Chapter 384: All Die Together

Qin Wangchuan stomped her foot in exasperation, gritting her teeth and saying, "Go quickly! Don't embarrass me!" She couldn't imagine the scene of Jiang Fan calling her "Chuan Chuan" in front of all those old people.

Jiang Fan frowned. "Stop messing around! I'll leave after I get you home. Esteemed elder, please lead the way!" Yu Yingchen was delighted to see Qin Wangchuan's predicament, his eyes narrowing into slits as he laughed. "Alright, alright, come with me, quickly, come with me!"

Qin Wangchuan bit her lip, seething with shame and annoyance. Yet, she didn't want to reveal her identity in front of Jiang Fan at this moment. She could only try to stop him the whole way. However, to Jiang Fan, she was just throwing a childish tantrum, and he paid no attention.

Finally, they arrived at a rather grand mansion. "The Kong Manor." Jiang Fan's eyes widened in surprise; wasn't the Sect Master of the Giant Sect also surnamed Kong? What was Qin Wangchuan's relation to the Kong Manor? Curiosity piqued, he followed Yu Yingchen to the back garden of the manor.

There, he saw several elderly men and women chatting in small groups. Upon seeing Qin Wangchuan arrive, they all stepped forward, ready to bow. Fortunately, Yu Yingchen spoke first, saying, "Wangchuan has come to seek refuge with us, her relatives. Make sure you treat her well from now on."

Relatives? Everyone present was a Grand Elder from various sects. Who among them wasn't exceptionally shrewd? After a brief pause, their gazes flickered between Jiang Fan and Qin Wangchuan, and they mostly understood. So, they all nodded in cooperation.

A few who had good relations with Qin Wangchuan even took the opportunity to tease him. "Young man, don't worry, I'm Wangchuan's great-aunt; I'll take good care of him." "I'm his second great-aunt." "I'm his third great-aunt." Veins pulsed violently on Qin Wangchuan's forehead. It looked like her temper was about to explode.

Jiang Fan felt relieved. So they really were Chuan Chuan's relatives. He cupped his hands and said, "Esteemed elders and matriarchs, I was entrusted by Elder Wen of the Azure Cloud Sect to escort her to you for refuge. She has been safely delivered, and my mission is complete. I hope you will treat her well from now on."

Then, he knelt down, bringing his gaze level with Qin Wangchuan's. He tidied her slightly messy hair, patted her dusty shoulders, and said remorsefully, "Your big brother isn't married yet and has no experience taking care of children, so I made you suffer along the way. Now that you're with your relatives, remember to be well-behaved. Don't talk back to people casually anymore, okay?"

From now on, Chuan Chuan would be living under someone else's roof, just like Jiang Fan once did. The difference was that Jiang Fan still had his father, but Chuan Chuan was truly alone and helpless. And she was so young. It was almost certain she would be bullied or mistreated in the future. Thinking of his own bitter and difficult years, Jiang Fan couldn't bear to just leave her. However, continuously keeping her with him was not realistic.

After some thought, Jiang Fan decisively took out a jade box from his pocket. Inside it was a demon core of a Silver-Winged Thunder Roc. He turned and handed it to Yu Yingchen, saying, "Esteemed elder, this is a Silver-Winged Thunder Roc's demon core. If sold to a martial artist, it's worth a considerable amount."

The group of Grand Elders looked over, all taken aback. "My goodness. Isn't this the Silver-Winged Thunder Roc's demon core that Xu Qingyang has been searching for? This young fellow actually has one?" Yu Yingchen was also full of astonishment. "No, who exactly is this young man? He had initially thought Qin Wangchuan was just playing a prank, finding some handsome scholar with a jade-like complexion. But what handsome scholar could produce such a rare item?"

"You're giving it to me?" Yu Yingchen looked at the jade box offered to him, even more bewildered. Jiang Fan said, "This demon core is compensation for your manor taking care of her. For the sake of this demon core, I hope you will treat her well from now on. Don't hit her, don't scold her, and don't let her go hungry or cold. If you truly don't want to raise her anymore, just send a message back to the Azure Cloud Sect. I will personally come to pick her up."

