Monarch Night

"And the reason Duan Xiyang went crazy beating up Heavenly King Flute was also because of Fang Che."

Dongfang Sansan laid out his own deductions one by one, then hammered the final nail: "Can’t be wrong, that’s exactly how it is!"

Xue Fuxiao was stunned.

"You figured all that out just from that one sentence?"

Dongfang Sansan frowned: "Isn’t this something anyone with a brain can think of? You still need to twist around a few corners? Just sort through all the relationships and it pops out, no?"

Xue Fuxiao’s head was full of black lines: "..."

Fine, I got no brain!

"Then why did Duan Xiyang beat Heavenly King Flute because of Fang Che?" Xue Fuxiao forcefully tried to save his dignity.

"Are you stupid? Wasn’t it you who brought back Jun Lin’s autobiography?" Dongfang Sansan looked at Xue Fuxiao with the eyes one uses on an idiot.

Xue Fuxiao’s eyes went wide: "What does this have to do with Lord Jun Lin?"

This time it was Dongfang Sansan’s turn to widen his eyes.

He stared at Xue Fuxiao for a long while, then said: "If you stop using your brain and just follow orders, basically everything will be easy to handle!"

Xue Fuxiao let out a powerless sigh: "I really couldn’t figure it out... but will you die if you go one day without mocking me?"

"So, this time, Heavenly King Flute was here to assassinate Yu Zhongge."

Dongfang Sansan said, pondering.

Xue Fuxiao’s brain instantly blue-screened. He jerked his head up: "Wh- wh- what does this have to do with Yu Zhongge? Weren’t you just saying the target was Fang Che?"

"If I remember correctly, many years ago, Heavenly King Flute killed someone on Guardian Continent and was madly hunted down by Qinglong Saber Yu Haoran, chased from the inland all the way to the Southern Ice Plain, then from the Southern Ice Plain chased on to the Jibei Snow Mountain... that happened, right?"

Dongfang Sansan asked.

"Yeah, that did happen, but what does that have to do with today..."

Xue Fuxiao’s eyes were rolling circles, his face full of confusion.

"Back then Heavenly King Flute was almost chopped to pieces by Yu Haoran... that’s how it went, right?"

Dongfang Sansan asked.

"Right, right... but that’s all ancient history..."

Xue Fuxiao was getting even more baffled.

Dongfang Sansan said: "Because many years ago Heavenly King Flute suffered a huge loss at Yu Haoran’s hands, now he’s here to assassinate Yu Zhongge. That’s inevitable. He’s here to settle the old score for that hunt back then!"

Xue Fuxiao was completely scrambled: "Sansan, do you even know what you’re saying?"

Dongfang Sansan furrowed his brows, looked at Xue Fuxiao, and said slowly: "You don’t need to know the reason, but you must know one thing!"

"What thing?"

"Heavenly King Flute must have come to assassinate Yu Zhongge! The reason Heavenly King Flute made a move must be that he was assassinating Yu Zhongge! This point, this justification, cannot change!"

Xue Fuxiao only felt that his brain was already tied into knots.

He dazed out for half the day before nodding: "Alright... but... can I at least understand it a bit?"

"If I tried to explain it clearly to you, two whole days would be gone."

Dongfang Sansan said: "Time’s tight right now, you take Yu Haoran and hurry to the Southeast."

"Huh?!"

Xue Fuxiao stared for a long time before saying: "But this Sun Wutian... the fact that he saved them, no matter how you spin it, that’s a loophole."

"We don’t know who saved them, do we? That’s why we investigate! We must investigate. This is the benefactor of us Guardians, Yu Haoran has to go thank him!"

Dongfang Sansan said: "So we have to track him down. He’s a huge potential help to our side! We keep searching nonstop!"

Xue Fuxiao was instantly dizzy to the point of losing his bearings: "Sansan... are you dumb? Don’t we clearly know it was Sun Wutian who saved them? You yourself just said it. What are we still investigating?"

Dongfang Sansan let out a helpless sigh: "But we can’t make it public, got it?"

Xue Fuxiao: "??... Don’t get it."

"From now on, remember this: a mysterious expert saved those few, did a good deed without leaving his name! This matter has nothing at all to do with Sun Wutian! Got it?"

Dongfang Sansan was practically grinding his teeth.

But then he thought about how convoluted this whole thing was; even if he wanted to explain it clearly to Xue Fuxiao, there was absolutely no way this simpleton would get it in just one or two sentences!

So he simply didn’t explain, and directly issued orders.

"I’m not saying it, but will Sun Wutian keep quiet? Won’t Heavenly King Flute say something? Yan Nan and Duan Xiyang know the truth too, right? Can we really just play dumb and pretend we don’t know?"

Xue Fuxiao asked: "Why would they cooperate with us?"

Dongfang Sansan truly felt smoke coming out of his seven orifices: "Would Sun Wutian dare say anything? If he talks, wouldn’t that expose that Yemo is their person? Would Yan Nan and Heavenly King Flute and Duan Xiyang dare say anything? They’d love for us to stay muddleheaded forever, where’s your brain!?"

Xue Fuxiao’s head was spinning and swelling.

Vaguely, he felt like he kind of understood something.

But also seemed like he understood nothing at all.

Seeing Xue Fuxiao in this woozy state, Dongfang Sansan was helpless as well.

This matter had to be kept under control with this simpleton.

Otherwise, if he really didn’t get it, one sentence from him and everything would blow up.

After thinking for a bit, he simply took out a Soul Jade Scroll, quickly sealed a few messages into it, and slapped it onto Xue Fuxiao’s forehead: "Just do this, this, and this! Got it?"

"Now I get it."

"Anything else you don’t get, you can’t do anything, can’t say anything, and you can’t talk to anyone about it! Unless it’s with me! Got it?"

"But even if I talk to you, you won’t tell me either..."

"Get out and do your job!"

Then Dongfang Sansan and Xue Fuxiao came out.

In front of them were a whole bunch of people in the middle of their training camp.

Dongfang Sansan’s expression was heavy as he said: "There’s a piece of news."

He turned his head and glanced around: "Where are Yu Haoran and the other family juniors?"

"I’ll go get them!"

In just a flash of Kung Fu, the people arrived.

"Ninth Brother, you called me." Yu Haoran was very honored.

Ninth Brother called me specifically!

Do any of you have this kind of honor?