This second update for the day! A massive release tomorrow! I'm going all out! First, I'm begging for monthly votes! The little girl came running, breathlessly. In her haste, she hadn't managed to regulate her breathing, leaving her completely winded. She managed to stammer out disjointed sentences, struggling to convey the urgency of the situation with clumsy words. Then, mouth agape, tongue lolling out, she gasped for air, bracing her small hands on her knees, sweat beading on her brow from the exertion, unable to straighten her back.
“What on earth has happened?” Jun Wuyi’s face drained of color as he shot to his feet. The other four immediately turned to Dugu Xiaoyi, their expressions inquiring.
“Go… fast…” Dugu Xiaoyi choked out, waving her hands frantically, her vital energy low.
“Go!” The single word was out, and the five figures vanished in a flash, moving like streaks of light.
Dugu Xiaoyi paused to catch her breath before walking slowly toward the location, her hands trembling slightly. The young girl was deeply worried; she had no idea how those two were faring. Would something terrible have happened?
This is infuriating!
That fellow clearly said eating that thing wouldn't matter! But why did Brother Mo Xie look so utterly wretched? As if he’d lost all control! If anything truly happened to him because of this—good heavens…
Jun Wuyi and the four others were masters of their generation; this small distance was covered in the blink of an eye. Among them, Ying Bokong’s movement technique was clearly the most refined, placing him far ahead.
When Jun Wuyi and the other four reached the vicinity of Jun Mo Xie’s tent, they found Ying Bokong, the Grand Supreme Elder Ying, standing stock-still some distance away, his face etched with bizarre confusion. He wasn't entering, nor was he leaving—what was the meaning of this?
Seeing the others about to rush in out of anxiety, Ying Bokong swiftly intercepted them with a flash of movement: “Don’t go in!”
“Why?” The four asked simultaneously. But before Ying Bokong could reply, the four respected seniors instantly understood. The sounds emanating from inside the tent were undeniable; there was no way they wouldn’t recognize them. Instantly, every one of them was left speechless, their faces dark.
Jun Wuyi looked up at the massive sun hanging in the sky, sighed, his face flushed, thinking how utterly absurd his nephew’s behavior was…
With that thought, Marshal Jun bellowed, “All personnel listen to my command! Everyone out immediately and report to the central drill ground for exercises! If anyone fails to assemble within the time it takes for half an incense stick to burn, military law will be enforced without leniency!” At his command, military horns blared, and everyone scrambled away to the Grand Parade Ground, not daring to delay even a moment.
Ying Bokong narrowed his eyes and followed Jun Wuyi and the others to sit beneath a large tree some distance away, letting out an appreciative sigh. “General Jun the Third truly has consideration. Even for something like this, he clears the area for his nephew. Young Master Jun’s style of operation is truly extraordinary.”
Dongfang Wenqing and the other two burst into laughter. They all assumed Jun Mo Xie was engaged in daylight debauchery; while it was excessive, they hadn't considered anything else.
Jun Wuyi’s face reddened as he gazed toward Jun Mo Xie’s tent, but his brow furrowed. “With such a commotion, they should have heard it inside. Why is there no reaction? Military orders are like a mountain; he shouldn’t be ignoring them…”
“Heh heh, if it were me, I’d pretend not to hear either. Oh right, Mo Xie is still a virgin, isn’t he?!” Dongfang Wendao retracted his neck slyly and chuckled twice.
“You might be able to, but Mo Xie shouldn’t be doing something like this. He always acts with restraint. I have a nagging feeling something is amiss here, but I just can’t pinpoint what the oddity is,” Jun Wuyi mused deeply, his brow tight.
Just then, Dugu Xiaoyi finally arrived, lagging behind.
Seeing the five figures standing awkwardly far away, the young Lady Dugu was greatly surprised. Catching sight of the absence of Guan Qinghan, she immediately became enraged.
“Where is Sister Qinghan?” Dugu Xiaoyi demanded, her anxiety laced with fury. “You didn’t rescue her? Brother Mo Xie is already acting abnormally over there—something terrible could happen!” Dugu Xiaoyi paced back and forth like an ant on a hot pan, muttering anxiously.
“Xiao Yi, you say the woman inside is Qinghan?” Jun Wuyi’s face instantly changed dramatically; this was a shock of the highest magnitude. If the woman inside was Guan Qinghan, this matter had escalated terribly.
Glancing fiercely at the tent, he roared, his voice full of hatred, “That beast! To commit such a shameless and vile act! I—I will never forgive him!”
The ‘beast’ in the Third Master Jun’s mouth was clearly not Guan Qinghan, but the young Master Jun who was currently ‘exercising his dominance.’
But now, it was too late.
If they stormed in now, how could Guan Qinghan possibly retain her dignity? That would no longer be a rescue; it would be forcing her into suicide. All that remained was to prepare for the aftermath and pray that Qinghan could come to terms with it and not take her own life!
In that moment, Jun Wuyi’s head felt massive.
He had initially thought that even if Jun Mo Xie acted absurdly and recklessly, it wouldn't be a major issue—everyone had moments of youthful folly. But now he understood the severity.
Given Guan Qinghan’s cold and reserved nature, how could she possibly engage in such intimate acts with Jun Mo Xie in broad daylight? Not only were they not that intimate yet, but even if they were truly husband and wife, Guan Qinghan would never do such a thing under the open sky.
Yet, it was happening right before their eyes. How could it be explained? There could only be one explanation: Guan Qinghan was forced! Thinking of this, all blame naturally fell upon Jun Mo Xie!
