Chapter 105: The Apricot Grove

Jiangnan, outside the apricot grove.

Hua Wujue concealed himself within the forest, observing the fierce battle unfolding in the clearing. The two retainers of the Murong residence and the members of the Beggar’s Sect each employed their unique techniques, making for a truly spectacular fight.

Yet, what captivated Hua Wujue’s attention most was not the combat itself, but a woman of extraordinary beauty standing at the edge of the scene. At critical moments, she could accurately identify the moves used by the Beggar’s Sect and point out their vulnerabilities.

Thanks to her insights, Bao Butong and Feng Bo’e were able to counter the Beggar’s Sect’s attacks effectively. Unfortunately, the distance was too great to discern the depth of this woman’s martial skill, though it was clear she was a masterful figure.

Even if someone were to tell Hua Wujue that she was a grandmaster of martial arts, he would not be surprised.

What he did not know was that this woman possessed no martial arts skill at all; she was Wang Yuyan.

The subsequent developments in the forest closely matched Zhu Yu’s account, which left Hua Wujue puzzled. What was wrong with the Khitans? Qiao Feng had grown up in Han territory and was Han through and through.

Was the Beggar’s Sect planning to rebel just because of this? It was important to remember that within the Beggar’s Sect, Qiao Feng was the only figure of true standing.

Frankly speaking, without Qiao Feng, the Beggar’s Sect would immediately lose its status as a top-tier sect, barely maintaining even second-tier standing.

As the matter neared its conclusion and the moment was right, Hua Wujue no longer concealed himself. Employing his lightness skill, he swiftly appeared in the clearing.

Everyone present was startled by Hua Wujue’s sudden arrival. Quan Guanqing called out sharply, “Who are you, daring to cause trouble at the Beggar’s Sect gathering? Are you courting death?”

Hua Wujue did not even glance at him, ignoring Quan Guanqing completely. Instead, he looked up at the bloodied Qiao Feng on the platform and said, “Brother Qiao, I heard you are no longer the chief of the Beggar’s Sect?”

Qiao Feng was taken aback by the question, as the event had just occurred. Realizing that Hua Wujue had been observing from the side, Qiao Feng smiled and replied, “Brother Hua, you’ve come to watch the joke, haven’t you? Indeed, I am no longer the chief of the Beggar’s Sect.”

Hearing Qiao Feng’s admission, Hua Wujue nodded slightly and said, “That is all to the good.”

“This? What do you mean by that?” Qiao Feng asked, puzzled.

Without answering, Hua Wujue threw a token forward and said, “He wants to see you.”

Though Qiao Feng was heavily wounded, with scars and gashes from three slashes, he still caught the token. On its back was a vivid engraving of a five-clawed golden dragon, a mark that needed no further inspection on the front.

In the territory of the Jing Kingdom, only one dared to carve a five-clawed golden dragon.

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