Chapter 74: He is a gentleman

Assassin, intending to harm your sister! A female assassin took advantage of the time I was saving you, broke into the inn, acting recklessly!

Yang Jun hurriedly spoke again, in a single sentence explaining why he smelled of another woman, and also clarified that he had saved Yun Xuanmo.

Yun Xuanmo certainly knew his own experiences; before and after, those processes, he had indeed been through them.

Yang Jun's words were not wrong.

At least in these matters, Yang Jun had indeed saved him.

Although they all happened in the same place, when added together, before and after, it was probably not just once.

Yang Jun's explanation before him was now clear; looking at this brother and sister, he probably wouldn't need to look for anything else.

So, he hurriedly darted to the hole in the window and jumped.

I'm going after the assassin; if the assassin isn't caught, I can't rest easy!

Yang Jun said this and immediately rushed out.

Yang Jun, wait for me, I want to go too!

Seeing this, Yun Xiyue let out a cry of surprise and also wanted to jump out.

Sister, what are you going to do? It's too dangerous, don't go, absolutely don't go!

Yun Xuanmo grabbed Yun Xiyue in one go; rushing out now would truly be a big trouble.

He cared deeply for his little sister Yun Xiyue.

Father Emperor ordered his mission to bring Yun Xiyue back; now that he had finally seen her safe, letting her leave again—if anything happened, if she encountered danger, he could not forgive himself.

Oh, I see, then you go, go help Yang Jun!

Yun Xiyue was rather obedient; after hearing Yun Xuanmo's words, she first nodded vigorously, then immediately spoke to Yun Xuanmo.

Hearing his sister's words, Yun Xuanmo widened his eyes.

You, what did you say?

This is his own sister, after all; he had told her it would be dangerous.

She, however, listened but ended up hearing it like this.

You go help Yang Jun; the assassin is so dangerous.

Yun Xiyue added, speaking while looking worriedly at the hole in the window.

For her, she was naturally nervous about Yang Jun.

She also cared greatly about Yang Jun's safety.

Xi Yue, that brat has a holy sword in his hand, what's there to fear from an assassin? As for me, empty-handed, aren't you afraid something will happen to me?

Yun Xuanmo couldn't help but add with a resentful expression.

Especially in such matters, Yun Xiyue only cared about Yang Jun, ignoring danger, letting everything fall on me—what kind of good thing is this?

Yang Jun obtained the holy sword?

Now Yun Xiyue heard it clearly, her face full of excitement.

Indeed, the person she had taken a liking to was indeed extraordinary.

Earlier, the slaughter outside the sword hut, she had seen it clearly, plainly.

The danger therein could be imagined.

Outside, blood flowed like rivers; inside, it was probably even more fraught with peril.

And yet Yang Jun, under those circumstances, managed to get hold of the holy sword.

Based on that result, Yun Xiyue once again affirmed Yang Jun in her heart.

Unconsciously, she also imagined Yang Jun standing, slaughtering in all directions, imposing and mighty.

Right, with the holy sword in his hand, who could harm him?

Yun Xuanmo pursed his lips; at this moment, let him help Yang Jun?

Thinking of the recent mountains of corpses and seas of blood, Yun Xuanmo still felt a lingering fear.

Thinking of what he had experienced, especially those things that happened to him personally, witnessing broken limbs and corpses flying about, his heart was even more shocked.

Then quickly tell me, how did he do that? Is it very imposing? Very overbearing?

Yun Xiyue became interested again, speaking while gesturing with both hands in the air.

At that moment, her eyes shone with excitement.

No matter what, she still believed in Yang Jun.

Since she could hear Yang Jun's inner voice, his image in her heart had become great.

But Yun Xuanmo now wore a black-lined face.

What's there to say?

Feign death? Crawl on the ground?

Sneak to the sword pool's edge?

Then spill blood?

The most crucial part is that the heavenly sword really flew into his hand.

How to describe such a thing?

Speak of it; don't say I don't believe it, Yun Xiyue won't let it rest either.

Seeing Yun Xiyue's excited face, Yun Xuanmo, who knew his sister's temperament well, believed that if he didn't give an explanation, the consequences could be imagined.

Xi Yue, at that time you weren't on duty, you don't know, that situation, how dangerous it was—just a blur of blades and swords, mountains of corpses and seas of blood...

After thinking, Yun Xuanmo gave a light cough and spoke.

Actually, upon careful reflection, Yun Xuanmo was also quite fearful.

If it weren't for Yang Jun, he would have truly died there.

After hearing Yun Xuanmo's account, Yun Xiyue lightly nodded. At the same time, he enriched what he was saying; of course, many things were added onto himself.

Listening to Yun Xuanmo's account, Yun Xiyue couldn't help but be startled.

At the same time, she also blamed herself in her heart.

Before, Yang Jun, risking life and death, did not let me go with him; in fact, it was indeed for my own good, to protect me.

Now, just following my older brother's words, that is truly a deadly situation.

If I were to go along, I might end up as just a corpse in the Sword Pool's blood sacrifice for the Holy Sword.

However, I still have to say, Yang Jun's behavior is really different from the playboy image rumored outside.

He is certainly not a licentious and shameless person; on the contrary, he is modest and kind to others.

Yun Xuanmo finished boasting about himself, then began to boast about Yang Jun.

It must be said, on this point, Yun Xuanmo also agrees with Yang Jun.

After all, which brother would, upon first meeting, immediately share his beloved possession?

He is decisive and calm, acts with order and method; otherwise, how could the Holy Sword recognize him as master? It seems the Father Emperor's prejudice against him is indeed quite deep.

Yun Xuanmo said this, then added.

He is, after all, a true gentleman.

Yun Xiyue spoke in a low voice, nodding firmly.

You know, Yang Jun, despite being teased by me like that, still didn't do 'that' to me.

Just this alone, Yun Xiyue firmly believes that Yang Jun is stronger than other men by an unknown multiple.

Such a thought has always lingered in Yun Xiyue's heart.

Yang Jun, you cannot escape.

Now the Fifth Imperial Elder Brother also acknowledges you; with his help, we will surely be able to convince the Father Emperor!

Thinking of these things, Yun Xiyue couldn't help but hehehe laugh.

Some things, after all, can still be figured out and resolved.

In short, my prince consort must be Yang Jun; no one else will do.