论如何错误地套路一个魔教教主 by 一只大雁
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He had just finished saying this before yet again people rushed in through the inn’s entrance.
The Mobei Heroes were still just two individuals, against so many people they were completely outmatched.
Into the already small sized inn suddenly rushed in even more people that caused the place to become even more restricted.
The diners quickly retreated and even the shopkeeper led his employees into the back to hide.
Zhao Jian Gue looked to the people in the crowd; the majority were all people he recognized, all were heroic people in the martial arts world, with several people there that could be considered his friends.
Jin Bei Guo took a step forward, saying: “Everyone, I think there must be some kind of misunderstanding afoot. Brother Zhao is definitely not the type of person to….”
Before he even finished speaking, there were already 3 to 4 people came rushing forward to attack.
Zhao Jian Gue contemplated: none of them know the truth and were only here because of the heroic righteousness in their hearts that caused them to attack him –he could definitely not harm any of them. He could only dodge in every direction, not even unsheathing the long sword from his back.
But continually delaying like this was not a strategy, he was just thinking on how to best get out of the situation when several of the peoples’ weapons got knocked to the ground.
Zhao Jian Gue turned to look.
The thing that knocked down those weapons was a wine cup.
Ji Han’s wine cup.
The attackers exchanged looks, probably because they didn’t expect the youth next to Zhao Jian Gue to have such advanced prowess. They did not dare to move recklessly, pondering over and over again before one of them stepped up, asking: “Who are you? Why won’t you let us kill this villain?”
Ji Han still sat in his chair, a dark expression on his face as he spoke coldly: “I don’t feel like it.”
That person replied: “Do you know what he has done?”
Ji Han answered: “I don’t care what he has done. I don’t permit it and therefore you guys are not allowed to touch him.”
Zhao Jian Gue: “… …”
WHAT! Did he already, unknowingly, successfully complete the seduction!
That person was speechless for a bit, only after a long while did he reopen his mouth to speak: “Your excellency, why are you protecting him?”
Ji Han shot him a slanted gaze, saying: “I have an appointment to battle with Zhao Jian Gue at Sword View Summit, before this battle I definitely won’t allow him to die.”
Zhao Jian Gue: “… …”
Oh.
He jumped conclusions.
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That person scrunched his eyebrows. “Your excellency may have high martial prowess but you’re still just one person, one sword…”
Ji Han stated: “You all are welcome to try.”
Again several people drew their weapons, surrounding Ji Han and Zhao Jian Gue on all sides.
Jin Bei Guo was still trying to nervously and hurriedly explain: “There must be some kind of misunderstanding here!”
Ji Han stated: “I’d advise you guys to not force me to pull my sword.”
Though he remained sitting, his right hand slowly touched the long sword at his waist side.
Suddenly someone else opened their mouth to ask: “Who exactly are you?”
Ji Han glanced at him coldly, proudly declaring: “Ji Han.”
The entire place suddenly fell silent.
What gave them fear was not the newly acquired name of the Demon Sect’s leader but rather the sword in the individual’s hand.
The sword was over 3 feet long, the scabbard blackishly gray, its structure old fashioned, hanging diagonally from the man’s waist, with no unnecessary accessories.
It looked like something shabby that could be bought with just a few silver.
But when paired with the name “Ji Han” this unremarkable sword became one of the most frightening weapons in all the martial arts world.
Before Ji Han became sect leader, he was already hailed as the best fighter in all of the Demon Sect –the number one swordsman there.
He just had to unsheathe his sword for blood to fall.
Zhao Jian Gue pulled his sword for heroism; Ji Han pulled his sword for killing.
Zhao Jian Gue showed them mercy but Ji Han definitely would not.
Ji Han already was speaking again: “Do you guys still want to try?”
A great many people retreated backwards.
With the two great swordsmen collected together, who dared to still step forward even half a step.
Moreover, who knew if there were any other Demon Sect members waiting to ambush them in the vicinity.
Ji Han stood up; a few people were shocked into pulling their weapons.
But Ji Han just straightened out his sleeves before preparing to leave.
The people even willingly parted to form for him a path.
Ji Han walked outside a few steps before suddenly stopping, turning around, looked at Zhao Jian Gue, and said expressionlessly: “Follow.”
Zhao Jian Gue: “… …”
Jin Bei Guo grabbed onto Zhao Jian Gue’s hand: “Brother Zhao, that person is the Demon Sect’s leader, you must not-“
Zhao Jian Gue knew what he had to do.
Going with Ji Han would equate to stamping himself a “Demon Sect Accomplice, Wicked Beyond Redemption” brand. In the future, those of the Righteous Sects would definitely not show him mercy.
He pushed away Jin Bei Guo’s hand and contemplated the scripts those elderly heroes had given him.
