CHAPTER 275: CHAPTER 270: HEROINE AND DEMONESS

"Have you already sent a letter to Medicine Valley to discuss the annulment of the engagement?" Lin Shuanghua settled Leng Zhaoyue, concerned that a problem might arise between father and son, she hurried over, but as soon as she entered, she heard this news that made her frown.

Yin Shaochen was stunned when he saw the displeasure on his parents’ faces: "What’s wrong? I have fallen in love with Zhaoyue, so it is certain that I will annul the engagement with Qiu."

"Nonsense!" Yin Tianhe slammed the table fiercely again, and the solid purple sandalwood shattered into pieces.

Lin Shuanghua looked at her son and sighed again. She had always thought her son was talented and upright, frequently fighting evil, and everyone in the martial arts world respected him as Young Hero Yin. But had they, as husband and wife, raised their son to be too naive?

"Shaochen, breaking off the engagement was your idea, so you should personally go to Medicine Valley to apologize. How could you just write a letter asking people from Medicine Valley to come to the manor? After doing something regrettable to others, you still make them take the trouble to come here—Shaochen, is this how you were brought up?" Lin Shuanghua could not help but say angrily.

Yin Shaochen opened his mouth wide, completely not expecting this turn of events: "But mother, Medicine Valley is so secluded, I don’t even know the exact location!"

"Then how was your letter sent out?" Yin Tianhe roared with full breath, "Not knowing the way to Medicine Valley, couldn’t you send a letter to Medicine Hall in advance, asking someone inside to come out and meet you?"

"I..." Yin Shaochen was at a loss for words. He truly hadn’t thought of that.

He admitted his fault: "Father, mother, I made a mistake in this matter. I swear, no matter who comes from Medicine Valley, I will apologize sincerely and then prepare ample gifts before making another trip to Medicine Valley."

"What exactly did your letter say?" Lin Shuanghua asked again.

Yin Shaochen, realizing his mistake, bowed his head: "I did not directly mention breaking off the engagement in the letter, only mentioning discussing the marriage matters."

With things having developed to this point, it was useless to assign blame anymore. Lin Shuanghua looked at her son and said, "Have you truly settled on this girl named Leng Zhaoyue?"

At the mention of Leng Zhaoyue, Yin Shaochen’s previously listless demeanor brightened up, and he earnestly said: "Father, mother, I have chosen Zhaoyue for life. She truly is a very good woman. Please trust your son’s judgment."

For someone without any background and of unknown origin, it was difficult for Yin Tianhe to feel any fondness—let alone his anger about breaking off the engagement with Medicine Valley. There were still Qingyi Pavilion, Carefree Sect, Ba Dao Cliff... Why did his son happen to like a woman who had nothing to her name?

What use would that have for his grand ambitions?

"Do you know her background? Are you sure about the clarity of her origins?" Yin Tianhe said with a grave face. Chongjian Manor had its secrets, and he could not afford the slightest mistake.

"Father, I am certain. Zhaoyue is so intelligent and kind-hearted; she would never deceive me. Besides, we have been adventuring through the martial arts world these past few months. How could I not know what kind of person Zhaoyue is?" Saying this, a sweet smile appeared on Yin Shaochen’s face again.

But seeing him like this, both Yin Tianhe and Lin Shuanghua had their doubts. It was evident to them that their son was smitten, and this Leng Zhaoyue required further observation.

"Shaochen, go accompany Miss Zhaoyue, show her around the back mountain’s scenery. Your father and I need to talk a little more," Lin Shuanghua told her son.

"Hmm, thank you, father, mother!"

Seeing her son walk away, Lin Shuanghua then turned to look at her husband with a gloomy face. Her tone was neither sad nor happy, completely devoid of the intimacy she had in front of their son: "I know about your grand ambitions, but I must remind you that our son is not a tool for you to exploit. I wish for his happiness to be determined by him alone."

Yin Tianhe’s expression stiffened, the anger in his eyes intensifying: "Shuanghua, after all these years of marriage, can’t you understand me at all?"

Lin Shuanghua closed her eyes gently, her cold sarcasm piercing: "It is precisely because of our years of marriage that I haven’t revealed your true face in front of the people of the world. Shaochen is a person, not a pawn for marital alliance. What you do, I do not care, neither can I control, but exploiting our son is out of the question. Yin Tianhe, I’ve said my piece, you better heed my advice."

"But Shaochen is not entirely ignorant of my ambitions," Yin Tianhe insisted. "Shuanghua, what if our son has ambitions of his own?"

Lin Shuanghua’s figure stiffened at the doorway; she knew her son was not as naive as he appeared. He was righteous and knew how to eliminate evil, but like his father, he also harbored ambitions, for that illusory position of Martial Arts Alliance Hierarch.

"But he would not use his own happiness as a bargaining chip."

After Lin Shuanghua left, Yin Tianhe smashed the things in his study room fiercely, then headed straight to the most heavily guarded place in Chongjian Manor, where secrets of many martial arts sects were kept, and many remarkable figures who had vanished from the world were imprisoned.

At this time, Ye Qiu had already arrived in Yunzhou City. Her journey was uneventful, although the news of Thousand Faces’s death had revealed a trace of the Demon Sect eight years ago, peace had returned to the world after eight years. Everyone believed that the Demon Sect, frightened, dared not venture from the Western Regions. Only Medicine Valley secretly grew its power, and Chongjian Manor, with its grand ambitions, never stopped advancing.

Upon arriving in Yunzhou City, Ye Qiu did not go directly to Chongjian Manor but settled down in an inn before sending out a letter.

Both Yin Tianhe and Lin Shuanghua breathed a sigh of relief when they received the letter and saw that only Ye Qiuxin was mentioned; they then sent Young Hero Yin to receive her. Although canceling the engagement was impolite to Ye Qiu, they were elders and pillars of the martial world, without any need to personally welcome her; at most, they would greet her in the main hall.

Young Hero Yin, considerate and worried that Leng Zhao Yue might feel jealous, actually brought her along to meet Ye Qiu.

Today, Ye Qiu was dressed in a red snug outfit, her hair tied up in a high ponytail, looking very neat and valiant. Moreover, her facial features were exceptionally attractive, casually drawing many eyes in the main hall.

But compared to Leng Zhao Yue today, her beauty lacked a certain charm.

Leng Zhao Yue was very beautiful, appearing ethereal as if not of this mundane world. Her expression cold, she exuded an aura of deterrence, her clothes resembling an immortal who had accidentally descended to earth.

Truly worthy of being the Holy Daughter of the Demon Sect!

Ye Qiu inwardly sighed, then sharply sensed a flicker of murderous intent from Leng Zhao Yue’s gaze.

Leng Zhao Yue stared coldly at Ye Qiu, realizing she was indeed from Medicine Valley!

She deserved to die — because of Medicine Valley, their Holy Sect had lost much power. More importantly, there was her Uncle Thousand Faces; since he undertook that task, there had been no word from him, and they almost exposed the forces the Holy Sect had laid out over the years to the Central Plains Martial World.

People from Medicine Valley, she must eliminate!