Chapter 119: Humiliation (Please vote!)

The two were dressed, and Lu Xingzhou called A'nuo. The family of three walked out leisurely.

The Demon Suppression Division was on high alert.

Originally, they wanted to "buy a killer" to lure Ye Wufeng into killing Pei Yu, and have Pei Yu cooperate in the capture. They hadn't even found anyone yet when they heard that Huo Jin was inviting Lu Xingzhou to dinner... There was no need to consider anything else; they had to deploy manpower to monitor Lu Xingzhou's side first.

However, they saw Lu Xingzhou arrive at the street corner and casually paint graffiti on the wall, drawing a mouse hiding in a gutter and poking its head out. It was drawn very delicately, with the mouse's head facing the bustling street, creating a very artistic contrast.

There was even a green leaf drawn on the mouse's head.

Lu Xingzhou leaned back to admire it for a while, very satisfied. "The artistry is getting better and better. It seems the drawing skills I practiced for drawing talismans haven't been lost."

A'nuo said, "Master, why doesn't this mouse of yours have teeth?"

Pei Chuyun, on the other hand, was very appreciative. "Isn't that just Wufeng..."

The family of three smiled in unison, and the few Demon Suppression Division constables in the dark also laughed quietly.

It was a pity that the Demon Suppression Division people needed to follow Lu Xingzhou in secret to prevent assassination, so obviously, they couldn't stay to guard a painting. They didn't know when Ye Wufeng would see this painting; they really wanted to know his expression.

In fact, in a residential attic by the street, without the owner even knowing, Ye Wufeng was lurking, watching Lu Xingzhou's family of three leave. He stared at the painting by the wall with cold eyes, his hands clenching until his veins popped.

He wanted to see Lu Xingzhou in fear, surrounded by guards, terrified wherever he went... But all he ever saw was this kind of lightheartedness, which only earned him a face full of sarcasm and irony.

Now that the Demon Suppression Division was watching closely, he really didn't dare to make a move. He had Huo Jin invite Lu Xingzhou, originally wanting to see Lu Xingzhou's nervous expression, and also to play with the Demon Suppression Division, but he had gained nothing, only humiliation.

It was just like the countless times he had provoked him in the Demon-Slaying Hall in the past, which had ended up much the same...

Ye Wufeng took a deep breath and followed from a distance.

The Smoke and Rain Tower where Huo Jin was hosting the banquet was very close to the inn. Lu Xingzhou arrived at the street corner shortly after, and he could have turned in to arrive. But Ye Wufeng and the Demon Suppression Division crowd all watched as Lu Xingzhou passed the street corner without turning at all, continuing straight ahead, not knowing where he wanted to go.

The Demon Suppression Division crowd looked at each other. "He's not attending the banquet, so should we keep following?"

The superior slapped the person who asked on the head. "Nonsense, of course we keep following! If he gets assassinated right under our noses again, are you going to explain it to Deputy Chief Sheng?"

Between these two sentences, Lu Xingzhou had already turned into another street nearby and disappeared from sight.

The Demon Suppression Division crowd rushed to chase after him, and when they saw the scene, they were stunned. The image of the child pushing the wheelchair, which had been so easy to recognize, could no longer be found, and the family of three didn't know where they had gone.

"Damn... Lu Xingzhou actually shook off our protection. What is he trying to do?" The Demon Suppression Division leader felt a chill in his heart. "Send someone to report to Deputy Chief Sheng, and the others notify the other groups to expand the search range. We must find Lu Xingzhou!"

The Demon Suppression Division people knew that Lu Xingzhou had shaken them off on purpose, and Ye Wufeng, who was trailing far behind, saw it even more clearly.

Lu Xingzhou even used a blurring technique... This kind of technique was indeed easy to lose a target in a crowd at night, but Lu Xingzhou should be very clear that this trick was useless against people in the Demon-Slaying Hall who were all very familiar with it. He could shake off the Demon Suppression Division, but he couldn't shake off Ye Wufeng.

