But two days passed, there was still no news about Yun Sen and his wife and son.
Because Yun Sen had disappeared, the imperial court reclaimed most of his industries. So far, people involved in the destruction of the Xiao family were weeded out.
Xiao Naihe seemed to expect that the three persons would appear here.
Yun Sen, Mrs. Yun and Yun Liangtu were riding on three horses respectively. All of a sudden, Yun Sen stared at Xiao Naihe, took a deep breath and called out in a broken voice, "Xiao Naihe, finally I catch up with you!"
Yun Sen's roar reverberated in the valley, almost perforating Xiao Naihe's eardrum.
The old coachman was not a martial artist, but he had traveled across the Wanqing small world for decades, and his experience and knowledge was much better than that of some ordinary martial artist, thus he could see that the three persons came to Xiao Naihe with an evil purpose.
"What should we do now, sir?" The cold coachman asked with concern. He thought this young man was nice, and didn't put on airs like other rich and noble descendants, so he did not want any bad thing happened to Xiao Naihe.
"Old coachman, please pull back the coach thirty meters away and give me thirty minutes." Xiao Naihe whispered.
The old coachman was not so stupid to suggest Xiao Naihe to shake hands and make it up with the three persons. In this case, they would inevitably fight.
Yun Sen trotted their horses towards Xiao Naihe with his wife and his son close behind. At this point, Yun Sen thought that as time went by, he could gradually bring more pressure to bear on Xiao Naihe who would collapse in the end.
Yun Sen planned to make a psychological attack. When Xiao Naihe was still in the Yellow Spirit, he had schemed against Yun Sen who now thought that this young man was more difficult to deal with than before.
Therefore, Yun Sen must deal a crushing blow to Xiao Naihe.
"Xiao Naihe, you see, you are just a weak scholar. I heard that you won the first place in the literary examination at the Family Association Contest. Learning martial arts is not suitable for people like you. Instead, you should concentrate on Confucianism and try to become a civil official. This should be your way forward. " Yun Sen tried to persuade Xiao Naihe with words.
Psychological offense was the best of tactics. Xiao Naihe saw through Yun Sen's scheme immediately. As a son of the royal family in his previous life, he devoted himself to working on literature, deduction, and calculating, and so on, so Yun Sen was not a patch on him.
What's more, Xiao Naihe was a man of intelligence and of firmness of will, so this verbal attack cannot disintegrate Xiao Naihe passionate belief.
There was no connection between Yun Sen and Xiao Naihe except their bet at the hall of the Yun family a long time ago. Now, being hunted by the Yun family, Yun Sen had no energy to care about that bet.
Thus it was definite that Yun Sen wanted to snatch Xiao Naihe's Immortal Bamboo Jade Tablet, the entrance to the martial contest of Mount Rosy Clouds.
Xiao Naihe inferred Yun Sen's intention in a short time. He untied the black jade tablet and twirled it in his hand, asking with a teasing smile, "You want to get it, don't you?"
Greed showed in the face of Yun Sen, his wife and his son, and Xiao Naihe captured their look without saying anything.
Yun Liangtu couldn't hold back his desire, and warned with a ferocious stare, "Xiao Naihe, since you know what we want, if you hand Immortal Bamboo Jade Tablet over, we can spare you, otherwise... "
"Otherwise what? You'll beat me? Have you forgotten how I held you up at the criticizing meeting of the Yun family?" Xiao Naihe sneered.
Yun Liangtu's face reddened with rage. The fact that he was calculated by Xiao Naihe, a weak scholar, caused shame to him.
"Dear son, don't worry. He will be a dead man soon!" Yun Sen's wife uttered with a frosty look.