"Zheng—"
The sharp piano music instantly shattered the harmonious atmosphere that had just been there.
"hiss--"
Liu Zhilin couldn't stand such noise the most. He frowned slightly and snapped his fan back.
It's hard to believe that such a noisy sound came from the hands of my aunt, who was always so proud and aloof.
What happened?
He looked at the pavilion with some concern.
The wind on the lake suddenly disappeared, and the undulating gauze curtain fell to the ground again, completely obscuring the people inside the pavilion.
Song Chenye stared at that direction without saying a word, but her vigilance suddenly increased.
Because he could sense that the people in the pavilion were staring at him through the gauze curtain.
"Liu Zhilin, is this your friend?"
A clear, cool female voice rang out from behind the gauze curtain.
"Yes, his name is Zhu Feng."
Liu Zhilin said with a smile, while respectfully bowing and saying earnestly, "It's been a long time since I've seen my aunt. I apologize for disturbing you this time."
Song Chenye also cupped his hands in greeting, stood beside Liu Zhilin, and said calmly, "I am Zhufeng, greetings to senior."
As Song Chenye spoke, the person behind the gauze curtain murmured softly, "Chasing the Wind?"
Then she suddenly chuckled softly, her tone melodious and gentle, yet carrying a hint of coolness.
"The fallen leaves drift away with the wind, while the idle clouds share this life."
Upon hearing these words, Song Chenye's eyes suddenly darkened.
"The Xianyun Sword in your hand was once famous throughout the martial arts world, but I never expected that the younger generation of the Song family would be reduced to such a state as a stray dog, not even daring to openly reveal their names to outsiders?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the gauze curtain parted, and a white silk ribbon flew directly toward Song Chenye's face. Having anticipated this, Song Chenye nimbly dodged to the side and raised his sword to block.
Sure enough, when the silk obscuring his vision disappeared from his sight, a beautiful woman with a cool appearance, probably in her thirties, appeared in front of him instantly and raised her hand to chop horizontally at his neck.
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The next second, the other party grabbed the scabbard of Song Chenye's sword and examined it closely: "As expected of the old man's masterpiece, it is already chilling even before it is drawn. The famous Idle Cloud Sword in the martial arts world truly lives up to its name."
Before the woman could finish speaking, she flipped her hand, intending to strike the hilt of the sword to force it out of its sheath. However, Song Chenye steadied the hilt with one hand and grabbed the sheath with the other, twisting his body and sword together to deftly break free from his opponent's grasp and retreating rapidly.
Before he could even stand firmly on his feet, the silk ribbon had already wrapped around Song Chenye's feet, pulling him directly in front of the woman.
"aunt!"
Liu Zhilin didn't know why the two suddenly started fighting, but seeing the other party constantly wrapping Song Chenye's limbs with white silk, he couldn't help but remind him: "Zhu Feng is my friend, please show mercy!"
"Ha, do you even know he's a member of the Song family!"
The woman, who had previously maintained a dignified demeanor, now revealed a hint of resentment: "I have nothing to say to that bitch Li Rui's son—"
The moment she uttered those words, the Xianyun Sword was instantly drawn. The person who had initially only been pulling and hadn't actually drawn the sword had swiftly severed all her white silk ribbons. The next instant, the figure was right in front of the woman—
The beautiful woman's expression froze. She continued to wave the silk in her hand, quickly wrapping it around Song Chenye's right arm and the Xianyun sword in his hand, trying to slow him down. However, she did not expect that he had only been testing her and had not used his full strength. Now, he was going all out. With a few nimble twists of his wrist, the sword cut off all the silk she had wrapped around him.
"Wind Chaser! Let's talk this out!"
Seeing the sword directly approaching the beautiful woman's face, Liu Zhilin finally couldn't sit still any longer.
He knew his aunt's strength, but he knew even more about Song Chenye's. If he didn't stop this sword thrust, blood would surely be spilled.
"Zheng—"
Sure enough, the next moment, Liu Zhilin used the fan ribs in his hand to block Song Chenye's sword.
Song Chenye paused, glanced at Liu Zhilin, and then lightly leaped backward to the middle of the bridge.
"No wonder he's her son—"
The beautiful woman coldly scrutinized Song Chenye, her eyes showing no joy at surviving a calamity, only hatred at seeing her enemy.
She shoved Liu Zhilin, showing no gratitude for his earlier rescue, and said, "Take him and get out of here. I don't want to see that familiar face here."
Liu Zhilin hadn't expected his aunt to react this way, and his expression was somewhat embarrassed, but he still said tactfully, "Does Aunt know Zhu Feng's elders? There might be some misunderstanding here. Let's talk it out calmly."
"Huh? Hehe—"
The beautiful woman laughed.
"You want my help? You've come to the wrong person. I'm overjoyed about what happened back then, why would I tell you?"
Liu Zhilin looked at Song Chenye.
Song Chenye stared at the beautiful woman, his expression indifferent, showing neither anger nor resentment. He simply stared intently at the woman before him, finally revealing a subtle hint of mockery: "I know you. My father mentioned you before he died—"
Before he could finish speaking, the beautiful woman let out a shrill cry: "What did you say? Impossible! That person couldn't have mentioned me! Impossible!"
The next moment, countless ribbons flew out from both sides of the bridge, shooting towards Song Chenye as if to engulf him completely.
Song Chenye merely curled the corners of her lips, the sword in her hand gleaming with a chilling light.
...
This scene mainly revolves around the grudges and emotional entanglements of Song Chenye's parents' generation.
It's roughly a complicated story like she loves him, he loves her, and she loves him too.
Song Chenye was unsure whether the massacre of his family back then was related to this complicated emotional entanglement, so he could only investigate step by step, looking for each person one by one, and then eliminating the suspects of his enemies... And it was obvious that Liu Zhilin's "aunt" was the person who loved his father but could not have him back then.
After coming off the set, Xiao He went to the lounge to prepare to spray wound medicine.
Although Xiao He was already considered agile and light-footed, he was still far from being able to take off with his light-footed skills. After filming the entire fight scene, Xiao He had bruises all over his body.
These injuries don't look too painful now, but they'll really hurt after you take a nap.
Xiao He was in the break room with his assistant, Xiao Chen. He didn't stand on ceremony and took off his clothes, then put on his shorts and asked Xiao Chen to spray ointment on his wounds.
The icy spray made Xiao He gasp.
Xiao Chen didn't dare to delay and finished treating Xiao He in one go. Then, she skillfully found a hair dryer and used it to dry and heat Xiao He.
The hairdryer was quite loud, and neither of the two people inside heard the knocking. It wasn't until Lao Qi pushed the door open that they realized the police were looking for Xiao He outside the film set.
"Looking for me?"
Xiao He was momentarily bewildered.
Behind Lao Qi were the familiar Officer Zhang and Officer Li, as well as several unfamiliar officers whose attire seemed different from Officer Zhang's.
"What's going on now?"
Xiao He gestured for Xiao Chen to turn off the hair dryer, then put on a short-sleeved shirt and let the officers in to chat.
"That's right, we've come to return your things."
Officer Zhang gestured to Officer Li to place Xiao He's previously hacked phone on the table.
"Thank you. You could have just let us know; there was no need to bring it in person."
Xiao He was somewhat surprised.
"It's alright, we'll just take this opportunity to find out about other things."
Officer Zhang said with a smile.
"You just finished filming?"