Perhaps because he had once been caught in the rain, he wanted to hold an umbrella for others. Jiang Fan wanted to take care of Chuan Chuan as much as possible. Listening to his sincere and earnest instructions, the group of Grand Elders, who had initially been enjoying the show, couldn't help but feel touched. Jiang Fan was actually taking such care of a child he didn't even know. It had been a long time since they had seen a junior disciple with such a pure heart.

Yu Yingchen felt the jade box in his hand was heavy. He couldn't help but cast a reproachful glance at Qin Wangchuan. "How could you bear to tease such a good child?" The other Grand Elders, more or less, also cast disapproving looks at Qin Wangchuan. "Isn't this going too far? In this day and age, where can you find such a good child? And you're still teasing him! If you hurt his feelings, how will your conscience be clear?"

Qin Wangchuan was so angry she nearly coughed up blood. "Who was teasing him? I've been protecting him all along, you know!" She said, exasperated, "Why are you being so sentimental? Just leave! Do you have to make me lose face?"

Jiang Fan patted her head and said, "Alright, then big brother will leave now. May we meet again if fate allows, Chuan Chuan."

Calling her what? Chuan Chuan? Every single Grand Elder present was stunned. Someone actually called the Azure Cloud Sect's Little Tyrant Dragon "Chuan Chuan"? The immense contrast made it impossible for them, as Grand Elders, to maintain their composure. Some covered their mouths, chuckling. Others' mouths twitched uncontrollably as they tried to suppress their laughter.

Qin Wangchuan's face instantly turned hot and red. Her feet kept scraping the ground. She wished she could find a hole to crawl into! "This is what they call social death! This is it!"

Seeing them laugh non-stop, Qin Wangchuan got annoyed. "If I'm going to die of embarrassment, we'll all die together! I'm not the only one who gets to lose face!" Qin Wangchuan called out to stop Jiang Fan, "Jiang Fan! Don't leave yet! Tell that white-haired old woman... what you did during the Grand Competition of the Supreme Sect disciples?"

"Uh—" Jiang Fan looked bewildered. "What are these old men and women laughing at? And why is Qin Wangchuan making me talk about these martial arts world matters?"

"Are you going to tell them or not?" Qin Wangchuan stomped her foot. Jiang Fan wondered, "What's there to say? That I slaughtered my way through the Supreme Sect's elite disciples, causing the Supreme Sect Master to report me to the Heavenly Secret Pavilion—they wouldn't understand any of that, would they?"

The white-haired old woman, who had been laughing uncontrollably, was precisely a Grand Elder from the Supreme Sect. Upon hearing this, her face instantly stiffened. The other Grand Elders looked at her with astonished expressions. "Such a thing happened? No, this kid looks like a new disciple, doesn't he? He could slaughter his way through the current generation of your Supreme Sect's elites? And the Supreme Sect Master was so angry he reported him? That sounds too unbelievable!"

Qin Wangchuan sneered, "Go on, laugh? Why aren't you laughing now? Don't you like laughing anymore?" The Supreme Sect's Grand Elder was so mortified her face turned beet red. She said awkwardly, "It's... it's all in the past. Let's not bring it up, let's not bring it up." This matter was considered a disgrace to the Supreme Sect. They had thought no one knew about it. But who knew that the young man Qin Wangchuan brought was actually Jiang Fan! And he had spilled all the beans! Her old face felt like it had nowhere to hide.

Qin Wangchuan, however, had no intention of stopping. "Also, Jiang Fan, play a tune for that old man holding the erhu." Jiang Fan was astonished. "That wouldn't be good. That's a technique from the Heavenly Sound Sect; it can harm people."

The old man holding the erhu was a Grand Elder from the Heavenly Sound Sect. Not only had he just claimed to be Qin Wangchuan's second great-aunt, but he had also been laughing particularly heartily. Hearing this, he couldn't help but laugh. "Young man, you know techniques from the Heavenly Sound Sect? How come I, an old man, don't know about this?" The techniques of the Heavenly Sound Sect were generally not passed on to outsiders. Even if they were, one might not be able to fully comprehend them. He didn't believe Jiang Fan understood the Heavenly Sound Sect's techniques.