Chapter 88 - Late Arrival

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The thunder had died and the pouring rain had become a sprinkle. The darkest part of the night had already passed. Light could be seen. Sprinting, the soaking-wet dog flew in like a black wind, throwing itself at Jin Ling. Its round eyes were damp as it stood up on its hind legs, clinging to Jin Ling's lap and whimpering.

Wei Wuxian watched as its crimson tongue extended from its white, sharp teeth and licked Jin Ling's hand. His face paled and his eyes glazed over. As he opened his lips, he felt that his soul was about to become a wisp of green smoke and fly to the Heavens through his mouth. Quietly, Lan Wangji placed himself in front of him, blocking the line of sight between him and Fairy. Wei Wuxian just looked up at him.

"Better?" Lan Wangji asked. Wei Wuxian nodded as he was still a bit shaken to speak.

Immediately, hundreds of people surrounded the Guanyin Temple, each looking alarmed with swords unsheathed as though they were ready for a big fight. However, after those who rushed into the temple first saw the scene before their eyes, they all hesitated in surprise. Those lying on the ground were all dead; those who didn't die were half-lying, half-standing. In summary, corpses and general chaos were plastered all over the floor.

Of the two who were at the foremost position, the left was the chief manager of the Yunmeng Jiang Sect, while the left was Lan Qiren. Lan Qiren still had a face full of shock and doubt. Before he even opened his mouth to ask, the first thing he saw was Lan Wangji, so close to Wei Wuxian that they were practically one person. Within the blink of an eye, he'd forgotten everything he wanted to ask. Rage surged onto his face. Brows knitted together, he huffed and puffed, sending his mustache flying into the air.

The chief manager immediately went forth to help Jiang Cheng up, "Sect Leader, are you alright..."

While Lan Qiren raised his sword and shouted, "Wei..."

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"Wei Wuxian was injured and not causing anyone harm, why point a sword at him? He did save a majority of those who were still living in the end," Wen Ruohan questioned.

"I was blinded by my own prejudice against him," Lan Qiren stated, "it only took until recently that I finally understood the boy."

"You don't need to worry, Elder Lan Qiren, we will have plenty of time to work things out," Wei Wuxian told him, "after I have this baby anyway."

"I expect it will be a good child," Lan Qiren stated, "just like the other two."

"Lan Zhan raised Sizhui and Jingyi pretty much on his own. They don't have much of an influence from me...if they do, it's only recent. I will be around this child more..."

Lan Qiren's face went pale from the thought of the next child to come...have more time to grow up around Wei Wuxian, it worried him a little bit.

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Before he even finished a few white-clothed figures rushed out from behind his back, all of them shouting, "Hanguang Jun!"

"Senior Wei!"

"Senior Patriarch!"

The last boy bumped into Lan Qiren so hard he almost tipped over. He fumed, "No running! No making clamor!"

Apart from Lan Wangji, who turned to him and called, "Uncle", nobody paid him any attention.

Lan Sizhui grabbed Lan Wangji's sleeve with his left hand and Wei Wuxian's arm with his right, beaming, "This is great! Hanguang Jun, Senior Wei, what a relief that both of you are fine. With how anxious Fairy was, we thought you came into something truly difficult."

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