Chapter 178: When Rivals Meet Again

Seeing blood seep from Shang Qinghua’s hand, a trace of dim sorrow flashed through Mo Yi’s eyes.

In his memory, his master had always been calm and self-possessed, he rarely displaying such intense emotional fluctuations.

Although the current master seemed more humane and emotionally expressive, indulging too deeply in personal feelings would inevitably affect his judgment.

Thinking of Gu Xiang, who had been driven away, Mo Yi silently sighed.

He and she were the same, both had been captivated by their master’s charm and had willingly chosen to follow him.

Yet who could have imagined that she would develop other intentions?

Not to mention that the master’s heart had never been on her; even if it had been, the master’s teacher would never have spared her.

Mo Yi quietly placed the bowl of medicine on the table and retreated from the room.

His master needed some time alone right now.

As a subordinate, no matter what decision the master made afterward, he would unconditionally support and assist him.

With Mo Yi’s departure, the room once again sank into deathly silence.

Shang Qinghua leaned back against the soft couch with his eyes closed, no one knew what he was thinking.

Suddenly, the window was pushed open and Xi Yu lightly flipped inside.

Shang Qinghua opened his eyes and glanced at him, a trace of disdain appearing on his face.

That attitude instantly set Xi Yu off. “Shang Qinghua, what kind of attitude is that supposed to be?”

“I treat people according to who they are,” Shang Qinghua replied.

At this moment, he truly did not have the energy to bicker with Xi Yu.

He had originally thought that Xi Yu would either storm off in anger or draw his sword and fight him again.

Unexpectedly, Xi Yu acted completely out of character.

He smiling as he sat down by the table, poured himself a cup of tea, and drank it leisurely.

Shang Qinghua glanced at him and said, “Ten taels of gold.”

Hearing this, Xi Yu spat out the tea he had just swallowed with a “pfft.”

“Why don’t you just go rob someone?”

Shang Qinghua replied unhurriedly, “A pot of pure gold, ginseng used as firewood, and wild cloud tea grown atop misty, snow-capped mountains. Ten taels of gold per cup, do you think that’s expensive?”

Xi Yu wiped the moisture from the corner of his mouth.

If what Shang Qinghua said were true, then the price really wasn’t expensive at all. But the key question was, was he telling the truth?

Thinking of this, Xi Yu felt a bit depressed.

Since childhood, whether in martial arts or strategy, he had always been just a little inferior to Shang Qinghua.

What was even more infuriating was that this fellow had been born with a naturally handsome appearance, as if all good things in the world had been handed to him.

Even in their last duel, it was only because Shang Qinghua had gone easy on him that he had managed to survive.

At times, Xi Yu truly wanted to see what this childhood friend and lifelong rival would look like once he tore off that ever-calm and self-possessed mask.

Seeing that Xi Yu stubbornly refused to leave, Shang Qinghua knew he must have something important to say.

Still, on the surface, he maintained a calm demeanor, lifting the teacup on the table and taking a sip. “You don’t need to be told the meaning of serving tea to send a guest off, do you?”

“Shang Qinghua, you…!!!”

Xi Yu who had been immersed in memories was nearly knocked over by Shang Qinghua’s words.

But a moment later, a smile appeared on his face. “Aren’t you going to ask why I came here?”

Shang Qinghua deliberately put on an indifferent expression and said, “What else could it be besides a duel? You’ve been like this since we were kids.

Xi Yu straightened up his body and walked over to Shang Qinghua, he then raised a finger and shaking it lightly. “This time, you guessed wrong. I didn’t come to fight, I came to sell you a piece of information.”

Hearing Xi Yu say this, Shang Qinghua’s heart jolted.

On the surface, he still pretended to remain calm, but the hand resting on the table had already begun to tremble uncontrollably.

“If it’s not martial arts, then it’s must be a women. How many times have I said this? If we’re talking about martial arts, defeat me first and then speak. As for women…” He deliberately sized Xi Yu up from head to toe. “As long as I want to, you can’t compete with me.”

Shang Qinghua’s attitude was far too arrogant and provoking Xi Yu so much that his longsword instantly left its sheath.

Shang Qinghua flicked the blade resting by his neck aside with a finger and said, “If you have something to say, say it. If not, then leave. If you want to fight, I’ll accompany you.”

With Xi Yu’s level of skill, how could he fail to see that Shang Qinghua was now practically a cripple who had almost completely lost his martial arts?

His sword leaving its sheath just now had merely been a momentary outburst of anger.

Feeling somewhat frustrated, he sheathed his sword again. “I’m not going to duel with a half-cripple. I already said it, I’m here to sell information.”

Shang Qinghua raised an eyebrow. “Oh? Since when did you join the Ten Thousand Wisdom Hall?”

Seeing how unhurried Shang Qinghua appeared, Xi Yu really had no temper left.

He took a large gulp of tea from his cup and said gloomily, “I know who you’ve been looking for lately. I’ve seen him.”

Xi Yu’s words stirred Shang Qinghua’s emotions. He forcibly suppressed them and said, “Oh? Since when did you start caring about such trivial matters?”

Xi Yu could tell he was putting on an act of composure and the corner of his mouth curved upward slightly. “Oh? Is that so? I thought you’d be interested.”

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