Chapter 297: Three days

Li Miao looked Yin Suqin up and down.

Before, when chatting with An Ziyang, he had mentioned this "Foul-Mouthed Young Master" who was famous with him. According to An Ziyang, this person's Wu Gong was quite good, and his conduct was upright—it's just a pity he had a stinky mouth.

Especially after drinking a little wine, there was no gossip in this Jianghu that he didn't dare to spread. There was no person with a face in the Jianghu who hadn't been edited by him.

It can be said that since he started walking the Jianghu, he was beaten every month because of his broken mouth. But he could still live well until now, so one knew how good his Wu Gong was.

Yin Suqin's brows furrowed even tighter.

He was used to this kind of scene. With this broken mouth of his, it would be strange if no one came to his door. It's just that he looked carefully for a long time, but he couldn't recognize Li Miao.

Cao Hanyan on the side hurriedly smoothed things over: "Your Excellency, your Excellency. Did he mention you or your sect in his words just now? Please forgive him, my friend is drunk and doesn't know things, I will replace him—"

Li Miao looked at him with a smile that wasn't a smile.

"Mention? He said quite a lot about me."

Yin Suqin also laughed, cupped his fists: "Your Excellency, if I have offended you because of this mouth, I apologize to you here."

He raised his hand to frame Li Miao's arm.

"Just—can you put your hand down first?"

He had a foul mouth, but his temperament wasn't bad. If someone came to his door, he would never fight back, just run for his life. But he was a swordsman after all, and wouldn't really let Li Miao grab his shoulder.

For this frame, he used 70% of his strength.

Yet it didn't move at all.

Immediately, his face changed.

He stirred his True Energy, used 100% of his strength, and framed it again.

It still didn't move at all.

His expression became dejected, his shoulders slumped, and he looked at Li Miao with a bitter smile.

"I don't know which senior expert you are?"

"If there is any offense, treat me like a fart and let me go—can you?"

Li Miao said with a smile.

"No."

Yin Suqin's expression became even uglier. He hadn't thought that he would have such a day, offending someone he couldn't afford to offend because of this broken mouth, and then dying. But he didn't expect this day to come so suddenly.

He looked at Cao Hanyan and smiled bitterly.

"In that case, can the senior let my friend leave first? I have a foul mouth, but he is a serious person and hasn't spoken ill of others—he has nothing to do with this."

Cao Hanyan immediately showed anxiety and was about to stand up. But he was pressed back to his seat by a sword scabbard on his shoulder, and he couldn't move.

It was Zheng Yi.

Now, both of them understood that they were finished.

Yin Suqin could only smile bitterly.

"Senior, before you strike, can you tell me your identity, or tell me when and what words I said offended you?"

"Let me be a clear ghost, okay?"

Li Miao smiled and didn't speak, his fingers slowly digging into Yin Suqin's shoulder, deeper and deeper, squeezing open the skin and flesh, and pinching onto the bones.

Yin Suqin clenched his teeth, sweating profusely from the pain, and endured without crying out.

Until—snap.

A crisp sound, and Yin Suqin's right hand hung down powerlessly.

His face turned pale instantly.

He was a swordsman and used a right-handed sword. And the other party pinched his right collarbone—his Wu Gong was already abolished.

Li Miao still didn't take his hand off.

He picked up the wine glass with his other hand, took a sip, and looked at Yin Suqin with a smile that wasn't a smile.

"You ask when you offended me... just now."

Yin Suqin braced himself and smiled.

"You are an expert from Kong Dong or Kunlun."

Li Miao ignored him and continued.

"You want to ask which sentence offended me..."

"Every sentence."

Yin Suqin pursed his lips and didn't speak.

Slap.

Li Miao put the wine glass on the table and looked at him with a smile that wasn't a smile.

The atmosphere became more and more solemn.

Yin Suqin suddenly remembered the news he had inquired about.

Regarding Li Miao's appearance, he had heard two versions. One version was green-faced and fanged, eight feet tall, with tiger eyes wide open, like a ghost or Rakshasa.

It was also the version he was prepared to tell Cao Hanyan.

The other version was heroic in appearance, lazy in demeanor, and smiling at the corners of his mouth—very consistent with the person sitting opposite him.

Thinking of the "every sentence" the other party said just now, Yin Suqin's lips couldn't help but tremble, his face turned white, his hands and feet were cold, and his legs were shaking.

"No way... really so unlucky? Ran to Mount Song and blew the mountain wind for half the night without seeing him, and bumped into this god when drinking?"

"Finished, finished, finished... if it's really him, I can die on the spot and it's considered good luck... he is the ancestor of the Embroidered Uniform Guard!"

Yin Suqin made his last struggle.

"Senior... may I ask your name?"

Li Miao raised his eyebrows.

"Li Miao."

Thump.

Cao Hanyan slid to the ground, his lips moving but not knowing where to start. Yin Suqin widened his eyes, his heart filled with indescribable fear and despair.

Li Miao slowly pinched Yin Suqin's shoulder and smiled.

"Talk about it, who did you hear these words from?"

Yin Suqin braced himself and answered.

"Just hearsay... Lord, Jianghu people are just like this, let it end with me, there's no need to kill them all, right..."

Li Miao smiled.

"No, other words, I'll pinch off one of your shoulders and give you a lesson. But one point—Ji Tianrui is dead, Ji Tianrui is the Ming Sect Leader, where did you hear this from?"

Yin Suqin's face changed.

He wasn't stupid, the things he told Cao Hanyan were also picked to be "most fun." Thinking about it, the Ming Sect's assassination of the Emperor definitely wouldn't be as simple as romance.

Disaster comes from the mouth, he was probably involved in a major event.

Not daring to hide, he said urgently.

"Lord, I heard this from a passing Jianghu person when drinking, he also said it was hearsay, I fear this news has long spread... to talk about the source, I fear it's already difficult to distinguish."

"Oh."

Li Miao nodded.

Judging from Yin Suqin's heartbeat, he shouldn't be lying.

Those who knew Ji Tianrui were all involved in the Imperial Mausoleum matter. He could spread this news, naturally, he could also spread the truth of the Imperial Mausoleum matter.

It was nothing more than the few eunuchs who escaped, and the few eunuchs left by the Emperor. This matter didn't need him to investigate personally, just send a message back to Shuntian later.

Li Miao nodded and took his hand off Yin Suqin's shoulder.

"Forget it, that's it."

After saying that, he pointed out two bursts of True Energy, hitting Cao Hanyan and Yin Suqin in the chest. Both of them turned pale, thinking they were about to die on the spot, and couldn't help but feel remorseful.

After a while, the two slowly opened their eyes, reached out to touch their chests, but saw no damage at all.

Li Miao didn't look at them, Zheng Yi brought the dishes the two had just eaten, Li Miao ate while pointing at the two with chopsticks.

"You two go do something for me."

"The kid surnamed Cao is a local, so it's convenient to do it—go check for me, in the past fifty years, has anyone who looks similar to me appeared here. Or people with outstanding Wu Gong and unknown origins are also fine."

"You have three days."

Yin Suqin and Cao Hanyan looked at each other.

Li Miao's move just now was definitely not aimless. Thinking about it, if the two didn't come back in three days, or couldn't find what Li Miao wanted, the outcome would definitely not be good.

Without hesitation, the two stood up in unison, bowed to Li Miao, and walked out of the wine shop quickly.

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