… …
“Brother Jin you don’t need to say anymore. I’ve made up my mind.” He recited one word at a time from the script: “Since I’ve decided to follow him then we’ll [be together in life or in death]*.”
Everyone’s weapons dropped to the ground.
Jin Bei Guo: “… …”
Ji Han: “… …”
*Idiom, used typically between couples to describe undying love ahahahahaha
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Jin Bei Guo was stunned: “Zhao…Brother Zhao, you and this Demon leader… … you and him…”
Ji Han: “… …”
Zhao Jian Gue: “I….”
This scenario was not written in the script, how was he to respond?
Everyone’s expression was a bit strange.
Jin Bei Guo saw none of them speaking, remained dazed for a moment, before murmuring through his lips: “Wouldn’t have thought that Brother Zhao…that you would… …wouldn’t have thought…”
Ji Han’s expression was suddenly grim: “Just now none of you heard any of that.”
Jin Bei Guo who had not yet recovered from his daze, confusedly muttered: “I heard it…”
Everyone, one after the other, echoed:
“I heard it…”
“I also heard it…”
Ji Han stayed silent for a moment before suddenly his expression turned ferocious: “If any of you dare to reveal today’s events, in the future even if I had to chase you to the ends of the world I will cut down your head.”
No one dared to say anything in reply.
After that Ji Han turned away, grabbing a hold of Zhao Jian Gue’s hand, he dragged the man away.
Zhao Jian Gue: “… …”
The carriage driver had been waiting outside this entire time –when he saw the two coming out, hand in hand, he became a bit stunned.
Ji Han didn’t care for the man, pulling Zhao Jian Gue, he used qing gong to run to the town’s outskirts.
Zhao Jian Gue’s felt dazed himself but could only follow Ji Han.
He thought his own qing gong was excellent but it seemed Ji Han’s was just as comparable –in the blink of an eye, they had arrived at the outskirts.
Ji Han pulled Zhao Jian Gue to a wall’s corner, angrily saying: “Do you have an illness or something?!”
Zhao Jian Gue: “My health has always been very good, thank you.”
Ji Han: “…you really are ill!”
Zhao Jian Gue: “I really don’t-”
Ji Han didn’t want to argue with him anymore, his face was filled with anger: “Didn’t you say ‘human speech is to be feared’?! Saying something like that, you’re not afraid of rumors spreading?!”
I specifically want rumors to spread with you.
Zhao Jian Gue didn’t dare say this statement though.
He could only bow his head, ruminating on how to respond.
It was then that he took notice of both their palms.
Ji Han was too angry to realize that in this moment he was still holding the man’s hand.
Zhao Jian Gue called out to him: “Sect Leader Ji.”
Ji Han came out of his angry reverie in alertness: “WHAT DO YOU WANT NOW?”
Zhao Jian Gue moved the hand that was tightly gripped by Ji Han’s, face filled with sincerity: “Can you loosen your hand? It’s quite painful.”
Ji Han: “… …”
Ji Han fiercely threw his palm away. As if having seen some kind of monster, he jumped a few feet away too.
Zhao Jian Gue very politely said: “Many thanks.”
Ji Han pulled from within his robes a handkerchief and wiped his hand as if his life depended on it.
Zhao Jian Gue asked: “Sect Leader Ji is ready to take me to the Demon Sect now?”
He watched as Ji Han sent him a dagger-filled gaze, voice brusquely saying: “…Sacred Sect.”
Ji Han threw the handkerchief to the ground, furiously turned to walk away.
Zhao Jian Gue quickly followed to catch up, exclaiming: “Sect Leader Ji wait up!”
Ji Han turned his head to glare at him: “You really are ill!”
Zhao Jian Gue felt very aggrieved: “I’m not!”
Ji Han: “You definitely are ill!”
Zhao Jian Gue: “I’m not!”
Ji Han: “You are!”
Zhao Jian Gue: “I’m not!”
Ji Han: “YOU ARE!”
Zhao Jian Gue: “I’M NOT!”
The carriage driver who had just arrived: “… …”
He decided to turn his head, as well as the hackney, around in the other direction, pretending to enjoy the roadside scenery.
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Zhao Jian Gue went with Ji Han to several Demon Sect branches –the least important ones of course.
Ji Han didn’t hide anything from him since the Righteous Sects had long since known about the locations of these particular branches; only because of a lack of manpower had no one been sent to wipe out these subsidiaries yet.
Eventually he realized that having someone sit on the roof of the carriage all day was too unsightly an appearance, yet neither did he want to squeeze with Zhao Jian Gue in the same carriage.
Ji Han could only throw Zhao Jian Gue a horse, letting him fend for himself.
