Chapter 122

"I know!"

"How much do you know?"

"Lin Shiyin, you loved her for a lifetime, and she also loved you for a lifetime; unfortunately, she was pushed by your own hands to Long Xiaoyun; you are not happy, and she is not happy either!"

"Do you know why I am willing to be friends with you? Because you are truly too generous; ancestral foundations can be given away, and the woman you love can also be given away; for the sake of so-called benevolence and morality, is it worth it? Brother Li, you live too tiredly!"

Lin Fan looked at the down-and-out Li Xunhuan and shook his head; he truly found it difficult to understand Li Xunhuan's actions.

"People in the secular world are destined to be burdened by empty names; benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom, and faith bind hands and feet; loyalty, filial piety, integrity, shame, and courage imprison the soul; I am too attached and cannot see through it; Brother Lin is much more free and easy than me!"

Li Xunhuan smiled bitterly; how many times in the dead of night had he felt painful regret, but everything could no longer go back.

"It's not too late; knowing regret is not too late!"

"Thank you for your kind words, Brother Lin; but being able to see her once is enough; I must continue on my way. Brother Lin, our Jianghu road is long; let's meet again if fate allows!"

Li Xunhuan did not want to continue this topic; one was the woman he loved, and the other was the elder brother he respected; it was truly too difficult to choose.

Lin Fan did not force it; there was no need to impose his own thoughts on Li Xunhuan; some things must be experienced personally before one can see through them.

After Li Xunhuan said goodbye, Tie Chuanjia drove the carriage and took him toward the distance.

"Little Li Flying Dagger, still a bit interesting, right? But why doesn't he recognize Long Xiaoyun?" Azi said curiously.

"He has been away from the Central Plains for more than ten years; it's already not bad that he can feel that Long Xiaoyun has a connection with him; how could he recognize Long Xiaoyun? He doesn't look like Lin Shiyin!"

Lin Fan knew that Long Xiaoyun on the roof of the carriage must be very disappointed; he probably thought he could be saved, right? Unfortunately, after learning of Long Xiaoyun's personality, Li Xunhuan did not meddle in this matter to the end; after all, he still had a chivalrous spirit.

"Don't think about it; if your mother can bring the Lianhua Treasure Mirror, you can still live; otherwise, you will have to go feed the dogs; I'm not joking!"

Lin Fan did not name names, but who he was talking about was self-evident.

Subsequently, Sister Azhu also drove the carriage and continued to travel, preparing to go to the next town.

It wasn't until dusk that Lin Fan and his party arrived at a small town, and they found a restaurant to rest.

At this time, the people from Xingyunzhuang had already arrived at the Xiaoxian restaurant, but unfortunately, Lin Fan and his party had already gone far away.

An old man with a purple face and long whiskers rolled the iron balls in his hands and sneered disdainfully: "I thought it was some strong person who was so bold, not only daring to hurt Master Long the Fourth's people and capture Young Master Long, but actually daring to threaten Madam Long to take things to exchange for Young Master Long's life; I followed along wanting to broaden my horizons, but I didn't expect it to be a coward without guts, actually fleeing before we arrived!"

The people from Xingyunzhuang nodded upon hearing this; they also felt that Lin Fan was afraid and had fled in advance.

Lin Shiyin looked coldly at the clamoring crowd, not knowing if they could survive a single move from Lin Fan.

However, what she was most worried about now was still Long Xiaoyun; Lin Fan was definitely not afraid of the people from Xingyunzhuang and fled, but where exactly did he take Long Xiaoyun?

"May I ask if this is Miss Lin Shiyin?"

Just as Lin Shiyin was at her wit's end, a person dressed as a waiter walked up and asked Lin Shiyin.

"I am; who are you?"

"I am just a waiter at the restaurant; previously, a Young Master Lin asked me to tell Miss Lin that he took your son toward Leigu Mountain, and you can pursue him yourself."

After finishing his words, the waiter left; that's right, he was Fang Han.

Today, after Lin Fan saved him, he originally wanted to follow Lin Fan to repay him; after all, Lin Fan had the kindness of gifting him martial arts and the grace of saving his life; it wouldn't be too much for him to be a beast of burden.

But Lin Fan said that Fang Han had his own path to walk and didn't need to follow him, and also said he hoped to hear Fang Han's name in the Jianghu in the future, so Fang Han did not follow Lin Fan and the others to leave.

After helping Lin Fan pass the message to Lin Shiyin, he also had to leave the restaurant to venture into the Jianghu.

"It's late today; why don't we pursue tomorrow morning?" Long Xiaoyun suggested.

Lin Shiyin did not speak, spurred her horse, and pursued in the direction of Leigu Mountain.

Long Xiaoyun was helpless and could only call for everyone to hurry and follow.

"Wait until I catch that brat; I must let him know the power of my Iron Gall Suppressing the Eight Directions!" The old man with the purple face and long whiskers rode his horse while complaining.

Long Xiaoyun did not speak, only with a gloomy face; he also hated Lin Fan to the bone; when he caught Lin Fan, he felt that skinning and cramping Lin Fan wouldn't be too much.

The people from Xingyunzhuang pursued in Lin Fan's direction, which Lin Fan did not know.

But this was not important; how could a divine dragon soaring in the nine heavens care about weak and pathetic ants?

At this time, Lin Fan saw an acquaintance in the inn of the small town; it was a familiar baby face, and it was none other than A Fei, which could not help but make Lin Fan feel some emotion.

He didn't even notice Li Xunhuan and Tie Chuanjia sitting in the corner.

Because he almost couldn't help but say to A Fei: "Leng Feng, is that you? Long Xiaoyun is in my hands!"

Lin Fan was somewhat familiar with the current scene; one dressed in white, one dressed in black, the two were threatening the escort agency to hand over the goods they were escorting.

The escort leader signaled his subordinates to take the goods and leave first; the escort had just acted when he was discovered by the man in black, who stabbed through his palm with a sword, causing him to howl in pain.

"If it weren't for the fact that your heads aren't worth money, I would have killed you directly!" The man in black said coldly.

"May I ask how much your head is worth?" A Fei chewed on a weed and asked cynically.

"Was it you who spoke just now?" The man in black and the man in white walked slowly to A Fei and asked.

"Besides me, there is no one else here, right?"

"What did you say just now?"

"You said his head isn't worth money, I think so too, so I want to ask, how much are your heads worth!"

"You want to buy my head?"

"Wrong, I am selling it to you; as long as it's fifty taels, you can buy your own head!"

Lin Fan smiled; this A Fei, having no money to treat Li Xunhuan to a drink, actually performed the flashy operation of asking people to spend money to buy their own heads; it was truly interesting.