Therefore, at this moment, Jun Wuyi, the Third Master Jun, was boiling with fury!
A scandal of unimaginable proportions!
Guan Qinghan’s newly regained freedom had not yet been announced to the world. If news of this spread—it would look exactly like the uncle seducing and enjoying illicit pleasure with his own sister-in-law! What was to be done? Wouldn’t the Jun family’s decades of immaculate reputation be ruined in an instant?!
“Jun Mo Xie, you little beast! I—I—I must beat him to death!” Jun Wuyi’s face turned purple with uncontrollable rage. “Such wild and shameless behavior, such a destruction of family honor! He truly… truly deserves death! I must beat him to death!”
At this moment, Third Master Jun was like a ferocious beast trapped in a cage, pacing back and forth, his expression contorted with regret and anguish.
If this matter truly got out, the Old Master beating Jun Mo Xie until his legs snapped would be the least of it! Even if his legs were broken, the matter wouldn't end there.
What the world tabooed most fiercely was the sin of incest! And now, Jun Mo Xie had not only committed it but the object of his violation was his own sister-in-law.
Jun Wuyi could perfectly imagine the extent of his father’s fury!
“Brother Wuyi, since things have reached this point, saying anything more is useless. If it truly comes to it, we can have Mo Xie take refuge at my Dongfang family estate to let the Old Master cool down, and then we can discuss a solution,” Dongfang Wenqing stroked his beard, offering his suggestion, preparing to clean up his nephew’s mess.
He also understood the temperament of Old Master Jun Zhantian; the current situation was truly precarious. However, the principal party involved was, after all, his nephew, so how could Dongfang Wenqing watch his nephew suffer? His younger sister had already suffered enough…
“Exactly! A grown man—who doesn't have three wives and four concubines? What’s the big deal about playing with a woman? Why get so worked up?”
Dongfang Wendao’s statement, which was completely biased in favor of his nephew, continued, “Is it worth all this fuss? Acting like you’re dying over such a minor thing—it’s truly rare to see such ignorance. Forget what others say, look at my elder brother—at his peak, he had over twenty wives and concubines. How many of them were acquired honorably? Weren’t they all taken by force?”
Before Third Master Dongfang could finish his ‘well-meaning’ counsel, the killing gaze of his elder brother locked onto him: “You unprincipled rogue! What nonsense are you spouting?”
Dongfang Wenqing’s usually refined face immediately twisted into a fierce expression at his third brother’s words, looking as if he wanted to devour him, his fists clenched so tightly they cracked audibly.
Dongfang Wendao shrank his head, took two steps back, and hid behind Dongfang Wenjian, daring to whisper, “What did I say? I spoke the truth! Everyone knows about your history back then… it was all forced, all taken! You did it, so why can’t I mention it? Why call me rogue when you have your own messy accounts to settle!”
The others broke into snickers.
“You wicked offspring!” Dongfang Wenqing roared and lunged forward.
“What’s wrong? Why are you all fighting? Did Brother Mo Xie…?” Dugu Xiaoyi blinked her innocent, large eyes.
“Don’t utter that monster’s name! It infuriates me to death,” Jun Wuyi gasped heavily. “Why are you all blaming Brother Mo Xie? Especially Third Uncle, why were you cursing Brother Mo Xie? This has nothing to do with him, why curse him so viciously?” Dugu Xiaoyi twisted nervously, finally gathering the courage, her small head bowed deeply.
“What? It has nothing to do with him?” The five supreme masters were shocked anew!
“It truly has nothing to do with him!” Though Dugu Xiaoyi’s head was lowered, her tone was firm.
Heavens, it’s already this bad, and she says it has nothing to do with him? What more would it take for it to be related? The three Dongfang brothers weren't familiar with the little girl, but they knew she was very fond of their nephew, assuming she was trying to cover for him. But even if she liked him, even if she was trying to smooth things over, she couldn’t just twist right and wrong! The boy committed such a heinous act, and this little girl still claims he’s not involved? Then who is responsible?
Grand Supreme Elder Ying was utterly speechless. Let these children sort out their own romantic entanglements!
Only Third Master Jun, despite being in a white-hot rage, achieved an extreme calmness born from intense anger, and said gently, “Little Yi girl, what do you know? What exactly is going on?”
“Oh, this really has nothing to do with Brother Mo Xie. Actually, actually, it was… me,” Dugu Xiaoyi mumbled, her face bright red as she fiddled with the corner of her dress, her head lowered so much she looked like she wanted to crawl into the earth from embarrassment.
“What is it exactly? Little Yi girl, tell us slowly, don't rush.” Jun Wuyi’s eyes brightened. Could there be another explanation for this matter? Though Third Master was calm and astute, as a man, how could he understand the secrets of a young girl’s heart? The girl’s hesitation wasn’t due to urgency; it was because what she needed to say wasn’t something meant for casual conversation.
“I—I—I… That day, Third Uncle Jun said he wanted to pair Sister Guan and Brother Mo Xie together. I… I got angry!” Seeing that she couldn't avoid telling the truth any longer, Dugu Xiaoyi poured out everything in her heart. As she reached the word 'angry,' a surge of grievance washed over her, and her voice suddenly rose: “I was very angry, extremely angry!” Dugu Xiaoyi declared fiercely.
“Uh… I know about that. You were very angry, extremely angry… but… what does that have to do with what’s happening now?” Jun Wuyi was genuinely confused. They were discussing Jun Mo Xie’s situation, so why was this little firecracker bringing herself into it? How could these things be related?