Wei WuXian's heart was in suspense: "Been seen? Escape now? Or not?"

At this time, a faint cry was heard from inside the wall. Amid the sound of footsteps, a man said softly, "Don't cry, your face is all red."

Wei Wuxian and Jiang Cheng were both very familiar with this voice; it was Wen Chao!

Then, Wang Lingjiao said in a whimpering voice: "Is it because my face is stained that you don't like me anymore?"

Wen Chao said: "How could that be? Jiaojiao, no matter what, I like her."

Wang Lingjiao said emotionally: "I was so scared, so scared... Today I really... I almost thought I was going to be killed by that bitch and never see you again... Master Wen... I..."

Wen Chao seemed to hug her and comforted her: "Don't say anything, Jiaojiao, everything is fine now. Fortunately, Wen Zhuliu protected you."

Wang Ling said coquettishly: "You still mention him! That Wen Zhuliu, I hate him. If he hadn't come late today, I wouldn't have suffered so much. My face still hurts, it hurts so much..."

It was clearly because she rebuked Wen Zhuliu and didn't let him hang around in front of her that she got beaten for her own good, but now she started to confuse right and wrong. Wen Chao liked to hear her act aggrieved and coquettish, saying, "It doesn't hurt, come, let me touch it... It doesn't matter if you hate him, but don't make him angry. This man's cultivation is amazing. My father has said many times that he is a rare talent. I still hope to use him for a few more years."

Wang Lingjiao said unconvincedly: "Talent... so what if he is talented. Sect Master Wen has so many famous scholars and so many talented people under his command, tens of thousands of them, can't we just do without him?"

She was hinting to Wen Chao that punishing Wen Zhuliu would give her some vent. Wen Chao chuckled twice. Although he doted on Wang Lingjiao, he didn't dote on her enough to punish his personal bodyguard for a woman. After all, Wen Zhuliu had blocked countless assassinations for him, and he was quiet and tight-lipped. He would never betray his father, which meant he would never betray him. Such a loyal and powerful bodyguard was rare. Seeing that he didn't care, Wang Lingjiao said, "Look at him, he's just a pawn under your command, but he's so arrogant. I wanted to slap that bitch Yu just now, but he wouldn't let me. The person is dead, just a corpse! If you don't take me seriously, doesn't that mean you don't take you seriously?"

Jiang Cheng lost his grip and slid down the wall. Wei Wuxian quickly grabbed him by the back of his collar.

Both of them had tears in their eyes, and the tears rolled down their cheeks, hitting the backs of their hands and the ground.

Wei Wuxian remembered that when Jiang Fengmian left home this morning, he had a quarrel with Madam Yu. The last words they left for each other were not gentle and kind. He wondered if they had seen each other for the last time, and if Jiang Fengmian had the chance to say one more word to Madam Yu.

Wen Chao said disapprovingly: "He is just like that, weird. He said that a gentleman can be killed but not humiliated. He killed the person, so why is he still talking about this?"

Wang Lingjiao echoed, "That's right. Hypocrisy!"

Wen Chao loved to hear her agree with him, so he laughed. Wang Lingjiao gloated again, "This bitch Yu deserved it. She relied on her family's power to force a man to marry her, but in the end, what was the point of getting married? The man still didn't like her. She has been an abandoned woman for more than ten years, and everyone laughed at her behind her back. She still didn't know how to restrain herself and acted arrogantly. This is retribution in the end."

Wen Chao said: "Really? That woman is quite pretty. Why doesn't Jiang Fengmian like her?"

In his opinion, as long as a woman is good-looking, there is no reason for a man not to like her. The only ones who should be despised are women of average looks and women who refuse to sleep with him. Wang Lingjiao said, "Think about it and you will understand. Yu is so strong-willed. She is a woman but she whips and slaps people all day long. She has no manners at all. Jiang Fengmian married such a wife and is still dragged down by her. He is really unlucky for eight generations."

Wen Chao said: "That's right! A woman should be like my Jiaojiao, well-behaved and obedient, gentle and lovely, and devoted to me."

Wang Lingjiao giggled. Listening to these unbearable vulgar words, Wei Wuxian was sad and angry, shaking all over. He was worried that Jiang Cheng would explode, and Jiang Cheng might be too sad, as if he fainted, motionless. Wang Lingjiao said faintly: "Of course I can only be devoted to you... Who else can I be devoted to?"

