Chapter 0390 – Jian Wu Yang Shines His Sword – Absolute Return

I look like him? What do you mean?

But, come to think of it, if it were up to you, you probably wouldn’t say anything.

Jian Wuji poured another glass of wine for Bi Si An, he was exceptionally busy today, one moment pouring wine for this, the next pinching food for that, not a moment to spare.

“Not you, you’re much better than my brother.”

“You’re still the first person to say I’m not reticent.”

Yeah, which of the things this kid says is normal?

-Only someone who can really see can see through the scars on your face to your handsome features.

He even complimented himself on his good looks!

“Young Prelate,”

“What’s wrong?”

Bithan asked seriously:

“Why did you gather us here?”

Four gazes shot towards Jian Wuji at the same time.

“What’s that look in your eyes? Think I have some ulterior motive? No, I just thought that everyone has been too tense lately, so I wanted to get everyone together to relax. I didn’t expect that things would develop into what they are now.”

“So how are you going to end it?”

“Of course it’s everyone going home after having a good time. With those three seniors’ personalities, I guess if anyone stands up first and says ‘I’m full, I’ll go first’, this meeting will be over.”

Seeing the speechless expressions on the faces of the crowd, Jian Wuji said with a smile:

“I’m serious, it’s a rare chance to get together today, so let’s just relax. The three of them, they surely don’t usually get many chances to open up and talk and laugh like this.”

In fact, how could he himself not be like that? He had always lived in the midst of deceit, swords and shadows, so how could he know what it meant to truly relax and enjoy himself?

Qin Xia Ling turned her head to look at the three bigwigs, who still didn’t speak, just each sipping their mulled wine, not knowing what they were thinking. Even if they were whispering here, those three could definitely hear them.

She suddenly felt that perhaps Jian Wuji was right, it was much more difficult and meaningful to let these three let go of their hearts and have a good rest than to formulate some plan to save the martial arts world.

Just then, there was a sudden, crisp thud from downstairs.

Clank!

A sword was half drawn and the whole room was instantly silent.

Jian Wuchen was still calmly sipping his wine, a hint of worry flashed across Qin Botian’s eyes, while at the corner of Bai Zijiang’s mouth, an undetectable smile appeared.

Jian Wuji was about to get up and stop the conflict that was about to erupt.

However, Jian Wuyang pressed his shoulder, signaling him to sit down before standing up himself.

Jian Wuji looked at his brother in surprise, he did not expect that his brother would take the initiative to come forward.

Everyone else also looked at Jian Wuyang curiously, including Jian Wuchen and the two alliance masters.

Jian Wuyang walked over to the railing, looked down at the stairs, and said in a calm tone:

“I am the Grand Duke of the Heavenly Demon God Sect, Jian Wuyang.”

Everyone’s eyes were focused on him, and they all wanted to know what this usually unassuming Grand Duke wanted to do.

The person who drew his sword was the Taiyi Divine Sword. He and the One Flower Sword Venerable had been secretly competing, and he had long since looked at this woman with disdain, but this woman had also been staring at him, not fearing his gaze in the slightest. Of course he couldn’t show weakness and could only draw his sword to give her a warning.

Jian Wuyang didn’t pay any attention to the Taiyi Divine Sword’s provocation, but instead looked at everyone and slowly said:

“I know what all of you are, and if it weren’t for the fact that the Sect Leader and the Alliance Leader are here, you wouldn’t be standing here.”

He spoke in a very polite tone.

“All of you are seniors in the jianghu, so naturally you understand how difficult it was to facilitate today’s meeting. And all of this is due to my brother. Therefore, today, I want to let him take a good rest, and I don’t want him to worry about this kind of thing anymore. I don’t want him to stop this fight.”

Jian Wu Chen silently listened to his son’s speech and sipped his mulled wine without saying a word. Qin Botian and Bai Zijiang also listened quietly without interrupting.

The Taiyi Divine Sword looked coldly at Jian Wuyang, disdain in his eyes.

