Chapter 569: A Fortune Cannot Buy a Flame Weaving Robe
Gu Shuo leaned against the wall, his gaze fixed on the little girl’s leg. It was so severely injured.
Zhan Chi’s gaze swept the area before landing on the man in red. "Who are you?"
"A passerby," the red-robed man said lazily.
"You’ve been following us ever since we started up the mountain. Don’t think we didn’t notice."
’A passerby? Who is he trying to fool?’
"Does Four-direction Mountain belong to you? I’ll walk wherever I please."
"You..." Zhan Chi was furious. "What are you really after? Who sent you?"
The man in red shrugged, clearly having no intention of answering his questions.
Seeing he couldn’t get anything out of him, Zhan Chi looked down at Ye Qianning. "Girl, do you know him?"
"I don’t." Ye Qianning thought for a moment, then added, "But you don’t have to worry about him. He’s got a problem up here."
As she spoke, she tapped her little hand against her head.
"..."
The red-robed man narrowed his wicked eyes.
"So he’s just crazy, huh," Zhan Chi snorted.
Gu Shuo stared at his red attire. "Sir, is that a Flame Weaving Robe you’re wearing?"
Hearing this, the man in red curled his lips into a smile. "Boss Gu is truly knowledgeable."
"Many years ago, I accompanied my master to the north and was fortunate enough to see one. It’s a sight I’ve never forgotten," Gu Shuo said, his expression probing.
"The Mingshan Mountain Clan of the north?"
"Indeed."
"Then do you know what the Mingshan Mountain Clan traded for that Flame Weaving Robe?"
"I have not heard."
"The head of the Mingshan Clan Leader, plus one-third of the entire clan’s land, cattle, and sheep." The red-robed man’s bewitching voice was surprisingly pleasant to the ear.
Gu Shuo’s expression changed slightly. The Mingshan Mountain Clan had indeed undergone a major upheaval ten years ago. The Clan Leader had died overnight, his head severed from his body. And it was somehow related to the man standing before them.
Zhan Chi had also heard of the Mingshan Mountain Clan. They were one of the four great families of Beili, a power whose influence surpassed even that of the Imperial Family’s various Vassal Kings and Princes.
A single move from them could make all of Beili tremble.
Back then, when the Mingshan Mountain Clan fell into civil war, the imperial court sent tens of thousands of men, yet failed to quell the conflict.
The war lasted for about half a year. How it was eventually pacified remains a mystery to this day. It was also from that point on that the Mingshan Mountain Clan rarely appeared in the public eye.
The cause of the war was a mystery, and its end was a mystery as well.
"The Mingshan Mountain Clan’s civil war was all because of a single Flame Weaving Robe?" Zhan Chi couldn’t believe it.
The red-robed man shook his head.
Seeing him shake his head, Zhan Chi scoffed. "I knew it. How could a mere Flame Weaving Robe cause such a huge commotion?"
"It wasn’t a bolt of cloth, but a finished garment," the red-robed man said slowly.
"...A garment? Who are you kidding?" Zhan Chi knew the Flame Weaving Robe was precious, but could a single piece of clothing, no matter how valuable, really incite a rebellion in a great family?
The man in red hooked the corner of his mouth, his eyes filled with wild arrogance.
Gu Shuo wasn’t entirely disbelieving, but he wasn’t fully convinced either. Who in the world could be so extravagant as to wear the precious Flame Weaving Robe?
For the moment, it was difficult to determine the man’s identity, but it seemed he held no ill intent.
"What’s a Flame Weaving Robe?" After listening for a while, Ye Qianning still couldn’t figure out what was so precious about the clothes the red-robed lunatic was wearing.
"It’s not clear where the Flame Weaving Robe comes from. It’s only said to be made from the petals of a flower that grows in a sea of fire. When the material is made into clothing, it is impervious to blades and spears and is also fireproof. If a person is wrapped in a Flame Weaving Robe, even a raging inferno outside cannot harm them in the slightest," Gu Shuo slowly explained.
Ye Qianning was first surprised by the flower used to make it, but then she understood instantly. No wonder he dared to come up here while the fire raged, all calm and unhurried. His trump card was his clothing.
"Boss Gu really knows his goods," the man in red said with a hint of admiration.