At this time, another voice interrupted and said, "Master Wen! All the rooms have been searched, and there are more than 2,400 magic weapons found. They are being classified."

Those are Lotus Pier’s things, those are Jiang family’s things!

Wen Chao laughed loudly and said, "Great, great! At this time, we should celebrate. I think we should hold a banquet here tonight. Let's make the best use of everything!"

Wang Ling said in a delicate voice: "Congratulations, young master, on taking over the Lotus Pier."

Wen Chao said, "What Lotus Pavilion? Change the name, remove all the doors with the nine-petal lotus logo, and replace them with the sun pattern of the Qishan Wen Clan! Jiaojiao, come and perform your best song and dance for me!"

Wei Wuxian and Jiang Cheng could no longer bear to listen. They climbed down the wall, stumbling out of the Lotus Pier with one foot deep and one foot shallow. They ran a long way, but the laughter of the mob in the training grounds was still lingering in their ears. A woman's charming singing voice floated happily in the air above the Lotus Pier, like a poisonous knife, cutting their ears and hearts again and again.

After running several miles in one breath, Jiang Cheng suddenly stopped.

Wei Wuxian also stopped. Jiang Cheng turned back. Wei Wuxian grabbed him and said, “Jiang Cheng, what are you doing! Don’t go back!”

Jiang Cheng waved his hands and said, "Don't go back? Are you talking like a human being? You want me not to go back? My parents' bodies are still in the Lotus Pier. Can I just leave like this? If I don't go back, where else can I go?"

Wei WuXian held on tighter: "What can you do if you go back now? They even killed Uncle Jiang and Madam Yu. You will die if you go back!"

Jiang Cheng yelled, "Die if you want! If you're afraid of death, just get out of here and don't block my way!"

Wei WuXian tried to capture him, saying, “It is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge. The body must be brought back, but not now!”

Jiang Cheng dodged and fired back, "When is it not now? I've had enough of you, get out of here!"

Wei WuXian shouted, “Uncle Jiang and Madam Yu told me to look after you and take good care of you!”

"Shut up!" Jiang Cheng pushed him hard and yelled, "Why?!"

Wei WuXian was pushed into the bushes by him. Jiang Cheng rushed over, lifted his collar, and shook him: “Why?! Why?! Why! Are you happy?! Are you satisfied?!”

He grabbed Wei Wuxian’s neck, his eyes bloodshot: “Why did you save Lan Wangji?!”

In great sorrow and rage, Jiang Cheng had lost his mind and was unable to control his strength. Wei Wuxian twisted his wrist: "Jiang Cheng..."

Jiang Cheng pushed him to the ground and roared, "Why did you want to save Lan Wangji?! Why did you have to be so aggressive?! How many times have I told you not to cause trouble! Don't take action! Do you like being a hero so much?! Did you see what the end of being a hero is?! Huh?! Are you happy now?!"

"Lan Wangji, Jin Zixuan and the others are dead! Just let them die! What does their death have to do with us? What does it have to do with our family?! Why?! Why?!"

"Go to hell, go to hell, all of you go to hell! Die!!!"

Wei WuXian’s face turned red from holding back his anger, and he shouted, “Jiang Cheng!!!”

The hand that was pinching his neck suddenly loosened.

Jiang Cheng stared at him intently, tears rolling down his cheeks. From the depths of his throat, he squeezed out a dying wail and a painful whimper.

He cried, "...I want my parents, my parents..."

He asked Wei Wuxian for his father and mother, but no matter who he asked, he could never get them back.

Wei Wuxian was also crying. The two of them sat down in the grass, looking at each other and crying bitterly.

Jiang Cheng knew clearly that even if Wei Wuxian had not saved Lan Wangji at the bottom of the Xuanwu Cave during the massacre at Muxi Mountain, the Wen family would have found a reason to come to his door sooner or later. But he always felt that if it weren't for Wei Wuxian, maybe it wouldn't have happened so quickly, and maybe there would still be room for maneuver.

It was this painful bit of luck that filled him with regret and anger that he had nowhere to vent, and he was heartbroken.

