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"My condition is simple: I hope you will step aside. Of course, considering your status, I can spare your life," Jiang Chen said with a faint smile.
Even when Ye Xiaoying presented the official authority to intimidate Jiang Chen, it was futile. Jiang Chen's reluctance to engage with the authorities stemmed from a desire to avoid trouble, not from fear.
Ye Xiaoying froze. Who would have thought that Jiang Chen would disregard even the face of the officials?
"Ye Jian Sheng, I have something to discuss with you. Let's find a quieter place," Li Fushi interjected, adept at reading the room. He understood that Jiang Chen might have some reservations about the authorities; after all, given Jiang Chen's personality, he wouldn't hesitate to kill. His sudden declaration of sparing Ye Xiaoying's life was clearly an acknowledgment of the officials' presence. With this in mind, Li Fushi stepped in as a mediator.
On one hand, he could help Jiang Chen avoid trouble; on the other hand, he could do Ye Xiaoying a favor.
Li Fushi approached to negotiate, and Ye Xiaoying was more than willing.
The two stood over a hundred meters away from Jiang Chen, whispering to each other. Everyone watched intently, assuming that Ye Xiaoying would not give Li Fushi any face, especially since she had just disregarded Jin Weichu's authority.
About five minutes later, Li Fushi turned around and called out to Jiang Chen, "Mr. Jiang, Ye Jian Sheng has no objections."
The crowd was stunned, some unable to believe that Ye Xiaoying had actually been persuaded by Li Fushi.
Now, no one dared to obstruct Jiang Chen.
Even those from Tianlang Palace were hesitant to act recklessly.
Jiang Chen leaped lightly and flew directly to the entrance of Sword Immortal Ruins before disappearing from sight.
Once inside Sword Immortal Ruins, the members of Hidden Sect erupted in excitement, gathering around Li Fushi to inquire about who exactly Jiang Chen was.
"Let's not pry into Mr. Jiang's affairs; honestly, I don't know much either," Li Fushi replied with a smile.
"Elder Li, how could you possibly not know? At the very least, you should tell us whether Mr. Jiang is one of us from Hidden Sect or someone from the mundane world?" someone asked.
"Mr. Jiang comes from the mundane world," Li Fushi stated. He wasn't lying; he genuinely knew little about Jiang Chen's background.
"Elder Li, while you may choose not to disclose Mr. Jiang's matters, can you at least share how you managed to persuade Ye Jian Sheng?" someone asked curiously.
"The secrets of heaven cannot be revealed," Li Fushi replied mysteriously.
Meanwhile, Ye Xiaoying quietly retreated to a secluded spot and took out a pill to consume while meditating to heal her injuries and regain her strength.
Li Fushi's earlier words still resonated in her mind: Ishii Ansei had fallen at Jiang Chen's hands.
Initially, Ye Xiaoying had thought that since Ishii Ansei was killed by Jiang Chen, defeating him would allow her to redeem herself for her past shame of losing to Ishii Ansei. However, Li Fushi's subsequent remark shattered that hope completely.
"Mr. Jiang killed Ishii Ansei effortlessly. To be frank, even if there were a hundred of you, you would not stand a chance against Mr. Jiang."
This sentence left Ye Xiaoying utterly dejected. He had no doubts about Li Fushi's words; from Jiang Chen's earlier actions, it was clear just how powerful Jiang Chen was. Just now, Jiang Chen had likely only used a fraction of his strength to kill Jin Weichu.
In the Sword Immortal Ruins, the deeper one went, the darker it became. However, darkness was not an issue for Jiang Chen, who summoned Spirit Fire to light his way.
Along the long Stone Path, many ancient swords lay scattered—Bronze Swords, Iron Swords, wooden swords, Bamboo Swords, and Azure Steel Swords. Most of these swords had decayed and oxidized over the passage of time, but they still held archaeological value. If an archaeologist were to see them, they would surely be thrilled.
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