A Patriarch's Follower. ||1||XIANWANG

chapter 4

-CHAPTER 4-
-the mysterious boy with
Incredulous intentions.-

(Jin ling was born way back and so was sizhui.)
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"Are they going to be ok?" A purple clad cultivator said, what seemed to be a Jiang disciple from the yunmengJiang Sect. He was kneeling down and feeling the foreheads of the 2 cultivators who 'passed out' for no reason.

There were Lan, Jin and a few jiang disciples surrounding them while checking the corpses. Another surprise would be how the Superstitious sect leader Jiang had been standing there with a indecipherable expression while looking down at the Jin youth that's laid still on a tree beside the other Youth who had also passed out.

"Thank you again for your assistance" one spoke with a low courtesy bow. Sizhui was Leaning against a tree while observing them, he hummed after the Disciple bowed and turned to look at the approaching sect leader

"Sect leader Jiang." Sizhui mutters out under his veil before cupping his hand and Bowing to show respect to the purple clad cultivator.

It didn't take long before he started questioning about the events that took place within the forest that seemed to be densed with fierce corpses.
Wei Sizhui found out some information about the 2 young cultivators, truly he would have forgotten it the second it was given to him if it weren't for the fact that..

Those 2 caught the attention of a wolf in sheep's clothing.

Wei Sizhui will have to talk to them later on to know about their whereabouts. Turns out the Jin wasn't 18 but 20, his name was Jin ling and he was the next heir to being a sect leader of the Jin clan. 'no wonder he has such a petty personality, how interesting.' he thought.
Another shock was embedded into him after finding out that he was also the nephew of Jiang wanyin.

The Lan however was indeed 18, he was just a mere disciple who was deemed to be a troublemaker by the the disciples around him currently. Though that perhaps may be true, it didn't change the fact that the said Youth was very pretty with the fair skin and gorgeous features. Turns out his name was Lan jingyi, who is in great favor of Lan xichen, the current sect leader of the GusuLan sect.

The sound of shuffling and chattering came to an abrupt shut, hearing footsteps, sizhui turned his gaze to the man Before him that was approaching.

He guessed right away who it was and did the same courtesy by Bowing. "Sect leader Lan."

"Thank you for helping those 2 while no one else was accompanying them." Xichen said in a slightly hoarse voice but no one paid mind to it as his voice was low only for the 3 of them to hear. After a moment, he pulled out a piece of paper and gave it to sizhui which left him a little baffled.

Sizhui didn't really know what to do with it, it was a scroll. "If you have time, please accept this invitation.
I humbly invite you to Gusu, cloud recesses. I would like to have a talk with you as well once you heed your arrival."

Sizhui cupped his hand once more into a bow and hummed "of course, sect leader Lan. This humble one will find time." And thus, he left.

During his time with them, he noticed a person always hiding behind the Lans, as if he was scared. Another thing he noticed was how Jiang wanyin's stare was so engraved into him, people might mistake the poor Hair bunned man to be a sworn enemy of the purple clad cultivator.
He was wearing black and a bit of red robes, face pale looking as if it was covered in a bunch of powder. Truly, the man could have been beautiful if it weren't for the fact his face was quite literally littered with white powder

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A FEW HOURS BACK.
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'why does my head feel like it's going to explode if I move..' he thought. In fact, it might. He slowly grabbed his head, in so much pain he could just burst. It didn't help when a fatass decided to kick him once he tried to crouch up.