Chapter 621: line with translation of chapter title

Compared to Le Zhuang and Gu Liangong still fantasizing, if Zhu Xing had the guts, threw away his family's Imperial Attendant's life, and still dared to cause trouble in the Le Family, how would Xuanqing Daozhang deal with Zhu Xing, and would they even slay Zhu Xing on the spot to avenge Le Zhuang's parents?

Le Zhuang was meanwhile thinking: should he rely on his maternal uncle's help, or be tougher and have his maternal uncle release Zhu Xing, wait until he has learned all of his maternal uncle's abilities, then he himself go avenge his parents?

Wang Ping'an immediately noticed the solemnity in Xuanqing Daozhang's eyes, and secretly speculated: 'It's not like Zhu Xing has already been scared away; what else is there to fear? Or could it be that you're worried Zhu Xing might find someone even more formidable than Kong Yuan Si to practice cultivation?'

Suddenly.

Wang Ping'an recalled that just a moment ago, Le Zizhen had bound Kong Yuan Si with iron chains, preparing to take him into Guimen Guan, when a burly martial artist stepped out from Zhu Xing's group.

At that time, he was very curious about what this burly martial artist intended to do upon stepping out; he carefully observed the burly martial artist and immediately noticed that this burly martial artist was unusual.

He faintly felt that the aura emanating from this burly martial artist was not only not weaker than Kong Yuan Si's, but actually much stronger.

However, he was too wary, afraid others would notice something odd, so he refrained from using his Dharma Eye to examine the burly martial artist who had stepped out, and thus could not determine what was different about that burly martial artist.

At that time.

He also noticed that his master seemed to have noticed that burly martial artist as well.

"Is it possible that this martial artist possesses skills comparable to—no, even surpassing—Kong Yuan Si, and my master worries that if Zhu Xing comes again to cause trouble at the Le Family, he might run into this martial artist, without being completely confident of defeating him?"

Countless random thoughts surged in Wang Ping'an's mind; for some unknown reason, Zhu Xing's face suddenly appeared, and he secretly thought: 'No, not only is that martial artist off, but Zhu Xing himself is also off!'

During the life-and-death battle between his master and Kong Yuan Si, he not only carefully observed the situation, but if his master's life were in danger, he would rather risk exposure to save his master's life.

At the same time, he also paid attention to the surrounding circumstances to avoid mishaps due to carelessness, and he likewise noticed Zhu Xing.

It wasn't that he was lecherous, admiring how Zhu Xing, in broad daylight, behaved indecently and frolicked with three sexy beauties; rather, he was worried that this beastly Zhu Xing would commit outrageous acts.

He clearly remembered that Zhu Xing, watching the life-and-death battle between his master and Kong Yuan Si, showed no sign of being moved; instead, his face bore the expression of someone watching a play, as if he had seen some entertaining drama.

Whether it was his master fighting evenly against the dark shadow of the Human Sea Tactic, or his master piercing Kong Yuan Si's corpse with a sword, or Kong Yuan Si returning from the dead, his master lay like a fish on a chopping board, at the mercy of Kong Yuan Si, or Le Zizhen emerged from Guimen Guan, bound Kong Yuan Si with iron chains, preparing to drag him into Guimen Guan.

He saw no trace of panic or fear on Zhu Xing's face; he remained calm and composed, watching the commotion.

"Zhu Xing may be a spoiled brat who has done all kinds of wicked deeds, but he is certainly no fool; at the very least, he would not be unaware of fear."

A flash of inspiration crossed Wang Ping'an's mind, and he pondered:

"At that time, he would have that expression, completely indifferent to Kong Yuan Si's life or death, and not even worried that my master would harm him."

He learned my master's situation from the old gentleman; it's impossible for him not to know about my master and the Le Family's circumstances, and given his grudge against the Le Family and his knowledge of my master's abilities, he could still wear that expression.

This indicated he had some backing, not taking my master seriously, not worrying that my master would harm his life; his backing—could it be that martial cultivator? This thought had barely lingered in Wang Ping'an's mind before he self-rejected it—no, instead he further increased his speculation, wondering:

"No, if his backing were that martial cultivator, he couldn't possibly have that nonchalant demeanor; only if he himself possessed ability would he have that calm and composed expression."

But he's merely a spoiled brat who has witnessed my master's prowess; how could he possibly have the ability to consider himself stronger than my master?

After thinking for a long time, Wang Ping'an still couldn't figure out why, but he also didn't doubt whether his own speculation might be wrong.

From Zhu Xing's appearance, even if he had age-defying techniques, one could still tell he was at least in his thirties or forties; at that age, saying he possessed abilities comparable to or even surpassing his master's was not impossible.

But he was even more curious: if Zhu Xing truly was that formidable, how did he acquire such abilities?

Upon reflection.

The solemnity in his master's gaze also indicated that he had considered this; even if his master couldn't see through Zhu Xing's details, he should still be able to notice that Zhu Xing was unusual, and perhaps even discern that Zhu Xing possessed considerable ability.

"If that's the case, my junior disciple hoping to learn abilities from my master and wanting to find Zhu Xing to avenge his parents would face some difficulty……"

Wang Ping'an instinctively muttered to himself, and before he could finish speaking, he suddenly realized and silently chuckled:

"It's my foolishness; given my junior disciple's situation, let alone Zhu Xing's abilities being comparable to or surpassing my master's, even if he had heavenly abilities, what of it? My junior disciple isn't lacking backing; avenging his parents is merely a matter of time."

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He then recalled that his junior disciple Le Zhuang had connections in the Underworld, and not just ordinary ones; ordinary Underworld connections are hard to exert influence in the mortal realm, but given that his grandmother is a saintess of the Yin Moon Sect, having an effect in the mortal realm is not difficult at all.

Moreover.

And there's also his senior brother!

He doesn't know his current cultivation level, but given the vast data on his system panel, it's equivalent to possessing considerable ability.

To speak without exaggeration, he is confident that he could surpass and even slay his master in their life-and-death battle.

Even if Zhu Xing were even more formidable, what then? If his junior disciple couldn't handle it, could it be that his senior brother couldn't either?

There's absolutely no need to keep that beast Zhu Xing in mind.

However.

But we still must not be careless!

Gu Liangong asked again: 'Kumu Daozhang, what do you think—should we continue with Le Wenmao's funeral, or bury him sooner?'

Xuanqing Daozhang was about to speak, but before he could utter a word, he saw Le Zhuang open his mouth, as if wanting to say something; however, in the end, no words came out, and knowing what Le Zhuang meant, he spoke:

"Let's just proceed with a normal funeral, to avoid any misunderstanding!"

(End of chapter)