This was a very clear signal, the meaning was obvious: don't worry about the Demon Suppression Division, I've helped you shake them off, come find me.

Ye Wufeng narrowed his eyes and turned into a shadow, chasing after him.

But he found that Lu Xingzhou's destination was extremely clear: it was the Green Jade Garden from the morning.

In the suburban garden at night, there were no visitors, and no lantern festival. The garden was very dark and deathly silent.

The family arrived at the lakeside, feeling the night wind blowing on their faces. Pei Chuyun said gloomily, "I really believed your nonsense. 'When the moon hangs over the willow branches, after dusk'—there's not even moonlight tonight, it's pitch black, and the wind by the lake is cold. It's like a ghost prison. What decent person comes to this ghostly place to talk about love?"

Lu Xingzhou smiled slightly. "Isn't it just a ghostly place? Fengdu Underworld, under the rule of Yama."

Pei Chuyun stepped back. "The Demon-Slaying Hall has nothing to do with me, don't get involved."

Lu Xingzhou laughed. "You're my little maid."

As he spoke, he reached out and hugged her, letting Pei Chuyun sit on his lap. "You want to clear your relationship now, but it's too late."

Pei Chuyun giggled. "There's a killer lurking, and you still have the heart to hug me."

"Trash lurking in large numbers are still trash. Would we be afraid of cockroaches passing by on the ground while we're having fun in the room?"

The voice wasn't loud, but in this quiet lakeside, it sounded deafening. Ye Wufeng, in the distance, almost bit his teeth to pieces.

However, he heard Pei Chuyun laugh. "Cockroaches, well, you're not afraid when you don't see them, but it still affects your mood when you do see them."

"That's just right, we don't see disgusting things, only he is secretly envious and jealous... Actually, it's always been like this. When I was in the Demon-Slaying Hall, when I was holding hands with someone, there would be a cockroach or mouse with glowing green eyes hiding on the side watching. Maybe he has some kind of fetish."

Pei Chuyun rolled her eyes. "Then why don't you beat him up? Is it because you can't beat him?"

Ye Wufeng secretly sneered "Of course" in his heart, but then he heard Lu Xingzhou say, "That's because I'm too lazy to pay attention to him. I'm letting him off for the sake of the Demon-Slaying Hall not being able to have internal strife."

Ye Wufeng: "?"

Lu Xingzhou sighed. "Stop hiding, you look like a clown. You've been scolded like this and you're still a shrinking turtle. To cultivate to your level, you've really cultivated to the dogs... Don't worry, for internal matters of the Demon-Slaying Hall, you can trust that I won't bring in outsiders. The Demon Suppression Division people have been shaken off for now, haven't they?"

In the darkness, Ye Wufeng finally slowly revealed his figure. "Lu Xingzhou, you humiliate me like this, do you really think I dare not kill you?"

Pei Chuyun, sitting on Lu Xingzhou's lap, curiously turned her head to look.

The number one new talent...

He was thin, of medium build, and his face had an abnormal paleness from being in the shadows all year round, which made his originally somewhat handsome face look a bit eerie, destroying the aesthetic. His eyes were cruel and gloomy, the typical look of someone in the demonic path, but the Witch’s Profound Sect’s aesthetic didn't like it.

"Of course you dare to kill me," Lu Xingzhou was answering. "Especially tonight, although there is a slight deviation from what you expected, I did indeed go out at Huo Jin's invitation, and there are many people who can witness it... The Yama King is not in the capital, so you can still deceive him. You can completely push the blame onto the Huo family when you go back."

"Even so, you still dare to shake off the Demon Suppression Division?" Ye Wufeng couldn't believe it even as he said it. He had indeed been observing for a long time, and the Demon Suppression Division really hadn't found this place.

Lu Xingzhou really only had a maid and a ghost child by his side right now.