Jian Wuyang met his gaze, and his tone suddenly hardened:

“You guys, what can you do to me?”

He intentionally used “you guys” instead of “you” because he didn’t want to point the finger at Taiyi Divine Sword alone. If he provoked the Taiyi Divine Sword in public, with the character of the Taiyi Divine Sword, he would definitely strike out regardless.

“Although I’m not the Young Sect Master of the Heavenly Demon God Sect, I can give everything for my brother. I can accompany him to the end.”

These words were more of a declaration of war than a threat.

“So, all of you take a good rest today. You’ve fought all your lives to climb to this position today, aren’t you all tired?”

After saying that, he turned around and prepared to leave.

Just then, he added:

“As you all saw, my brother went so far as to call a tavern owner, his ‘devil’s path’. That’s right, he is a madman. And I, on the other hand, am the brother of this madman. So, if you guys don’t want to fight for your lives with us brothers, don’t provoke us anymore.”

The entire restaurant was silent.

A more dazzling light suddenly radiated from Marble’s body. He looked at Jian Wuyang’s back and revealed a pleased smile. It seemed that his teaching of the Grand Duke all these years had not been in vain.

The Blood Thousand Blade Demon suddenly stood up, striding over to a table and sitting down.

“Boss, serve the wine!”

He turned his back to those experts of the righteous and evil paths as if to say: come on, who’s afraid of who! Of course, he also really didn’t want to see those guys’ faces. He, Blood Thousand Blade Demon, was such a straightforward person.

Seeing the Blood Thousand Blade Demon sit down, several other giants of the Devil Dao also took their seats.

Clank!

Taiyi Divine Sword unwillingly inserted his sword back into its scabbard. He hadn’t intended to really make a move, and now that the Devil Cult had put up this stance, he would appear to be too ungrateful if he didn’t relent.

The experts of the righteous and evil paths also looked for a place to sit down. Some deliberately turned their backs to each other, while others remained glaring angrily at each other.

”Now, only wine and food can save the peace of the martial arts world!”

Zhao Chunpei held this thought and hoofed it to serve the guests with long-prepared wine and food. Yes, everyone is standing here dryly without drinking or eating, so of course it’s easy to fight.

Jian Wuyang returned to his seat and said to Jian Wuji:

“Don’t you say a word!”

“And what’s wrong with me?”

“Anyway, you don’t say anything!”

It seems that brother was infuriated. Bi Sian nodded with deep empathy, raised his wine glass, and clinked it with Qin Xiajun and Qin Xialing. This was the resonance of heroes cherishing heroes.

“Thanks to my brother, I was able to rest for a while. If I had gone to stop them, there would have definitely been a mess. I’m a person with an impulsive temper, if I saw someone dare to draw a sword on my brother, I would definitely rush up there without thinking about it and ……”

Jian Wuyang hurriedly interrupted him and shoved a cup of wine into his hand.

“You cut the crap.”

Although his tone was icy, Jian Wuji could hear that his brother was concerned about himself. When he stepped forward just now, his heart must have been filled with courage and determination.

Jian Wuji relaxed and leaned back in his chair, stretching.

“Well, take a break then.”

He felt more relaxed than ever, as if he had returned to that beach in the time illusion, lying on the soft sand and enjoying the warm sunshine. No, perhaps it was even more relaxed than that.

Qin Xia Ling looked at Jian Wuji who was resting with his eyes closed, and for some reason, she suddenly felt that he was a bit lonely. But soon, her attention was drawn to another matter.

Only to see that the plate of roast duck in front of Qin Xiajun unexpectedly moved on its own, slowly moving in the direction of Jian Wuyang.

In full view of everyone, the roast duck came in front of Jian Wuyang.

“Just say so if you want to eat.”

Qin Xia Ling said with a smile.

Jian Wuyang froze.

“Not me! I didn’t!”

“Of course not you!”

Everyone’s gazes, in unison, looked toward Jian Wuji.

Jian Wuji opened one eye and said with a smile:

“My brother likes roast duck too.”