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HPC, DongBin, Ysabel, spy, Sky, Anh, you are welcome. Xiaohu, you must be in Asia. That reminds me: I am traveling to South East Asia next week, for a couple of weeks. Since I do not trust public internet, I might not be able to post translations, so updates will be splotchy, if any ... But don't worry, regular update will resume last week of August/early September. Xu Xiong, maybe not.

Xu Ziling added with determination in his voice, "Just before her death, Niang urged us to train martial art well, so that we can take revenge for her.”

Song Shidao was silent for half a day. Finally he said dejectedly, "Very well! Based on your skill, with which you were able to kill Ren Shaoming, dealing with Yuwen Huaji shouldn't be any problem.”

And then his eyes lit up with strange gleam. "Quickly tell me where your Niang's grave is!” he urged.

Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling exchanged glances. And then, making up their mind, they stood up and whispered the location of the little valley in Song Shidao's ear.

Finished listening, Song Shidao poured the wine in his cup into his mouth, laughed aloud, and cheerfully returned to his seat.

Dumbstruck, the three could only look at him in consternation.

Song Shidao acted as if Fu Junchuo basically had not died; moreover, she had married him and become his wife. He spoke lightly, "After our business here is done tonight, I am going there to accompany Junchuo.”

And then, turning to Ba Fenghan, he laughed pleasantly and said, "And could this gentleman be Ba Xiong? Based on what the Tujue people told me, you look like their description: strange and grand, imposing and heroic.”

Ba Fenghan was focusing his attention on the situation outside, people were going back and forth; hearing the question, he composed himself and replied indifferently, "Ol' Ba also often feels that the Heaven did not treat me meagerly, because of my oath ‘life without surrender' I am always able to pay back.”

‘Bang!'

Song Shidao had returned to his usual poise; he slapped the table and praised, "Life without surrender, well said! Xiao Zhong, pour the wine, let me offer Ba Xiongdi a toast.”

Kou Zhong quickly assumed his modest, honest and loyal demeanor, and poured wine for the two men. He tried hard to dilute the sad and difficult-to-comfort atmosphere a moment ago.

After staring silently at Song Shidao for half a day, Ba Fenghan laughed aloud and said, "I, Ba Fenghan, have always look down on respectable school and big clan's people, believing firmly that all rich and powerful families are wastrels. But seeing Er Gongzi can have a passion as deep as the ocean for a woman that you only met once, and will never change as long as you live, thinking about my own painstaking pursuit of the way of the martial art, I can only have one word to describe my feeling toward Er Gongzi: admiration. This toast, I will make an exception, I am going to drink.”

Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling stared blankly at Ba Fenghan; it has been a long time since they saw his overbearing and flaunting-his-ability demeanor like this. A strange feeling rose up in their hearts.

Song Shidao was slightly startled, but then he laughed involuntarily and said, "Since the Heaven has not treated you meagerly, why should Ba Xiongdi be hostile at others who enjoy the same luck? This is actually the problem of ‘the heart'. Take me for example, as soon as I know where Junchuo is, I immediately feel that she is alive again in my heart; there is no more regret in my life. Come! Bottoms up!”

‘Ding!'

The wine cups clinked against each other. Both men drained the cup in one gulp.

A trace of blush flitted across Ba Fenghan's snow-white-like-jade perfect face, which quickly vanished. His pair of tiger-eyes flashed brightly. After wiping the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, he coldly said, "Just consider this cup is to toast me on my challenge to Qu Ao.”

"What?” Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling blurted together.

Ba Fenghan's pair of eyes flashed even brighter, filled with strong fighting spirit and confidence. Throwing his head back, he laughed aloud and said, "That day Qu Ao failed to kill me, it was the greatest mistake of his life. Because I have already figured out the cards in his hand; therefore, how could I miss this kind of golden opportunity?”

Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling were shocked; both thought that this was desperately serious.

Although Ba Fenghan was a rare genius of martial art, but with his limited experience, maturity, and power, he was still a distance away from Qu Ao, whose fame has spread outside the country for several decades.

After being kicked by Kou Zhong under the table, Xu Ziling hastily made a suggestion, "If Ba Xiong made your move, whether you win or you lose, tonight we can forget about getting Shangguan Long, that kid!”

Taken aback, Song Shidao said, "What gratitude and grudges does Luoyang Bang's Shangguan Long have against you?”

Smiling wryly, Kou Zhong replied, "Is it not because of Niang's meizi [younger sister] Yu Yi? Only by capturing Shangguan Long and beating him up will we be able to save her.”

Greatly shaken, Song Shidao said, "Junchuo has a meizi?”

Kou Zhong's heart was moved; leaning closer, while radiant with delight, he said, "She looks a lot like Niang! Not in form, but in spirit. When Er Gongzi sees her, you will know what I mean.”

Frowning, Song Shidao said, "Why do you keep calling me Er Gongzi this and Er Gongzi that?”

Kou Zhong's smile turned even more bitter; awkward, but honestly, he replied, "Are you saying that I ought to call you Song Shushu [uncle]? Then how am I supposed to call your San Mei?”

In that instant, the room fell silent, as if the time froze over. And then these several men roared in laughter at the same time, laughing so hard that tears fell from their eyes and they had to hold their belly with both hands.

Getting hold of himself, Kou Zhong reached out to pat Ba Fenghan's wide shoulder and leaned closer to say, "Ol' Ba, you have to be good and help us saving Yu Yi.”

Ba Fenghan sighed and said, "Whenever I make up my mind, I have never looked back. Under tonight's circumstances, it is still possible to kill Shangguan Long, but there is no way we can capture him alive.”

Smiling, Song Shidao said, "If you have my help, the situation will be completely different; am I right?”

The three were dumbstruck, but then they nodded their head simultaneously.

Based on the Song Clan's reputation and prestige, dealing with Shangguan Long was not out of the question.

If they could outsmart him by using strategy, naturally it would be much better than by using brute force.

‘Knock! Knock! Knock!' Someone was knocking on their door.

A sweet-sounding male voice rang out, "Zaixia Qin Chuan; I wonder if Song Shidao Xiong is here?

Xu Ziling, Ba Fenghan and Kou Zhong looked at each other in shock.

Wasn't Qin Chuan Shi Feixuan?

No wonder she was right outside the door but nobody detected her presence.

Surprised and unsure of what to do, Song Shidao replied, "The door is not bolted, Qin Xiong, please come in!”

Outside the door, Qin Chuan replied, "Xiaodi has a few questions; speaking over the door like this would be more convenient.”

Frowning, Song Shidao said, "Is it possible for Qin Xiong to introduce yourself? Otherwise please forgive Ol' Song for refusing to answer questions over the door.”

Remaining tranquil and calm, Qin Chuan said, "People say that from the Song Clan, Song Shidao is the most outstanding hero with great aspirations. If you adhere rigidly to your status and refuse to talk over the door, Ol' Qin has no choice but to admit failure and walk away to avoid any problem.”

Song Shidao laughed aloud and said, "Well said! Your argument against the ‘refusing to talk over the door' certainly is reasonable. Speak up then!”

Xu Ziling, three persons, understood immediately. Shi Feixuan was playing her trick in selecting the future emperor.

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