Chapter 558: Chapter 257: What If They Really Find Something?
It was because Hee Wenjie, after secretly investigating through the Martial Arts Associationâs intelligence network, subtly learned that his familyâs tragic death was related to the Rain Master, and also to Ghost Sword Sorrow Duann Ming.
Bai Yuanhu showed a troubled expression upon hearing this: "Wenjie, if it were before, I would definitely support you in investigating thoroughly. No matter what, your father, Hee Zhongyang, was also a member of our Linjiang Martial Arts Association. We canât just let his death remain unclear."
At this point, Bai Yuanhu shifted his tone: "But you know that the situation has changed now. The War Emperor has returned, and the Heart Evil Stream is no longer what it used to be. We canât afford to provoke them. Listen to uncleâs advice, donât investigate anymore. What if you really uncover something? If anything were to happen to you, the Hee Family might truly have no descendants left."
"..."
Hee Wenjie was very unwilling: "Is the blood feud of my father, my brother, and my second uncleâs family just supposed to end like this?"
"Wenjie, you need to consider the bigger picture."
"..."
Bai Yuanhuâs tone was gentle, but Hee Wenjie could tell that the Hee familyâs massacre was basically the end of it.
The current Heart Evil Stream is a powerful force that the Dongji Kingdom must win over. Itâs impossible to disrupt the cooperation between the two sides for Hee Wenjieâs personal vendetta.
Bai Yuanhu then comforted: "Think positively, life must go on. Now I have good news to tell you. Regarding your transfer order, it has arrived. The higher-ups appreciate you very much and plan to transfer you to the Imperial Capital for duty as a Vice Captain. Work hard, and maybe in the future, youâll be able to become a prominent official."
The path to promotion within the Dongji Kingdomâs Martial Arts Association is always like this. Presidents and vice presidents of the various regional association branches must undergo training and assessment at the Imperial Capital before assuming office.
"I understand."
Hee Wenjie showed no expression, with no trace of joy or happiness visible in him.
Upon leaving, he clenched his fists full of hatred, his sharp nails piercing his palm, yet he was completely unaware despite the flesh and blood.
Unable to avenge his closest kin, and not even knowing who the true culprit is, unwillingness and resentment filled his soul, even his Martial Arts Will began to be overshadowed.
"Why should I consider the bigger picture!"
Hee Wenjie let out a fierce roar in his heart, but then he became disheartened: "But what can I do? An arm canât wrestle with a thigh, not to mention compared to the Heart Evil Stream, I might not even measure up to a strand of leg hair..."
Returning home, looking at the once lively villa now cold and deserted, Hee Wenjieâs heart twisted like a knife. He remembered how every Mid-Autumn Festival, his father Hee Zhongyang would take him, his brother, and his second uncleâs family to the backyard to admire the moon together, envisioning a bright future.
But this year, he could only spend it alone.
Just as Hee Wenjie was lost in the sadness and unable to extricate himself, a strange voice echoed in his mind: "Do you want revenge?"
"I do."
Hee Wenjie instinctively responded, then suddenly trembled with shock, jumping to his feet: "Who is it!"
His expression was flustered, looking around to find the presence of the speaker, but the villa remained occupied by only him.
No matter how he sensed his surroundings, he couldnât detect any signs.
"No need to search, I reside deep within your soul."
"Who are you?"
"I am the only one who can help you take revenge."
"..."
"Why, donât you believe me?"
"Why should I believe you?"
Hee Wenjie looked on guard, knowing full well that the voice must come from someone of extraordinary cultivation, perhaps communicating via Divine Thought from thousands of miles away.
And he himself wasnât even a Martial Arts Master, yet the voice claimed to help him seek revenge, evidently without good intentions.
"Believe it or not, itâs up to you; itâs not me who seeks revenge anyway."
The other party was equally confident, with an air of "I have you completely under my control."
Ultimately, it was Hee Wenjie who couldnât hold back and chose to compromise.
At least, he wanted to first hear what kind of offer the speaker might propose.
"How do you plan to help me seek revenge?"
"As a gesture of sincerity, I can first tell you a piece of news about the true identity of the person who killed your father and brother."
"Who is it!"
Hee Wenjie instantly became anxious, having investigated for so long yet never unraveling the truth nor identifying the real culprit. He was therefore filled with desire for this crucial intelligence.
"I donât know his name."
"Are you messing with me?"
Hee Wenjie was deeply alarmed.
"Hehe, donât be so impatient, I just canât deduce his name and identity, but I can deduce that he shares a deep-seated grudge with your family. Moreover, this grudge wasnât directly tied to you and him, but stems from your fatherâs enmity with his father, a vendetta of no-rest till death."
Upon hearing the mysterious personâs description, Hee Wenjie immediately widened his eyes, and the most fitting candidate surfaced in his mind: "Ye Qingzhou!?"
The matter of Hee Zhongyang secretly harming Ye Xiangyang is not much of a secret within the Martial Arts Association, it was just that the Gu Family helped conceal it at the time, allowing deceit without repercussions.
Now that the Star City Gu Clan has withered, the conflict between Hee Zhongyang and Ye Xiangyang naturally became well-known.
Indeed, within the Martial Arts Association, there were people long wishing to exploit this matter to curry favor with Ye Qingzhou.
If not for Hee Wenjie obscuring his identity and going undercover, he might have already lost his life, without even needing Ye Qingzhouâs command.
"Oh, so that person is named Ye Qingzhou?"
The mysterious person let out a sinister laugh: "It seems his identity is extremely significant, prompting the Cyan Emperor Lineage to shelter him from Celestial Secret and fate, making him challenging even for me to perceive."