CHAPTER 1792: CHAPTER 1793 SU CLAN’S MARTIAL GOD

Ye Qingci’s voice wasn’t loud, yet it clearly reached the ears of everyone present here.

Everyone’s expressions became strange, and a few people looked as if they had just heard some earth-shattering bad news, their faces turning extremely pale.

Zhao Shijue was one of them.

He looked at the back of Ye Qingci, lips trembling as he asked, "Why are you telling me such a thing?"

However, she, who understood the underlying reason for Zhao Shijue’s turmoil, remained calm and turned back to say, "Because I believe Prince Jue would certainly not bring this matter to Your Majesty."

With a single sentence, she revealed her purpose directly, explaining that the reason for informing everyone of this matter at this critical juncture was to bind everyone present with the same rope.

"Absurd, Su Chengyu deceives the emperor, and I should accompany him in deceiving as well!"

However, Zhao Shijue obviously didn’t agree and turned to leave the courtyard.

Before Ye Qingci could act, several people in the courtyard already had the idea to stop Zhao Shijue.

They all knew well that if this matter were reported to Your Majesty, everything Su Chengyu had worked hard for in the Capital City would be completely ruined.

Yet Ye Qingci, signaling with a shake of her head, stopped them from acting when they intended to intervene.

Their hearts were puzzled, but they ultimately chose to trust Ye Qingci.

After all, with Ye Qingci here, even if there was interference, it wasn’t their place to act.

Yet Ye Qingci’s stand-aside behavior only deepened Zhao Shijue’s doubts as he approached the gate.

Watching as the distance to the exit dwindled to just a few steps, Zhao Shijue couldn’t help but stop and take a deep breath.

"Cold Moon Envoy, are you truly not going to stop me?"

"How should I stop you? Knock you out, kill you, or take you directly out of the Capital City to hide in a Cave Heaven where others can’t find you?"

"You dare!"

Ye Qingci turned to look at Zhao Shijue, her gaze cold.

Without directly answering his question, Ye Qingci just asked in return.

"Even if I don’t do this, would Prince Jue really report this to Your Majesty?"

"Of course! This is a crime of deceiving the emperor. I don’t care what reasons Su Chengyu has, nothing should be concealed from Your Majesty!"

"Your Highness, haven’t you ever concealed anything?"

"You..."

Zhao Shijue looked at Ye Qingci, momentarily speechless. He naturally had many of his own secrets, but they could mostly be considered mere concealments.

As for deception, Zhao Shijue might have had the intention, but never the guts.

After all, even regarding his own father, he had never truly understood what was in his father’s heart.

Seeing Zhao Shijue stop, Ye Qingci continued.

"Everyone, I don’t want to concern myself with why you are associating with Su Chengyu. The reason I’m telling you all this today is because I believe at this critical juncture, you will choose to stand by his side."

After Ye Qingci finished speaking, her gaze swept over everyone. The one who reacted the most earlier, Zhao Shijue, remained silent, seemingly deep in thought, while a young man in the courtyard stood out and spoke.

"Cold Moon Envoy, why are you so confident?"

The speaker was Zhuang Yihan, one of the Dragon Soul Eighteen Guards, and he was one of the few here who had no interests tied with Su Chengyu.

In his heart, Zhuang Yihan merely regarded Su Chengyu as a friend.

As a friend, he could pretend not to have heard Ye Qingci’s words today, but if he were to help, Zhuang Yihan deep down needed a reason.

This was why he could directly ask this question without any other considerations.

"Sorry, I forgot about you."

Ye Qingci’s strange words made Zhuang Yihan frown, then he watched as Ye Qingci’s gaze passed over several people here before finally landing on him and continuing.

"Among the people here, you are likely the only one without direct interests involved with him. But I’m sorry, given the sudden circumstances, I need the assistance of the Dragon Soul Department to continue concealing the fact that Su Chengyu is not currently in the Capital, which is why I’ve approached you. The choice is yours, and if you’re unwilling, I’ll let you leave."

Zhuang Yihan asked curiously, "Aren’t you afraid I’ll just go and say it?"

Ye Qingci shook her head, stepping aside to make a path.

Yet seeing Ye Qingci stepping back, Zhuang Yihan was stunned. Her overly generous actions left him at a loss for what to do, and after hesitating for a few seconds internally,

Zhuang Yihan finally spoke, "I’m willing to help, but I have a question. Why didn’t the Saint Envoy directly approach the Sect Master?"

Dragon Soul Sect Master, Ye Qingming.

Logically speaking, if Ye Qingci needed the Dragon Soul Department’s help, directly approaching Ye Qingming would clearly have been more convenient.

Even if words were hard to find, the former Sect Master of the Dragon Soul Department, Ye Wujiang, was still recuperating within the Capital’s vicinity.

However, Ye Qingci merely shook her head, "This matter is Su Chengyu’s personal issue. I’m only here to relay some instructions; you can understand my role as merely a pawn in this situation. I don’t want to involve them because of me. Besides, I cannot be certain they would help him if they knew the circumstances."

Zhuang Yihan quickly understood that the people here were all related to Su Chengyu, while those from the Ye Family were associated with Ye Qingci.

After some thought, Zhuang Yihan finally said, "Just this once, consider it paying back the bottle of wine he owes me."

"It’s he who owes you."

Ye Qingci spoke, and Zhuang Yihan, startled, looked up at Ye Qingci, immediately realizing that she knew about that night when he and Su Chengyu had a heart-to-heart.

"He didn’t tell me; I discovered it myself. Sorry, my path allows for no one else beside me. If you truly seek an answer, at the end of the Path of Dao, I can give you one."

Instinctively, Zhuang Yihan clenched his fists slightly, and his eyes shifted to another direction.

"Thank you."

The strange atmosphere eased the shock everyone felt from the earlier news, but it also brought a silence to the courtyard.

Ye Qingci knew they needed some time to weigh the pros and cons and wasn’t in a hurry to break the silence. Ultimately, someone spoke first.

"Ye Qingci, you’ve said so much, yet you haven’t told us what you want us to do."

Su Clan, Su Zi.

She was the first to arrive today and had visited secretly more than anyone else in the past half month. Today was also the first time she had been invited back into the estate.

Although after entering the house, knowing the one receiving them was Ye Qingci made this person, once seriously injured by Ye Qingci, harbor a grudge, Su Zi still chose to endure, considering her current situation.

"Each will have different tasks. For example, yours is to prepare for the arrival of the Su Clan Elders in the Capital."

"Su Clan Elders are entering the Capital?"

Su Zi asked in surprise. As the current representative of the Su Clan in the Capital, she had absolutely no knowledge of this news.

"Yes, it shouldn’t be long before you receive this news after you return. I’m telling you this to give you a heads up because, after all..."

At this point, Ye Qingci, who had not hesitated in speaking since entering, suddenly paused.

Moments later, she looked up at Su Zi and said seriously.

"This time, the Su Clan coming to the Capital is likely to be led by a Martial God from the clan."