When the sky was just getting light, Jiang Cheng was almost dazed.

He actually slept a few times that night. One reason was that he was too sleepy, and he cried so much that he fell asleep involuntarily. The other reason was that he still hoped that this was a nightmare, and he couldn't wait to wake up and open his eyes to find himself still lying in his room in Lotus Pier. His father was sitting in the hall reading a book and polishing his sword, his mother was complaining in a tantrum, scolding Wei Wuxian for making faces, his sister was squatting in the kitchen in a daze, racking her brains to think of what to cook today, and his junior brothers didn't do their morning lessons well, and just jumped up and down.

Instead of waking up with a splitting headache in the weeds after being blown by the cold wind all night, and finding yourself still curled up behind a desolate and remote hillside.

The first one to move was Wei Wuxian.

He supported his legs, barely stood up, and said in a hoarse voice: "Let's go."

Jiang Cheng didn't move. Wei Wuxian reached out to pull him and said, "Let's go."

Jiang Cheng asked: "...Where are we going?"

His voice was hoarse, and Wei WuXian said, “Go to the Yu Clan in Meishan and look for Senior Sister.”

Jiang Cheng waved away his outstretched hand. After a moment, he sat up and slowly stood up.

The two set out on foot towards Meishan.

Along the way, both of them tried to keep themselves alert and walked with heavy steps, as if they were carrying a huge burden.

Jiang Cheng always lowered his head, hugged his right hand, and placed the purple lightning on his index finger near his heart, touching the only remaining relic of his family over and over again. He frequently looked back in the direction of Lotus Pier, staring at the place that was once his home but has now become a demon cave. Over and over again, as if he would never get tired of it and always hold on to that last bit of hope, but tears would always burst out of his eyes.

They fled in a hurry, without any dry food, and had exhausted their energy from yesterday to today. After walking for half a day, they all began to feel dizzy. They left the deserted wilderness and entered a small town. Wei Wuxian looked at Jiang Cheng and saw that he looked extremely tired and didn't want to move. He said, "Sit down. I'll go get something to eat."

Jiang Cheng didn't respond, nor did he nod. On the way here, he only spoke a few words to Wei Wuxian.

Wei Wuxian repeatedly told him to sit still before he left. He often stuffed some change in various corners of his body, and it came in handy at this time, so that he would not be short of money. He walked around, bought a lot of food, and also bought some dry food for the long journey. It took less than an incense stick of time to quickly return to the place where they parted.

However, Jiang Cheng disappeared.

Wei Wuxian was carrying a bunch of steamed buns, noodles, and fruits. He was panicking, but he forced himself to calm down and searched the nearby streets, but still couldn't find Jiang Cheng. He was completely panicked and pulled a cobbler nearby, saying, "Old man, there was a young man sitting here just now who was about my age. Did you see where he went?"

The cobbler licked a thick thread and asked, "The one you were with just now?"

Wei WuXian said, “Yes!”

The cobbler said, "I was busy with work, so I couldn't see clearly. But he was staring at the people on the street. Then when I looked up at that place again, he was gone. He must have left."

Wei WuXian murmured, “…left…left…”

I'm afraid he went back to Lotus Pier to steal the body!

Like a madman, Wei WuXian ran in the direction they came from.

He was carrying a bunch of food he had just bought, which was weighing down his legs, and after running for a while he left it behind. But after running for a while, he began to feel dizzy and exhausted, and with a panic in his heart, his knees weakened and he fell to the ground.

This pounce covered his face with mud and he tasted dust in his mouth.

Wei Wuxian's chest was filled with an overwhelming feeling of powerlessness and hatred. He slammed his fist on the ground, yelled, and then climbed up. He turned back to pick up the steamed buns that he had thrown on the ground before, wiped them on his chest, and swallowed one in two bites. He chewed it fiercely as if his teeth were tearing flesh, and swallowed it down his throat, choking his chest with a dull pain. He picked up a few more and stuffed them into his arms, holding a steamed bun while eating while running, hoping to intercept Jiang Cheng on the road.

However, when he ran back to Lotus Pier, the moon was already dim in the night sky, and he did not see Jiang Cheng on the road.