While travelling it seemed like Ji Han had set his mind to not waste anymore excessive words on Zhao Jian Gue. On the occasion where speech was necessarily, he limited his words to three or less.
Zhao Jian Gue settled in quietude.
Just the ‘seduction plan’ didn’t have any more progress.
News of Zhao Jian Gue having murdered the leader’s head disciple long since spread to all corners of the martial world. No matter where they went, there were Righteous Sect people watching them intently, yet not one person dared to step forward.
Because there was another rumor that travelling besides Zhao Jian Gue, at all times, was the Demon Sect’s number one swordsman.
As for why this was the case, no one dared to say.
For a while various rumors speculated from all directions, so much that Ji Han felt even the roadside wild dogs looked at them with an abnormal gaze.
It was like everyone that looked upon them shouted from their hearts:
Freaking homosexual! Freaking homosexual!
Ji Han was very unhappy.
He really wanted to just stab Zhao Jian Gue to death with his sword and settle once and for all these rumors.
But killing the man was a very difficult feat.
Ji Han had no choice but to endure, everyday using a great deal of his time to hone his swords skills. Ji Han’s swordsmanship had long since been able to split every falling Autumn leaf in a flash, yet still he was not confident enough that during their battle –before Zhao Jian Gue could even unsheathe his sword- he would be able to pierce the man’s throat.
At this this time, he could only hope that in a year’s time when they battled, he’d be able to stab Zhao Jian Gue to death under the gaze of everyone, clearing his own name.
Just thinking about it made him very happy.
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In the end, they arrived at the Demon Sect’s headquarters.
Zhao Jian Gue never thought that in his lifetime he’d be able to so openly/justly, walk in.
With Ji Han so intent on not paying him any attention, the seduction unable to progress, and him having used up most of the prepared responses, Zhao Jian Gue’s first priority was naturally to search for the undercover agent the Righteous Sects had stationed here.
But he actually didn’t know the person’s identity at all.
The elders only told him that the agent was someone intimately involved in the sect, that after he infiltrated, the agent would come find him.
Zhao Jian Gue could only wait in his room.
He contemplated the identity of this agent in his head: capable of knowing so many sect secrets, even able to easily enter/exit the leader’s bedroom- presumably was someone with a very high role in the sect.
Ji Han’s personal attendant carrying food, knocked on his door, before opening it.
Zhao Jian Gue spoke: “You can just put it on the table.”
Though Ji Han didn’t want to speak with him, the man at least didn’t treat him shabbily in daily necessities. The attendant put the food on the table but still didn’t leave.
Zhao Jian Gue: “Do you need something else?”
The attendant had a mysterious unpredictable expression: “Hero Zhao! It’s me!”
Zhao Jian Gue: “… …”
Turns out the agent wasn’t someone high on the Demon Sect stratum but instead was Ji Han’s personal attendant?
Though the sect leader’s personal attendant was able to easily access confidential matters, and was indeed able to see the portrait hanging by the leader’s bedside every night –but exactly because of these reasons, shouldn’t the personal attendant’s screening process be extremely strict? How exactly did the Hao Ran League instill their agent here?
Zhao Jian Gue couldn’t help but be a bit hesitant.
The “agent” who looked like he wasn’t even 20 yet, enigmatically stepping forward to give the “code phrase” for proving his identity.
He first gave his background information: “My surname is Lin, Shuang Mulin. Hero Zhao can call my Xiao Lin.”
Zhao Jian Gue nodded slightly.
Xiao Lin continued: “Hero Zhao inevitably is a bit suspicious. The leader of the martial arts world instructed me to ask a question from the script book, to prove my identity.”
The leader did indeed mention this to him.
Zhao Jian Gue could only nod once more.
Xiao Lin asked: “If the Demon Sect leader were to become suspicious of Hero Zhao, started arguing with you and you didn’t know how to explain, what are you supposed to do?”
Zhao Jian Gue: “… …”
Oh great.
Of course he remembered this line.
This paragraph was at the very back of the script book, and even had red cinnabar lines underlining it.
To be honest, Zhao Jian Gue really didn’t want this scenario to ever happen.
Xiao Lin looked at him with eager anxious eyes.
He coughed once, speaking through it: “I believe you.”
… …
His words only just fell when suddenly someone pushed open the door.
The two of them were both surprised. Zhao Jian Gue turned his head to look at Ji Han, behind whom of which stood two maids, all with a startled expression on their faces.
When the leader’s personal attendant leaned so close to a Righteous Sect hero, naturally people would start to suspect something was going on.
Xiao Lin backed away several steps, intoning: “Sect leader, this was just-“
Ji Han interrupted his words, expression frigid: “Zhao Jian Gue, just what were you two doing?”
Zhao Jian Gue: “… …”
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