PFC Chapter 117 The oriole is behind
Chapter 117 The oriole is behind
"I received news that Dongfang Yuan left Fengyun Tower with a group of people not long ago."
As Xie Yan spoke, she handed the slip of paper to the group.
The paper passed from hand to hand among the group before finally ending up in Xiang Qingsheng's hands.
He glanced at it and frowned in confusion, saying, "But it doesn't say where he went?"
Xie Yan smiled and said, "I roughly know where he'll go."
Upon hearing this, Dongfang Su subconsciously looked at Xie Yan, her eyes filled with a hint of inquiry.
Xie Yan took back the secret letter bearing the Fengyunlou mark. The paper slowly turned to ashes as he twisted it, and his smile did not reach his eyes.
"Something like this once happened."
“A long time ago, someone made a joke to Dongfang Yuan in the midst of conversation. The old man smiled and didn’t take it seriously on the surface, but then he turned around and ordered that person’s entire family of more than one hundred people to be killed.”
"On the night of the massacre, he went there on purpose. First, he let that person witness the tragic death of his entire family in front of him, and then he personally cut that person into a thousand pieces."
"Dongfang Yuan is a treacherous and vindictive man. Back then, just because he lost a martial arts competition to the old leader, he was so resentful that he left home and, after years of lying low in the martial arts world, killed the old leader's family members one by one."
"Given his personality, given how meticulously he poisoned the old leader, what do you think he would do after learning that the old leader was nearing his end?"
Upon hearing this, everyone present was taken aback, and then quickly realized what was going on.
"what do you mean……"
"Yes."
Xie Yan raised her head, narrowed her eyes slightly, and looked towards Dongfang Shuo's room.
"Since he hates the old leader so much, how could he easily let go of this rare opportunity to witness the death of his 'enemy'?"
"And he might not just want to watch, he might also want to deliver the final blow."
The expressions of the group became serious. Xie Yan's words implied that Dongfang Yuan was probably in the Martial Alliance right now, hiding in the shadows, waiting for an opportunity to strike at the old alliance leader.
The atmosphere froze for a moment, but Xiang Qingsheng quickly recovered and immediately said, "I'll send people to search right away."
Then someone called him back.
"it's useless."
Xie Yan shook her head and scoffed, "That old bastard Dongfang Yuan is very cunning. With his abilities, how could he be so easily discovered?"
"Moreover, there are many people attending this conference. If we make any moves, we will inevitably alert the enemy. If he notices anything unusual, he will probably run away immediately. Then it will be even more difficult to catch him."
Upon hearing this, Xiang Qingsheng also realized the difficulty of the matter.
He gripped the knife tightly, his face showing difficulty, and his eyes revealing undisguised worry.
"Then... what should we do?"
Everyone fell silent, and the atmosphere became somewhat oppressive.
After a long pause, Dongfang Su spoke first.
"Since they want revenge, then let's just wait for them to show up on their own."
"The other party hates my father so much, but dares not show up openly. Therefore, they probably won't rush to make a move right now, and will only choose to strike at the last moment."
"Since we don't know where he is, we will control when he appears."
Upon hearing these words, the group instantly realized what Dongfang Su was trying to do, and their expressions softened slightly.
That's not a bad idea.
Xie Yan and Chu Ling exchanged a glance, both seeing the admiration for Dongfang Su in each other's eyes.
This young woman is not only calm and collected, but also meticulous and decisive. If she continues like this, she will surely become a prominent figure in the martial arts world in due time.
Dongfang Shuo was fortunate to have such a daughter.
The following day, word spread within the Alliance Leader's residence that the old Alliance Leader's condition had deteriorated rapidly and that he might not live much longer.
Upon hearing this news, the entire martial arts alliance was in an uproar, and many of those who had attended the conference wanted to visit the old alliance leader at his residence.
However, the leader's daughter refused to see any guests and did not allow anyone to enter the mansion. She only sent word that the old leader needed to rest quietly and should not be disturbed by strangers.
These words failed to convince the public and further convinced them that the old leader's condition had indeed reached a very serious stage.
At this moment, in a small attic by the river—
An ordinary-looking middle-aged man stood alone at the window, gazing in the direction of the Alliance Leader's Mansion, a dark glint flashing in his eyes.
He listened to the discussions outside about the old leader's illness and couldn't help but sneer.
After a while, a young man entered the house and bowed respectfully to the middle-aged man.
"How is it?"
The middle-aged man swirled the wine in his glass and asked casually.
"Replying to the original poster, this news is probably true."
"According to our report, Dongfang Shuo has not come out since returning to his room yesterday. Later, some people saw several blood-stained clothes being taken out of his room, and his daughter, Dongfang Su, went in and came out crying."
"Today, I have been staying in Dongfang Shuo's courtyard the whole time, inviting many doctors and preparing round after round of medicine to send in."
Upon hearing this, Dongfang Yuan took a deep breath and exhaled, feeling great. He then drank the wine in his cup in one gulp.
It was unclear what kind of wine he was drinking, but what slid down from the corner of his mouth was not a clear water stain, but a dark red liquid.
There was even a faint smell of blood.
He wiped his mouth and then refilled his glass.
He then stood up, holding a wine glass, and paced back and forth in the room in high spirits, saying, "Very good, it seems that Dongfang Shuo is almost dead."
"After so many years, I have finally waited for this day."
Dongfang Yuan's laughter was cold and chilling. "No, I won't let him die so easily."
"By the way, before he dies, I want him to witness his daughter and apprentice being tortured, to feel the same pain I have!"
"I will make him regret stealing the position of leader that should have been mine back then!"
For some reason, Dongfang Yuan's description gradually became somewhat manic.
After laughing wildly for a while, he tilted his head back and drank the wine in his glass in one gulp.
Then, he quickly calmed down and became a completely different person from before.
"Keep an eye on it. Remember, don't give anything away these days. We'll wait until the very last moment."
"Yes, landlord."
After the man agreed, he left.
Only Dongfang Yuan remained standing at the window, looking down at the bustling crowd below, a slight smile playing on his lips.