
At this moment, Xu Cheng and others who had heard the commotion in the grand hall hurried over. Upon seeing that Chen Mo had killed a maid, they were first taken aback, and then, upon seeing the short sword she held, they immediately understood what had happened.
This maid had attempted to assassinate Chen Mo, but her plan failed and she was instead killed.
Chen De Wang's mind 'boom' as if a spring thunder had exploded, his lips trembling and forcing out a few words through his teeth, "No, it was not me who ordered it."
Earlier, Chen Guang had caused trouble for Chen Mo twice, and the latter had blamed it on Chen De Wang. By now, he already had a psychological shadow. Upon realizing that the maid was a killer, he immediately denied it, fearing that he would be framed if he was late.
And just as Chen De Wang's words fell, Chen Guang suddenly felt a chill, it was the gaze of fatherly love...
"Father, it was not me either."
Chen Guang anxiously glanced at his father's capable servant, who was already on the brink of imposing family law, and he was so scared that he almost fell to his knees.
"I know it was not you guys, it was people from the Ning Wang household."
Chen Mo shook his head and didn't intend to falsely accuse them.
"This isn't Miss Xian'er?"
At this moment, the eldest brother Chen Jin, who had no martial arts skills, bravely approached to take a closer look after realizing that the maid was dead. His eyes immediately widened.
A month ago, he had wanted to help this courtesan, but unfortunately, his fate was not in his favor. She was kidnapped. He thought she would be defiled, but unexpectedly, she had become a killer and returned.
Such a beautiful woman dies like this, what a pity... Why not while it's hot...
"What did you say?"
Chen Mo's eyes bulged, his face full of disbelief as he turned his head and stared back at Chen Jin, taking a few steps forward, grabbing the collar of his clothes with both hands and roaring, "You said she was Miss Xian'er. Was the Miss Xian'er you and Ye Liangchen were vying for a month ago?"
"Ye Liangchen... Yes, that's right, it's him, the same girl."
Chen Jin answered, but the next moment, he was terrified. He had been beaten by Chen Mo because he knew that Chen Mo knew he was competing with Ye Liangchen for a woman. Now that he mentioned it again, his voice was so excited, he wondered if Chen Mo wanted to start another fight.
In an instant, Chen Jin was so frightened that he closed his eyes, waiting for Chen Mo's beatings. But after a long time, he didn't get beaten and Chen Mo even let go of his hand.
Chen Mo looked downcast, looking at the already lifeless and deathly Miss Xian'er, and sighed heavily, "All things are fate, not in one's own hands. It seems that the outcome from the beginning was predetermined..."
"Chen Mo, what do you mean by that?"
Chen Jin was puzzled and asked out of curiosity.
Chen Mo shook his head, not answering, and turned instead to say, "Father, brother, I'm tired today, so I'll go back first."
"Wait a moment."
Chen De Wang turned his head to look at the already dead Miss Xian'er, "Now that the Rebellion of the Three Kings has been suppressed, Prince Ning must hate you deeply. It is not safe for you to live outside the city. I think it would be better if I let Xu Cheng... Let several guards protect you on both sides, that would also serve as a form of protection."
"I have already sent the experts from the Military Administration here, so there is no need to trouble father."
Xu Family.
Since his last conversation with Chen Mo, Xu Changqing had been ill and stayed at home, not going to the Imperial Academy for several days, locking himself up in the house all day long. Besides eating and sleeping, he would sit at his desk and stare into space.
It was late at night, and Xu Changqing did not light the oil lamp. In the pitch-black room, he held a pen in one hand, writing hesitantly, his mood rather restless. At this moment, a knock on the door sounded outside, and his old face immediately showed an expression of impatience, "Have I not said that no important matters should disturb me?"
"Lord, there is a young boy named Chen Mo who wants to see you."
"Chen Mo... Daozu?"
Xu Changqing's eyes lit up instantly, and he rushed out of the door. Though he was over seventy years old, his body was in excellent condition, and his walking did not at all resemble that of an elderly man over seventy.
"Dao Zu, how did you manage to drop by here tonight?"
Xu Changqing pushed open the door of the Xufeiyuan and saw Chen Mo at that moment. His old face immediately squeezed out a warm smile.
"There are some things I'd like to discuss with you."
Chen Mo smiled slightly, and Xu Changqing immediately invited him into the estate and ordered his servants to prepare tea, water, pastries, and other snacks.
Passing through the Xufeiyuan courtyard, Chen Mo and Xu Changqing walked along to reach the Xufeiyuan side chamber. They sat opposite each other, and the tea and snacks were quickly brought over. Xu Changqing stroked his white mountain goat beard, a warm smile on his face, "I'm not sure what I can do for you today."
"There is something I would like to ask you to help with."
"Go ahead, I may not have any power in my hands, but if I can help in any way, I will not hesitate."
"After a few days, I plan to travel a long way. However, I'm somewhat worried about the elderly and young ones in my household. I would like to ask Xu Lao for help to look after them... It would be best if they could stay at Xufeiyuan for a while."
"Haha, it's just a small matter. Daozu, please rest assured. Not to mention for a period of time, as long as old man Xu is still alive, I will certainly look after them for you."
"Thank you, Xu Lao."
Chen Mo bowed in a respectful manner and after a moment of deep thought, he asked: "Xu Lao, do you know how a scholar can enter Dao?"
