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Chapter 226
Chapter 226
Wine, or poop—that is the question.
Gongsun Li’s gesture of offering wine sent a subtle signal: the drink might not be poisoned. Of course, Ji Bu’s earlier joke about “eating poop on the spot” was just that—a joke. He hadn’t dared to bet on it. If someone like Feng Bu Jue had been present to call his bluff, Ji Bu might already be halfway to a full meal of excrement.
“Er… then I’ll be rude and—” Ji Bu hesitated, reaching for the cup. Suddenly, a shadow flashed. The wine Gongsun Li had offered vanished mid-air.
A new figure stood in the room.
“Hmm… Just the aroma confirms this is fine wine.” The speaker was a young man in his twenties, lean and sharp-featured, dressed in a chestnut-colored tunic with a jade belt and black boots. He held a half-open paper fan levelly in one hand, the stolen cup balanced perfectly on its surface, not a drop spilled.
“Hmph… I wondered who it was. Turns out it’s you, the ill-mannered Tang Clan young master,” Shi Yanran sneered, her voice dripping with mockery.
“Ah~ I’m not ill-mannered—I’m just hard to civilize,” Tang Shize replied with a grinning bow. “I don’t mind you teasing me personally, but don’t insult my family’s reputation with veiled barbs. If my father hears this, you’ll regret it.”
“Threatening us with your father now?” Shi Yanran shot back. “How does the Tang Clan compare to Wanxia Tower?”
“Enough,” Gongsun Li snapped, cutting her off. He inwardly cursed—this woman was a walking disaster. With the Broken Sword Tea House crisis already overwhelming them, she’d provoke Tang Shize? Could they afford to offend the Tang Clan?
“Tang Clan Young Master,” Gongsun Li addressed Tang Shize evenly, “I was offering this Golden Hero wine. Why interfere?”
“Hehe… I simply happened to pass by and couldn’t resist the aroma,” Tang Shize chuckled.
A convenient excuse. The truth? Tang Shize had come specifically to cause trouble—not for Gongsun Li or Shi Yanran, but for Ji Bu Shao Ye.
Why? Simply put: Muyong Ying.
The Tang Clan Young Master, nicknamed “Swift Hand, Plucking Flowers” across Jianghu, had adored the Cloud-Walking Fairy for years. Despite his playboy image and a reputation easily mistaken for a lecher’s, he was surprisingly shy in matters of the heart.
Their families were well-matched, their ages similar. Tang Shize should’ve had a chance—if only he could stammer out a proper greeting. But every time he faced Muyong Ying, his tongue tied and his mind blanked.
Five years ago, after a disastrous confession attempt, Muyong Ying had repelled him with her Divine Skill “Ten Movements, Then Rejection.” The trauma still lingered.
Today, Tang Shize had been lurking near Muyong Ying’s quarters again—keeping his distance, of course. But when Ji Bu entered her room and stayed the entire afternoon, his imagination ran wild.
He could’ve eavesdropped at the door to clear up the misunderstanding. But no—that wasn’t his style. Instead, he stewed in jealousy until reaching this conclusion: The Broken Sword Tea House is too arrogant! They can dominate the entire Martial Arts World, but they’ll Not steal my beloved Muyong Ying!
Thus, his dramatic entrance.
In truth, Tang Shize had circled the area countless times. When Gongsun Li and Shi Yanran entered, Ji Bu left the door ajar—not trusting the two “Npcs” entirely, he’d kept an escape route open. A mistake that made Tang Shize’s intrusion effortless.
His goal? Humiliate Ji Bu. He didn’t care about the feud between Wanxia Tower and the Broken Sword Tea House. All he saw was someone else being offered wine—and decided to interrupt.
Snatching a drink from another’s lips was a blatant provocation. In Jianghu, such an act screamed, “Let’s fight!”
Tang Shize still held the fan aloft, praising the wine but not drinking it. He waited—dared Ji Bu to challenge him.
Ji Bu’s reaction stunned him.
“Oh!” Ji Bu’s eyes lit up. “Brilliant!” He grinned, genuinely delighted. “Please, don’t stand on ceremony. Consider it my treat.”
To Tang Shize, it felt like slapping someone only to realize you’d killed a mosquito for them.
“Hmph…” Shi Yanran smirked, her intuition piecing things together. Muyong Ying’s name flashed in her mind. She knew where Ji Bu had gone that afternoon. She’d heard of Tang Shize’s infatuation. Now, the puzzle clicked.
“Look at this Golden Hero’s magnanimity, Tang Clan Young Master,” she taunted. “Compare it to your own behavior. Any woman would know whom to choose.” Her words struck his deepest insecurity.
“Hmph!” Tang Shize’s suppressed rage erupted. “Golden Hero! I challenge you!” With a flick of his fan, the cup crashed to the floor. The wine “End Grudges” spilled dramatically, adding new grievances to old.
Instinctively, Gongsun Li and Shi Yanran leapt back as the cup shattered—a reflexive response, as if the crash were a bell signaling the first round of a brawl.
“Hey! What are you doing?!” Ji Bu blurted, his joy turning to shock. This guy’s nuts! He seemed happy to steal the wine, but now he’s furious? Must be that legendary tsundere personality!
Too late to ponder. A fan struck—first a gust, then a blade; one feint, one strike; poison hidden in the breeze, force in the edge. Ji Bu, caught off guard, had no chance to evade…
(End of Chapter)
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