The ghost child was very strong, but Ye Wufeng knew she was no match for him. As for Lu Xingzhou, no matter how good his consciousness was, his hard strength was still lacking, not to mention he was a cripple...

The only variable was this maid... Ye Wufeng cautiously looked at Pei Chuyun. Although the little maid's cultivation wasn't obvious, he still had an instinctive dangerous intuition.

This was also the reason why he had been holding back and not appearing despite being humiliated.

Lu Xingzhou said indifferently, "The matter between you and me essentially belongs to the internal affairs of the Demon-Slaying Hall. Not to mention that there is no reason to bring in the Demon Suppression Division, even if I brought in this maid, I'm afraid you wouldn't be convinced."

Ye Wufeng laughed. "You mean, you and the ghost child want to have a duel with me inside the hall?"

"You've invited me to a duel many times in the past, and I didn't pay attention to you," Lu Xingzhou smiled. "Now I formally invite you to a duel. I wonder if you dare to accept?"

Ye Wufeng said, "With your posture of holding a woman on your lap before the battle?"

Lu Xingzhou finally let go of Pei Chuyun and even grabbed her little hand and kneaded it. "Be good, go to the side and watch the battle. It's not appropriate for you to participate in this matter."

Pei Chuyun blinked and retreated far away with a smile.

She really didn't want to participate. If she participated in the siege, Ye Wufeng would certainly be defeated, but it was hard to say whether they could keep him. If he ran away to complain to the Yama King, then the Witch’s Profound Sect getting involved in the internal strife of the Demon-Slaying Hall would be very unreasonable, and it really wasn't appropriate. Even if she could kill Ye Wufeng, the residual Witch’s Profound Art on the corpse wouldn't be easy to explain.

To put it bluntly, Lu Xingzhou didn't want to mix the traces of the Witch’s Profound Sect into this kind of thing; colluding with outsiders to kill a former fellow disciple was very difficult to explain to the Demon-Slaying Hall.

Ye Wufeng also thought of this layer. The Judge didn't dare to bring in other forces to make a move at all, so he didn't need to worry about this woman! The existence of this woman was at most for saving his life when the Judge was defeated!

Thinking of this, Ye Wufeng, who had been preparing to slip away, finally had some willingness to make a move. In fact, a head-on duel with Lu Xingzhou was something he had been looking forward to for many years. He didn't even dare to imagine that it would come true, and until now he was still doubting whether Lu Xingzhou had any conspiracy.

"I know that you and the ghost child have both made progress since leaving the Demon-Slaying Hall... It seems you think my improvement is not great, and the two of you can defeat me head-on." Ye Wufeng took a deep breath and cautiously drew his sword. "Don't say I'm bullying a disabled person and a child. How about I let you make the first three moves?"

"Wait." Lu Xingzhou's expression was strange. "What are you thinking? Me and A'nuo fighting you together? Who do you think you are?"

Ye Wufeng frowned. "What trick are you playing again?"

Lu Xingzhou sighed. "Little Ye, have you ever thought that the reason I haven't accepted your invitation to a duel all these years isn't because I can't beat you, but because I didn't want to bully you?"

Ye Wufeng watched in a daze as A'nuo honestly retreated far away... Being scolded as a mouse or cockroach ten thousand times wasn't as humiliating as this small action. The extreme humiliation almost made him lose his sanity.

"Lu Xingzhou... you are looking for death!" The sword light rose, tearing through the night, pointing directly at Lu Xingzhou's throat!

The idea of wanting to slip away at any time was completely thrown to the back of his mind.

The clouds in the sky broke, and the moonlight finally shone through the firmament, as if this angry sword strike had torn the sky apart.

Pei Chuyun, who was watching from the side, knew that an assassin was always most intimidating when their whereabouts were unknown, and their sword was always most threatening when it hadn't been drawn. Since he had drawn his sword in this fit of rage, the so-called Demon-Slaying Hall Soul-Detaining Envoy had been pulled out of the shadows that made people wary, and there was no mystery left.

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