Wei Wuxian looked at the brightly lit Lotus Pier from afar, his hands on his knees, gasping for breath. A bloody smell peculiar to a person running for a long time spread through his chest and throat, his mouth was full of the taste of rust, and his vision was blackening.

He thought to himself, "Why can't I catch up with Jiang Cheng? I've eaten, but I can only run this fast. He's more tired than me, and the blow he suffered is greater than mine. How can he run faster than me? Is he really coming back to Lotus Pier? But if he doesn't come back here, where else will he go? Go to Meishan alone without me?"

After taking a breath, he decided to go to Lotus Pier to confirm it first. While sneaking along that section of the wall, Wei Wuxian heard a voice in his heart, almost praying desperately: "This time, no one should talk about Jiang Cheng's body in the training ground. Otherwise, otherwise I..."

otherwise?

Otherwise, what can he do?

There was nothing he could do. There was nothing he could do. Lotus Pier was destroyed, Jiang Fengmian and Madam Yu were gone, Jiang Cheng was gone too. He was alone, all alone, without even a sword, and he knew nothing and could do nothing!

For the first time, he realized how insignificant his power was. In front of the giant Qishan Wen Clan, it was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

Wei Wuxian's eyes were so hot that tears were about to roll down again. He turned a corner and suddenly, a figure wearing a flaming robe came towards him.

In a flash, Wei WuXian captured this man.

He locked the man's hands tightly with his left hand, and strangled his neck with his right hand. He lowered his voice and threatened in the most vicious and vicious tone he could think of: "Don't make a sound! Otherwise, I will twist your throat in one go!"

The man was restrained by him and said hurriedly: "Wei, Master Wei, it's me, it's me!"

This was the voice of a young boy. When Wei WuXian heard it, his first reaction was: "Could it be someone I know, wearing a Wen family robe and sneaking in as an undercover agent?"

But this voice was completely unfamiliar to him, and he immediately rejected this idea. He put more force on his hands and said, "Don't try to play tricks!"

The young man said, "I... I'm not playing tricks. Master Wei, you can look at my face."

Wei WuXian thought, “Look at his face? Could it be that he has something hidden in his mouth that he is ready to spit out?”

He twisted the man's face with full of caution and turned around. He saw that the young man had delicate features and a youthful and elegant appearance. He was the young master of the Wen family of Qishan that they had seen when they peeped in yesterday.

Wei WuXian was indifferent: “I don’t know him.”

He turned the boy's face back, continued to pinch his neck, and shouted in a low voice: "Who are you!"

The young man seemed a little disappointed and said, "I... I'm Wen Ning."

Wei WuXian frowned and asked, “Who is Wen Ning?” He thought to himself, “Who cares? He’s a high-ranking person anyway. If I catch him, maybe I can get him back!”

Wen Ning hesitated and said, "I... a few years ago, at the Hundred Schools of Thought Conference in Qishan, I... I... shot arrows..."

Hearing him stammer, a sense of anxiety rushed into Wei WuXian’s heart, and he angrily said: “What do you mean by you?! Are you stuttering?!”

Wen Ning shrank back in fear in his hands, as if he wanted to squat with his head in his hands, and said softly, "Yes... yes."

Wei WuXian: “…”

Seeing him so timid and pitiful, and stuttering, Wei WuXian suddenly remembered something: "The Qishan Hundred Schools of Thought Conference two years ago... The Hundred Schools of Thought Conference... Archery... Ah, it seems there was such a person!"

Wei WuXian asked tentatively, “Are you the…Wen…Wen what’s that, the one who’s good at archery?”

Wen Ning nodded vigorously and said happily, "Yes, it's me! Yesterday... I saw you, Master Wei, and Master Jiang, and thought you might come again..."

Wei WuXian asked, “Did you see me yesterday?”

Wen Ning said: "Look, I see."

Wei WuXian asked, “You saw me but didn’t tell anyone else?”

Wen Ning said: "No! I won't tell anyone!"

He said this without stuttering, and his tone was firm, as if he was swearing an oath. Wei Wuxian was in doubt, and Wen Ning asked again: "Master Wei, are you here to see Master Jiang?"

Wei WuXian asked, “Is Jiang Cheng in there?!”

Wen Ning said honestly: "In..."

