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Jian Chen frowned, about to say something more, but was stopped by Wuming.
then.
The nameless man walked towards the wooden box containing the condition slips of paper, took a deep breath, and reached inside.
To tell the truth.
With his strength and mentality reaching the level of Wuming, there is very little that can make him uneasy, but Chen Yan's condition wooden box is definitely an exception.
Because there is too much uncertainty involved, it's better to draw simple conditions.
If you draw conditions that are extremely frustrating, even the most calm and composed mind will find it difficult to remain calm and collected...
"I wonder what Wuming will draw..."
Many people looked excited and awaited the results.
But the result of the anonymous draw greatly disappointed them.
Because the nameless person drew a blank slip of paper.
"Why am I not as lucky as him..."
Both Xiong Ba and Yao Yue sighed inwardly, realizing that Wuming was far luckier than they were.
Wanwan, Wuqing, and even Shi Feixuan all wore expressions of regret.
Wuming breathed a long sigh of relief, secretly thinking how lucky he was.
He took out a silver ingot and placed it on the table in front of Chen Yan, then clasped his hands in a fist and said, "Master Chen, I have fulfilled two conditions. May I ask my questions now?"
"Naturally."
Chen Yan nodded.
Everyone around was curious.
It remains to be seen what will be the key to bringing the legendary martial arts figure, Wuming, back to the world of martial arts.
The nameless man remained silent for a long time.
His eyes flashed with reminiscence and sorrow, which finally turned into a long sigh as he softly asked, "I would like to ask, why was my wife, Jieyu, murdered back then?"
After asking this question.
Wuming closed his eyes in pain; he and his wife, Jieyu, had a very good relationship.
The reason he faked his death was because Jieyu's death made him disheartened and weary of the martial arts world.
these years.
He never gave up on finding the real culprit who killed his wife, but to no avail.
So after hearing the rumors that Chen Yan knew everything, he brought his apprentice Jian Chen with him.
Those around him understood immediately upon hearing his question.
So this is the question Wuming wanted to ask.
Also.
Having reached the level of Wuming, one no longer values fame or fortune, nor gains or losses; very few things can concern one.
Perhaps nothing other than the death of his beloved wife could have broken his secluded life and made him return to the world of martial arts...
"It seems that Wuming's love for his wife was deep and true. Although his wife Jieyu is dead, the fact that a martial arts legend like Wuming could remember her for so many years shows that he has lived a worthwhile life..."
Among the crowd, many women were sighing with melancholy.
Wang Yuyan, Yaoyue, Lianxing, and other women couldn't help but look at Chen Yan, their eyes sparkling with tenderness.
Chen Yan looked at Wuming, who was lost in grief over his deceased wife, and said something that left everyone speechless.
"Your wife Jieyu's death is at least half your fault."
Is half of Jieyu's death my fault?!
The nameless man was utterly astonished.
The people around stared wide-eyed, shocked and puzzled.
Wuming clearly doted on Jieyu, so how could he possibly kill her?
"Shopkeeper, are you sure you're not mistaken?"
Even Wanwan was a little confused and couldn't help but ask Chen Yan.
Chen Yan smiled and explained, "When you joined the Sword Sect, you had a senior brother named Po Jun who was lecherous, cunning, and vindictive. You had many conflicts with him, and you were like oil and water, with deep-seated contradictions."
Although Wuming defeated Pojun multiple times, out of consideration for their shared sect, he always chose to let Pojun go in the end.
This is why you bear half the responsibility for Jieyu's murder.
Hear this.
Wuming felt a jolt in his heart, and suddenly, it seemed as if he understood something.
Even he, who was usually calm and composed, couldn't help but change his expression drastically and exclaimed, "Master Chen, do you mean that the person who killed Jieyu was... my senior brother Pojun!"
"And the reason Po Jun killed Jie Yu was because he hated me?!"
"Yes."
Chen Yan nodded: "You have ruined Po Jun's plans many times. He hates you to the bone and wishes he could skin you alive and tear your bones out, but he is no match for you."
So they set their sights on your wife, Jieyu, for revenge.
If it weren't for the deep grudge he had against you, Po Jun wouldn't have poisoned Jie Yu.
If it weren't for your excessive mercy in letting Po Jun go multiple times, Po Jun wouldn't have had the chance to kill Jie Yu.
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You know perfectly well that Po Jun is a vengeful person, and keeping him around would be a huge threat to yourself and those around you, yet you have let him go time and time again.
Therefore, in my opinion, Jieyu's death is partly due to her enemy, Pojun.
Your partner should blame you, their family member…
Upon hearing Chen Yan's words, Wuming trembled, his face contorted in pain, but he did not utter a single word of rebuttal.
His heart was filled with self-blame, pain, regret and guilt. His face turned pale and his body swayed. He collapsed and provided 4,000 collapse points.
The people around looked at each other, their eyes revealing a look of understanding.
After hearing what Chen Yan said, it's true.
The death of the unnamed wife, Jieyu
Half the blame lies with Po Jun.
Half of the blame lies with the nameless one...
Knowing that keeping Po Jun alive would be a disaster, yet not killing him, may seem merciful, but it actually demonstrates extreme irresponsibility towards one's closest relatives and friends.
When you're going to cut the weeds, you must pull them out by the roots!
This statement may be a bit cold-blooded, but it is absolutely a profound truth.
This is especially true for cold-blooded characters like Po Jun, who hold grudges but not gratitude.
....... ..... .......
"Master, are you... are you alright?"
Seeing Wuming's pained and sorrowful appearance, Jian Chen took two steps forward and supported Wuming's swaying body, filled with worry.
Then he glanced at Chen Yan in the fortune-telling shop and gritted his teeth, saying, "Master, I think that the death of Master Jieyu can only be blamed on Po Jun's cruelty and cold-bloodedness. It has nothing to do with you. Don't listen to the far-fetched words of some people. You must not feel any self-blame."
The nameless man's eyes were now filled with tears as he slowly shook his head: "No, Master Chen is right. I should bear half the responsibility for Jieyu's death."
I knew then that given Po Jun's hatred for me and his vengeful nature, if he couldn't get revenge on me, he would definitely target the people around me.
But, but I was too soft-hearted at the time and let him go.
This led to the tragedy of Jieyu being poisoned to death.
"Master..."
Jian Chen gritted his teeth, about to say something more, but Wuming slapped his hand and shook his head, saying, "Don't mention your master's wife's matter again. I have my own plans."
Master Chen possesses incredible supernatural powers.
Since we've come all this way, why don't you take the opportunity to ask him for advice about your future? That way, your trip won't be in vain.
Jian Chen nodded.
He was proud and confident.
He was the only disciple of the martial arts legend Wuming, possessing exceptional talent and comprehension. He had also received the true teachings of his master, Wuming, and was entrusted with the Hero Sword.
If one can effortlessly rise to the top ranks of the younger generation, their future prospects are undoubtedly bright and promising.
It's not just Jianchen who is confident about the future.
Wuming was also very optimistic about Jianchen's future. With his natural talent and Wuming's careful guidance, it would be difficult for Jianchen not to stand out in the future...
"I hope his future will be like the meaning behind the name I gave him, that his swordsmanship will be like the morning sun, bright but not fierce, gentle but not weak."
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