Martial Arts Escort System: I Got A Maxed Level Divine Technique From The Beginning-Chapter 340 - 181 A Change of Heart_2

The one who killed Yang Yizhi was Liu Yun Scholar. Yang Xiaoyun suddenly lost her father, and under this tremendous blow, what if she thought that they at Haoran Academy had conspired together to harm Yang Yizhi’s life?

Looking back, if she were to kill them in return, to pay homage to Old Yang’s spirit in heaven, how would that be good?

However, now Yang Xiaoyun wouldn’t allow it, and they could understand that.

At this moment, her mind must be extremely confused, and Yang Yizhi’s death had a great deal to do with Haoran Academy.

If they just left like this, it would seem inappropriate.

Having no choice, they could only follow her orders.

"Xiao Mo... follow me..."

Yang Xiaoyun said and pulled Su Mo toward the back courtyard.

Escort Leaders Zhang and Li looked at each other, then arranged for the senior disciples from Haoran Academy to temporarily return to their rooms to rest.

...

...

In the back courtyard, inside the pavilion.

Yang Xiaoyun waved her hand, and all the people around them retreated.

She glanced at Su Mo, who gave a slight nod, then she took a deep breath with some nervousness and asked:

"How was it? Was there any problem with my performance just now?

"Did I give away any flaws?"

"Overall, the emotions were rich, and the lines and expression were also fitting.

"To be able to perform like this on the spot is already very impressive.

"The only thing I need to remind you of is that you were a tiny bit too forceful.

"But overall, it’s not a big problem..."

Su Mo provided a review with the tone of someone who, after watching a TV series in a previous life, starts bashing out opinions with a keyboard.

"..."

Yang Xiaoyun was stunned, her question was just casual, but Su Mo truly took it seriously.

Distracted by Su Mo’s words, Yang Xiaoyun even forgot what emotion she was supposed to convey next, and after a moment of thought, she asked:

"So, what do we do next?"

"Sit down first."

Su Mo asked Yang Xiaoyun to sit, then sat next to her, extending his arm to pull her into his embrace.

Yang Xiaoyun’s face turned red: "Xiao Mo... are you doing this on purpose?"

"Hm?"

Su Mo was taken aback: "Sister Yun, where is this coming from?"

"Nothing..."

After thinking for a while, Yang Xiaoyun shook her head vigorously and tightened her hug around Su Mo:

"As a woman who has just lost her father, I feel like I have no support and can only rely on my fiancé.

"Even if it’s... even if it’s just hugging, it seems to be... there’s no harm in it, right?"

"Correct."

Su Mo nodded repeatedly: "Just express your grief, I’ll take care of everything else."

"... But I can’t entirely be without my own thoughts."

Yang Xiaoyun continued: "However, we can’t really make another trip to Haoran Academy, can we? Wu Daoyou there has a lot of people and power, and probably won’t be back for a while, should we go to greet them?"

"I expect that won’t be necessary; Wu Daoyou said when he left that we should wait here in Luoxia City for a while, but the waiting can’t be without reason, presumably... he will send someone with a message."

Su Mo exhaled softly: "Thus, we can just wait here, but these next few days might be tough for you, Sister Yun."

"No matter, it’s just acting, I’ve already gotten the hang of it."

"This craft is worth delving into; it’s really necessary when traveling in Jianghu."

Su Mo recalled the one in Taohua Forest’s Luohua Pavilion who called himself Mountain Flipping Palm. freeweɓnovel.cøm

He really had no flaws in his words and deeds.

If Su Mo hadn’t already known about him, he could have been easily deceived.

It was exactly because of people like him, coupled with the notes from the predecessors, that Su Mo’s vigilance in Jianghu deepened.

"Mhm..."

Yang Xiaoyun nodded slightly, closed her eyes, and enjoyed the brief moment of tranquility, but after a short while, she couldn’t help but say:

"Xiao Mo... stop playing with my hair."

"Oh."

"And stop playing with my sleeve..."

"Okay."

"... It seems like someone is coming."

"I didn’t hear anything."

"Hm... Xiao Mo..."

"Shh, no talking now."

"Okay... you’re quite fierce."

"??"

After indulging in tenderness for as long as one incense stick could burn, Su Mo finally heard footsteps approaching.

After quietly reminding Yang Xiaoyun, Su Mo looked back.

He saw Escort Leaders Zhang and Li standing outside the pavilion, hands folded in salute, faces full of expressions suggesting they wanted to say something but dared not disturb them rashly.

Su Mo sighed softly, gently patted Yang Xiaoyun:

"Sister Yun, Uncle Zhang and Uncle Li have come."

Yang Xiaoyun finally looked up, her eyes moist as if she had just cried, looked at Escort Leaders Zhang and Li, and said with a salute:

"Uncles... I’ve lost my composure."

"Ah... Young Leader, take heart."

"This matter is sudden, we can all understand the Young Leader’s mood..."

Captain Li paused slightly, then added: "But now, we still need the Young Leader to compose herself, the Chief’s... the Chief’s body, must be brought back."

"Yes."

Yang Xiaoyun’s reaction, as if awakened from a dream, nodded repeatedly: "Uncle Li is right... in that case, prepare for departure, I will embark today towards Haoran Academy, to bring back... to bring back my father..."

She seemed unable to continue, Su Mo gently held her hand and gave it a firm squeeze.

Only then did Yang Xiaoyun seem to find strength, as she took a deep breath and said: "To retrieve my father’s body, I ask all uncles to also accompany me for the journey."