Chapter 1380: Chapter 1381 An Yiqing’s Thoughts (3)
An Zhifeng lowered his head thoughtfully, then suddenly clapped his large hand, "Miss, are you saying that the deaths of the Old Sect Leader’s two sons might have been orchestrated by Long Zaitian, which is why he is wary of Chiang Yu, who was left by the Old Sect Leader?"
An Yiqing nodded appreciatively, "Correct. The one who was kind to Chiang Yu back then was the Old Sect Leader of the Xuanqing Sect. Later, Chiang Yu became the Think Tank of the Xuanqing Sect also in honor of the Old Sect Leader. In essence, Chiang Yu is the Old Sect Leader’s person. Long Zaitian has done so many unscrupulous things, so he naturally rejects Chiang Yu. If Chiang Yu were to detect the clues or find evidence of Long Zaitian’s past deeds, he would be scorned by the entire martial arts society."
An Zhifeng suddenly understood and comprehended everything thoroughly. The reason Long Zaitian could secure help back then must be because he did something underhanded in secret. Chiang Yu is sharp and insightful, maybe he had long suspected the cause of death of the Old Sect Leader’s two sons. Long Zaitian is naturally suspicious, and Chiang Yu’s talents make him regard him as a formidable enemy.
"But miss, if Long Zaitian fears Chiang Yu, why doesn’t he just kill him?" An Zhifeng asked again.
"Do you think those old relics of the Xuanqing Sect would let him?" An Yiqing raised her eyebrows, "As far as I know, there are many elder-level figures in the Xuanqing Sect supporting Chiang Yu. These are people who followed the Old Sect Leader to conquer the world, so naturally, they are biased toward Chiang Yu. This is also why, despite being suppressed by Long Zaitian for so many years, Chiang Yu can still hold a position in the Xuanqing Sect."
An Zhifeng nodded, deeply agreeing, while his admiration for An Yiqing deepened even further. Chiang Yu is called the reincarnated Little Zhuge, so his family’s miss must be the high person who can subdue Little Zhuge.
"Miss, what exactly are you planning? Why did you arrange to meet Chiang Yu another day?"
"Ah Feng, Chiang Yu is quite a talent."
An Yiqing only said this, put down the watering can, and turned to leave, leaving An Zhifeng alone in contemplation.
In the evening, after a busy day, Gu Yelin rushed back from outside in a travel-worn state. As he entered the room, he happened to see An Yiqing walking out of the bathroom just after taking a shower.
"Back?" An Yiqing adjusted her white strap nightdress, gently towel-drying her damp hair with the towel in her hand.
"Mm, back."
Gu Yelin took off his jacket and hung it in the wardrobe, then walked to An Yiqing and gently pulled her small hand, leading her to the dressing table.
An Yiqing allowed Gu Yelin to lead her to the chair and sit down, quietly watching him take out a hairdryer, then gently remove the towel from her head and carefully dry her hair with the warm air.
For a moment, the only sounds filling the bedroom were the noises of the hairdryer, accompanied by a thick sense of warmth.
After a while, the hum of the hairdryer ceased abruptly. Gu Yelin picked up a comb and carefully combed An Yiqing’s long, shiny black hair with an expression as serious as if he were handling a priceless treasure.
"Today, people from the Xuanqing Sect came looking for me," An Yiqing said.
Gu Yelin’s hands did not pause, nor did his gaze falter; he only responded with a light "Mm."
"The ones who came were Chiang Yu and Shao Qiang. They hope I can persuade you to stop," An Yiqing continued.
"What did you say?" Gu Yelin asked in a low voice.
Through the mirror, An Yiqing focused on the man behind her, a tender smile in her eyes, "What could I say? This matter isn’t under my jurisdiction. No matter how great my power, it can’t influence the decisions above."
Gu Yelin’s hands paused, he looked up at the woman in the mirror who was full of enchanting charm, a smile lingering in his deep dark eyes.