Hearing this, Wei WuXian's mind raced, "Jiang Cheng is in there, I have to get into Lotus Pier. How do I get in? Use Wen Ning as a hostage? That won't work. I'm afraid Wen Chao doesn't like this Wen Ning. What if it doesn't work to use him as a hostage! And is he lying? Isn't he from the Wen family? But he did see us yesterday but didn't report us. If I let him go, will he betray me right away? Is there such a kind-hearted person among the Wen dogs??? If I want to be absolutely sure, I can only..."

A hint of murderous intent flashed through Wei Wuxian’s mind.

He was not originally a murderous person, but his family had suffered a great change, and he had been filled with hatred for many days. The situation was so serious that he could not show mercy. With just a little force from his right hand, he could break Wen Ning's neck!

Just as his thoughts were in a mess, Wen Ning asked, "Master Wei, are you coming back to save Master Jiang?"

Wei WuXian curled his fingertips slightly and said coldly, “What else?”

Wen Ning actually smiled nervously and said, "I knew it. I...I can help you rescue him."

For a moment, Wei WuXian suspected that he had heard wrongly. He was stunned and said, "...You? You help me save her?!"

Wen Ning said, "Yes. Right now, I can bring him out right away. Coincidentally, Wen Chao and the others are out!"

Wei WuXian held onto him tightly: “Can you really?!”

Wen Ning said, "Yes! I, I am also a descendant of the Wen family, and I have a group of obedient disciples under me."

Wei WuXian said sternly, “Be obedient? Do I kill people according to your orders?”

Wen Ning hurriedly said, "No, no, that's not it! My disciples never kill people randomly! I haven't killed anyone from the Jiang family either. I only came here after hearing that something happened in Lotus Pier. Really!"

Wei WuXian stared at him, thinking, “What is he thinking? Lying? Fake talk? But this lie is too absurd! Does he think I’m a fool?!”

The terrifying thing was that he actually felt a surge of ecstasy from the bottom of his heart for having escaped from a desperate situation.

In his heart, he cursed himself bitterly, saying he was stupid, useless, absurd, unthinkable, and fanciful. However, he was alone, without a magic sword or magic treasure, and there were hundreds of Wen family monks stationed inside the wall, and perhaps even Wen Zhuliu.

He was not afraid of death. He was only afraid that he would die and still fail to save Jiang Cheng, and would fail the trust that Jiang Fengmian and Madam Yu had placed in him. In this situation, the only person he could place his hope on was this Wen family member whom he had only met three times in total!

Wei WuXian licked his dry lips and said in a hoarse voice: “Then…can you…can you help me…help me get the bodies of Sect Leader Jiang and Madam Jiang…”

Unconsciously, he also began to stutter. In the middle of his speech, he remembered that he was still holding Wen Ning in a threatening manner, so he quickly let him go, but he still had a trick up his sleeve. If Wen Ning ran away or screamed as soon as he let go, he would immediately shoot Wen Ning in the head. However, Wen Ning just turned around and said seriously: "I... I will definitely try my best."

Wei Wuxian waited in a daze. He turned in circles and thought to himself, "What's wrong with me? Am I crazy? Why would Wen Ning help me? Why should I trust him? What if he lied to me and Jiang Cheng wasn't in there at all? No, it's better if Jiang Cheng isn't in there!"

Less than an incense stick of time passed, and Wen Ning actually came out quietly, carrying someone on his back.

The man was covered in blood, his face was pale, his eyes were closed, and he lay motionless on Wen Ning's back. It was Jiang Cheng.

Wei WuXian whispered, “Jiang Cheng?! Jiang Cheng?!”

He stretched out his hand to check and found that he was still breathing. Wen Ning stretched out his hand to Wei Wuxian and placed something in his palm, saying, "Jiang, Master Jiang's Purple Lightning. I'll take it with me."

Wei WuXian didn’t know what else to say. Thinking about the thought of killing Wen Ning just now, he said hesitantly, “…Thank you!”

Wen Ning said, "You're welcome... I've already had the bodies of Mr. Jiang and Mrs. Jiang moved out, and will hand them over later. It's not appropriate to stay here for long, let's go first..."

