Chapter 514 - Who are You? What about Us?

But, Jing Jiu was in Near-Star Building seven miles away at the moment.

What Ada didn’t know was that Jing Jiu suddenly felt this flower was a bit strange.

He pulled the precious three-night cereus out with his hand and tossed it onto the floor.

…

The Great Formation of the mountain gate had been dismantled.

The formation of wind-bell on that small island was also dismantled as a result.

The control center of the formation was discovered and snatched by someone.

The Hanging-Bell Sect didn’t think this was a funny thing.

“Why were you so certain that she wouldn’t kill me?” He Zhan asked.

“I calculated it,” replied Jing Jiu.

He had also calculated that He Zhan was at the Hanging-Bell Sect.

“The Center Sect must have promised her something,” returned Jing Jiu.

Jing Jiu said, “The problem is, she can’t live past this year.”

What could be more dreadful than the end of one’s life in this world?

He Zhan continued, “Let us deal with the aftermath.”

“Who on earth are you?” He Zhan suddenly asked after him.

Jing Jiu halted his steps.

This had been going on for two years.

Many people had learned that the Lone Sword was in the hands of Liu Shisui.

And everybody knew the relationship between Liu Shisui and Jing Jiu.

As such, suspicions began to form regarding Jing Jiu’s identity.

The Green Mountain disciples were no exception.

Jing Jiu uttered “hmm”.

He Zhan demanded, “Who on earth are you then?”

This was the most popular conjecture circulating in the Cultivation world.

Jing Jiu turned around and looked at He Zhan, while uttering an “hmm”.

Then anther “hmm”.

He Zhan said with a smile, “I think it’s the most sensible conjecture.”

“No,” Jing Jiu said.

He Zhan asked confusingly, “What is the matter with the Lone Sword then?”

He Zhan uttered “ahh” in surprise, and seemed to have a handle on the matter.

Jing Jiu turned around and left.

The mortal affairs were pointless to begin with. It wasn’t always better to know the truth.

Ada crawled out of Jing Jiu’s sleeve and climbed proficiently to his head, squatting on it.

Jing Jiu uttered “hmm”.

Ada didn’t quite understand it.

“Jing Shu will give up,” Jing Jiu said.

Ada opened his eyes wide.

“Jing Shu? Is this the name of that Grandmaster? Why are you so certain?”

“It’s because I know what she wants,” said Jing Jiu.

The turmoil by Morning Lake had gradually been settled.

Nobody but three women was in Near-Star Building.

Sese knelt before the bed, saying nothing.

Sese pursed her lips, saying nothing.

The Sect Master Chen urged, “It’s late. Mother, you should get some rest.”

If she chose to strike with all her strength, the final outcome would be hard to fathom.

Sese pushed the wheelchair heading toward the outside of the building.