Who Dares Slander My Senior Brother (古玉闻香)

Chapter 53: Re-edited

"Get up!"

Mo Xuan made a long groan in the sky, its head swayed gently, passing over the light gray clouds. Dust were settle down, and there was no more death. After Jun YanZhi had seen the masters of sects, the five major sects packed up and sent their disciples back.

Finally everyone gradually settled on the turtle.

Wen Jing looked down and found a quiet corner to sit. He was silent, doodling on the ground with branches.

Jun Yanzhi also sat down with him and whispered: "Not in a good mood?"

The voice was gentle as water, making Wen Jing flustered for awhile . He quickly looked up and said: "No, not in a bad mood. Shixiong, many people want to talk to you. Go ahead to meet with them."

Wen Jing quietly pointed to a group of disciples who looked at him not far away: "Over there are the people you have saved, waiting to thank you."

He didn't know how to feel. Shixiong hurt those people in secret, and then accepted their worship and gratitude as the savior with ease. This was awkward in any case, as if someone had stolen other people's money and then lend them generously.

Jun YanZhi whispered: "Shidi... Was I too impatient that night?"

Wen Jing blushed: "No, you didn't."

"......then that's good."

Jun YanZhi kept quiet for a while, then stood up and went to the crowd. A dozen of people quickly gathered around him, they talked and laughed, which attracted a lot of attention from others.

Not just he, himself, but all the people here had been completely captivated by him.

Wen Renmu, together with several disciples of TianHeng Peak stood by and watched from afar, like the children who was left out.

Wen Jing stared at Jun YanZhi, thinking of his real name and the '十' mark on his back.

How could such a man behaving like an immortal be related to the whole thing? No need to day that others wouldn't believe it, even Wen Jing himself still thought that there must be something wrong.

Jun YanZhi did not look at him, so that he could get some air. Wen Jing stood up and looked around, he lowered his head, walked to an quiet corner, watching the fleeting snow-capped mountains and the white mist that gradually dissipated.

Where did it go wrong?

"Your Jun Shixiong is really busy."

Suddenly there was a man's voice behind Wen Jing.

Wen Jing did not even turn his head: "Why don't You Shidi join them too?"

You Si smiled in dissent: "He didn't save me. Why should I be grateful to him? But look at Wen Renmu, he seems so embarrassed as if his limelight has been taken away."

"...you're really free."

You Si smiled and said: "How can this be considered leisurely? You wait for my news after you go back, I'll take you to see a good show of Wen Renmu."

Wen Jing smiled and said: "What good show?"

"Spoiler's boring. Anyway, you just come out with me in the middle of the night when I call you, got it?"

Wen Jing couldn't help but be interested: "Keep your promise."

The two had a great time. Wen Jing had never felt better in the past few days, he talked cheerfully and humorously, speaking more and more without worries. You Si seemed to lean on him, and inadvertently said: "Where did you go with your Shixiong on the night when the Sky Balance sect had an accident? I didn't sleep that night. I wanted to chat with you, but neither of you were in the room."