Without further ado, Wei Wuxian took Jiang Cheng and wanted to carry him on his back. Unexpectedly, the first thing he saw was a bloody whip mark across Jiang Cheng's chest.

Wei WuXian asked, “The whip?!”

Wen Ning said, "Yes. Wen Chao, I got the Jiang family's whip... Young Master Jiang should have other injuries on his body."

Wei Wuxian only touched him twice, but Jiang Cheng had at least three broken ribs, and there was no telling how many injuries he had not seen. Wen Ning added, "When Wen Chao finds out, he will definitely hunt you down in Yunmeng... Master Wei, if you trust me, I can take you to hide somewhere first."

Now that Jiang Cheng was seriously injured, he urgently needed medicine and recuperation. He certainly couldn't continue to wander around like before, suffering from hunger and starvation. Their situation was almost impossible to move forward, and they had nowhere else to go. Apart from relying on Wen Ning, Wei Wuxian couldn't think of any other solution!

On the previous day, he would never have thought that he and Jiang Cheng would have to rely on the help of a Wen family member to escape, and perhaps would rather die than surrender. But at this moment, Wei Wuxian could only say: "Thank you!"

Wen Ning waved his hand and said, “No… no need. Master Wei, come this way. I, I have a boat…”

Wei Wuxian carried Jiang Cheng on his back and found the boat that Wen Ning had hidden in advance. He placed Jiang Cheng in the cabin, and Wen Ning simply cleaned Jiang Cheng's wounds and bandaged and applied medicine. Watching his skillful movements, Wei Wuxian couldn't help but recall the way he looked when he saw him at the Qishan Hundred Schools of Thought Conference.

That was the year when he, Lan Wangji, Lan Xichen, and Jin Zixuan won the top four places in archery.

That day, before the archery competition started, he was wandering alone in the Never-Sleeping City. As he was wandering, he passed through a small garden and suddenly heard the sound of a bowstring vibrating in front of him.

Wei Wuxian called Lin Fuye in and saw a young man in white clothes standing there, drawing a bow and releasing the string at a target in front of him.

The young man's profile was very handsome, and his bow posture was standard and beautiful. On the target, the red center was already densely packed with feather arrows. This arrow also hit the bull's eye.

It never fails.

Wei WuXian cheered, “Great archery skills!”

The young man hit the target with one arrow, and pulled out a new arrow from the quiver on his back. He lowered his head and was about to draw the bow, but he suddenly heard an unfamiliar voice coming from the side. He was so scared that his hand trembled and the arrow fell to the ground. Wei Wuxian walked out from behind the flower garden and smiled, "Which young master of the Wen family are you? Very good, very beautiful, and your archery is so good. I have never seen your family's archery so..."

Before he finished his words, the young man had dropped his bow and arrow and ran away without a trace.

Wei WuXian was speechless for a while, and he stroked his chin, thinking, “Am I so handsome? Am I so handsome that I scare people away?”

He didn't take it seriously, just seeing it as something new, and returned to the square. The game was about to start, and there was a lot of noise at the Wen family's place. Wei Wuxian asked Jiang Cheng, "Why is it so troublesome for their family to hold a talk show? There's always something going on every day. What's going on today?"

Jiang Cheng said, "What else can it be? The number of spots is limited, and we are fighting over who gets to play." After a pause, he said contemptuously, "The archery skills of these Wen family members...are all the same. It doesn't matter who plays. Does it make any difference if we fight over them?"

Wen Chao shouted over there: "One more! One more, one more to go! The last one!"

The young man in white was standing in the crowd beside him. He looked left and right, and finally raised his hand with all his strength. But he raised it too low, and he didn't dare to shout out his name like others did. After being pushed and shoved for a while, someone noticed him and asked curiously, "Qiong Lin? You want to participate too?"

The young man called "Qiong Lin" nodded, and someone else laughed and said, "I've never seen you hold a bow before, why are you participating in the competition? Don't waste your spot."

Wen Qionglin seemed to want to defend himself, but the man said, "Alright, alright, don't be so eager for novelty. This will count towards your grades. I can't help you if you embarrass yourself."

Wei WuXian thought to himself, “Shame on you? If there’s one person in your Wen family who can save your face, it’s him.”

