Suddenly, Xia Xianning heard Zhu Caiwei softly say, “Don’t worry, I will handle this matter. Look, someone is coming.”
Xia Xianning’s sixth sense detected danger. He drew his sword and struck forward, hearing a crisp “ding” as it collided with an incoming long blade.
Xia Xianning’s sword not only split the blade in two but, with undiminished momentum, cut through Ge Panming’s image. Ge Panming let out a cold laugh, bitterly saying, “Xia Xianning” before disappearing, leaving Zhu Caiwei alone.
Xia Xianning knew he had been discovered and simply walked out openly.
When Zhu Caiwei saw him, she stepped back two paces, then stood still, calmly saying, “Junior Brother Xia, long time no see, how are you?”
In fact, Xia Xianning had been following her lightly, and before Ge Panming appeared, Zhu Caiwei had not noticed his presence.
But as Ge Panming said, her actions themselves were risky. Zhu Caiwei had prepared for both possibilities of Xia Xianning following or not following her.
Even with a backup plan, facing Xia Xianning, Zhu Caiwei could feel her heart racing.
She was indeed guilty, forcing a smile as she greeted him.
Before the last “how are you” could fully leave her lips, a sword flash appeared before her, thrusting at her chest!
Zhu Caiwei was shocked, instantly feeling the fierce wind and murderous intent!
Chapter 153: Zhu Caiwei Exposed
This strike was extremely sharp and happened in an instant. In her panic, Zhu Caiwei rolled backward, barely escaping, but she could feel a cool sensation on her chest – she had been cut with a shallow wound.
In that moment of life and death, the fear of death sharply impacted her heart. Zhu Caiwei could barely feel pain, her mind going blank.
Xia Xianning was actually attacking her directly without a word?
Zhu Caiwei was unwilling to sit and wait for death. She pulled out a magical whip. Before even rising from the ground, the whip was already sweeping towards Xia Xianning’s ankle.
Fighting for her life, Zhu Caiwei’s strike was full of desperate power. The whip’s tip seemed to create a small storm, leaves flying, a fierce wind rushing towards Xia Xianning’s face.
Xia Xianning responded with another sword strike. There was a loud boom, and the storm suddenly died down. A bright sword line flashed and then dimmed, with its tip already pressed against Zhu Caiwei’s neck.
Although he still needed to ask Zhu Caiwei about Ge Panming’s whereabouts, Xia Xianning’s strike was still restrained. However, the sword’s energy directly hit Zhu Caiwei’s chest, causing her to spit out blood.
Zhu Caiwei’s face was covered with blood and mud, her neck held by the sword. She was first panicked but quickly realized that before finding out Ge Panming’s location, Xia Xianning would not truly kill her. Zhu Caiwei calmed herself. At this moment, both she and Xia Xianning could hear increasingly closer footsteps and noisy commotion in the distance, which made her more at ease. She said, “I didn’t expect you to actually hit a woman.”
Xia Xianning paid no attention to her various attitudes, quickly glancing in the direction of the approaching people with understanding in his eyes, and replied: “Gender equality.”
Those people gradually approached, not Zhu Caiwei’s helpers, but just ordinary Chiqiong tribe members.
Xia Xianning thought for a moment and added another sentence: “Whoever is cheap gets beaten.”
What made her even more uneasy was that these Chiqiong tribe members were clearly arranged by her to trip up Xia Xianning, but when he saw them, Xia Xianning didn’t seem panicked at all. His sword was even steadily held against Zhu Caiwei’s neck.
The Chiqiong tribe members ran over together, including many familiar faces who had dinner with Xia Xianning the night before. Leading the group, Zhao Bo looked surprised and couldn’t help but ask: “Mr. Xia, what are you… doing?”
He was older and could see through many things, having long felt that Zhu Caiwei had evil intentions. Unfortunately, the tribal leader had always protected her, so Zhao Bo couldn’t say much. So now seeing Xia Xianning’s actions, his surprise was more than displeasure.
But there were also many loyal supporters of Zhu Caiwei in the Chiqiong tribe. Someone shouted: “What are you doing! Is the human race trying to provoke us? Or do you think you alone can fight our entire Chiqiong tribe!”
Xia Xianning did not answer these questions, instead asking calmly: “Why have you all come here?”
Only then did others remember their purpose for coming. Some wanted to yell at Xia Xianning but were stopped by Zhao Bo.
Zhao Bo said: “Our tribal leader called everyone to a meeting tonight, but when we went to the tribal leader’s home, we found no one…”
Sang Dadan had sent someone to notify various household representatives around nine in the evening, asking them to meet at the tribal leader’s home at two in the morning. Everyone arrived at the tribal leader’s house on time.
But when they arrived, they discovered not only the tribal leader and his wife were absent, but even Sang Dadan’s two children had disappeared. These people felt something was wrong and after asking around, finally heard some clues from neighbors.
According to the neighbors, around midnight, they heard something breaking outside. Worried about a potential thief, they quietly looked out the window and saw the tribal leader’s wife standing in the courtyard.
They went out to ask Zhu Caiwei what happened and if she needed help. Zhu Caiwei said the tribal leader had gone out around ten, saying he would return soon, but there had been no news until now. She was going out to look for him.
The Chiqiong tribe members followed this explanation and searched for Zhu Caiwei. They had no dogs, but had an animal called “Ya Yan” with a very keen sense of smell.
Zhu Caiwei liked makeup and always carried a special fragrance, so they easily tracked her down, just in time to see Xia Xianning holding a sword to her neck.
Xia Xianning looked at Zhu Caiwei. His senior sister indeed had many tricks – he hadn’t said a word, yet she had successfully led the tribe members here.
But now Xia Xianning had not only come but was also seen by these people confronting Zhu Caiwei. He could almost predict that Zhu Caiwei wanted to pin a charge of murdering the tribal leader on him – the imposter Sang Dadan was likely already dead, and as for the real one in the cave…
Hmph.
Zhao Bo spoke while observing Xia Xianning’s expression. He didn’t care about the past grudges between Zhu Caiwei and Xia Xianning, but he couldn’t ignore the tribal leader’s life or death. After all, in most Chiqiong tribe members’ eyes, Sang Dadan was extremely good to Zhu Caiwei, almost to the point of being completely obedient, and might even conflict with Xia Xianning for her sake.
After explaining the entire situation, Zhao Bo added: “So we came this time actually to find the tribal leader. I wonder if you’ve seen…
Before he could finish, Zhu Caiwei suddenly screamed: “The tribal leader has been killed by him!”
With this statement, people around were shocked. Those tribe members who believed in Zhu Caiwei rushed towards Xia Xianning, cursing: “You bastard, how dare you kill our tribal leader! I’ll fight you!”
A faint cold smile appeared on Xia Xianning’s lips. He withdrew his sword, easily releasing Zhu Caiwei, and then swept his sword, throwing several charging tribe members to the ground.
Xia Xianning didn’t strike hard – those people weren’t injured but were thrown to the ground, dusty and embarrassed, momentarily not daring to continue cursing.
Xia Xianning said: “Where’s the evidence?”
Someone coldly said: “What evidence do we need? Everyone here isn’t blind. We saw you holding a sword to our tribal leader’s wife’s neck. If you didn’t kill him, where did he go?”