The disdain in that person's tone was too matter-of-fact, and Wei WuXian was not happy to hear it. He raised his voice and said, "Who said he has never held a bow? He has held one before, and he shoots very well!"

Everyone looked at him in surprise, then at the young man. Wen Qionglin's face was originally pale, but because everyone's eyes were suddenly focused on him, it suddenly turned red, and his dark eyes stared at Wei Wuxian. Wei Wuxian walked over with his hands behind his back and said, "Didn't you shoot well in the garden just now?"

Wen Chao also turned around and asked doubtfully, "Really? You? Are you good at archery? How come I've never heard of it?"

Wen Qionglin whispered: "...I...I just started practicing recently..."

He spoke in a low, intermittent voice, as if he could be interrupted at any time, and indeed he was often interrupted. Wen Chao interrupted impatiently: "Okay, there is a target over there, you can shoot one and see. If it works, go for it, if it doesn't, get out of the way."

The space around Wen Qionglin was suddenly vacated, and he tightened his hand holding the bow, looking around for help. Wei Wuxian saw that he was very unconfident, patted his shoulder, and said, "Relax. Just shoot like before."

Wen Qionglin looked at him gratefully, took a deep breath, and drew the bow.

Unfortunately, as he pulled the bow, Wei WuXian shook his head in his heart, thinking, “This is going to be bad.”

Wen Qionglin had probably never shot an arrow in front of others before. His fingertips and arms were shaking, and the arrow flew out, but it didn't even hit the target. The Wen family members who were watching laughed and said, "How could he shoot well!"

"I can shoot better than him with my eyes closed."

"Alright, alright, stop wasting time and quickly pick someone to play!"

Wen Qionglin's face turned red to his ears, and he fled without anyone waving him away. Wei Wuxian chased after him and said, "Hey, don't run! That... Brother Qionglin, right? Why are you running?"

Hearing him calling her from behind, Wen Qionglin finally stopped, lowered her head and turned around, looking ashamed from head to toe, and stammered, "...I'm sorry."

Wei WuXian asked curiously, “Why are you saying sorry to me?”

Wen Qionglin said guiltily: "You...you recommended me, but I embarrassed you..."

Wei WuXian asked, “Why should I be ashamed? You don’t often shoot arrows in front of others, do you? Were you nervous just now?”

Wen Qionglin nodded, and Wei Wuxian said, "A little confident. Let me tell you honestly, you are a better archer than anyone in your family. Among all the children of noble families that I have met, there are definitely no more than three who are better archers than you."

Jiang Cheng came over and asked, "What are you doing again? Three what?"

Wei WuXian pointed at him and said, “Look, for example, he can’t shoot as well as you do with this.”

Jiang Cheng said angrily: "You are looking for death!"

Wei WuXian took the blow from him, but remained calm and said, “Really? There’s nothing to be nervous about. You’ll get used to it if you practice in front of people more often. I’m sure you’ll impress people next time.”

This Wen Qionglin was probably a member of a noble family from the Wen family. He was neither high nor low in status, but he was shy and self-abased. He was timid and even stuttered when he spoke. After practicing hard and mustering up the courage to participate in the competition, he messed up because he was too nervous. If he was not properly guided, this boy might become more and more self-contained and never dare to perform in front of others again. Wei Wuxian encouraged him with a few words, and then briefly mentioned some key points that needed to be reminded, and corrected some minor mistakes he had made when shooting arrows in the small garden just now. Wen Qionglin listened intently and nodded continuously. Jiang Cheng said, "Why are you talking so much nonsense? The competition is about to start, why don't you get into the arena!"

Wei WuXian said to Wen QiongLin in a serious tone, "I'm going to the game now. You can watch me shoot on the field later..."

Jiang Cheng dragged him away impatiently, spitting as he dragged him: "What are you looking at? Do you think you are a role model?!"

Wei WuXian thought about it and said curiously, “Yeah. Isn’t that me?”

“Wei Wuxian! I’ve never seen you so shameless!”

…

Recalling this, Wei Wuxian's gaze shifted from Wen Ning to Jiang Cheng, who was covered in blood and had his eyes closed. His five fingers clenched into fists involuntarily.

They first traveled by water, took a boat down the river, then took the carriage prepared by Wen Ning. On the second day, they arrived in Yiling.