Chapter 160: Shizun, do you still remember the voice changing technique in the inn back then?

When the surrounding guests heard this, quite a few of them revealed a look of disdain. Their gazes swiveled between Ye Wangxi, Nangong Si and Song Qiutong.

Someone said softly, "What a scum…"

"Young noble Nangong is still not angry?"

"So Miss Song was forced into a corner because of helplessness, that's why… Sigh, she could not be blamed… As a daughter, what can she do in front of the two famous Young Masters?"

Luckily, he was able to avoid it quickly. His wounds were not heavy and he was not entangled, but his cloak was still torn. Blood splattered everywhere. He let out a muffled groan, no longer daring to be negligent.

The willow vine was hiding more frequently than before, but it still did not let Ye Wangxi go.

"Master Ye, Miss Song did not dare to admit to what happened two days ago. She was probably worried that she would hurt your relationship with Master Nangong. However, the blue sky has eyes and it is clear that it is not open to the public. Do you not have the slightest bit of shame, and do not intend to lower your head and apologize in front of everyone?!"

Ye Wangxi was extremely angry, but he also found it laughable. He said, "What crime have I committed?"

"You are not guilty, is it still Miss Song's fault? Even though she didn't resist, I think she was only being coerced by you. Are you trying to say that she took the initiative to recruit you? You didn't force her?"

At this moment, the quiet Nangong Si suddenly turned around. He lowered his head to look at Song Qiutong and reached out a hand to help her up.

Song Qiutong thought that he had extended his hand in an attempt to confirm the cinnabar mark on her wrist. When she woke up this morning, she found that the cinnabar on her wrist had disappeared, causing her to panic even more. However, this situation was getting darker, and she was unable to explain it clearly for the moment, she thought that she would soon have a wedding night with Nangong. When that time came, the cinnabar would also disappear, so it would be better to not say anything for the next two days, in order to avoid any further misunderstandings.

Who would have thought that someone would splash dirty water on her like that…

Recalling that she was indeed saved by Ye Wangxi, and that she had once served him, and that the red mole on her leg had been clearly pointed out, she felt her mind buzzing and did not know what to do.

Amidst the chaos, she raised her moist eyes and looked at the crowd. She saw those people looking at her with disdain and pity, whispering to each other and gossiping among themselves.

That black-clothed man was still being chased around by Chu-zongshi's willow vines, as he shouted, "Ye Wangxi! You and I have accumulated resentment for a long time, today I will expose you, you are a hypocrite! You secretly made contact with the Young Master's wife, forcing a young lady from a good family, how vicious is that!"

Song Qiutong was stunned for a moment, then realized what she should do. It seemed that the man in black had a deep grudge against Ye Wangxi, and was trying his best to destroy Ye Wangxi's noble reputation as a gentleman.

She could not afford to commit the crime of fornication, but if she were to follow the words of the black clothed man and say that she was forced to do so by Ye Wangxi, then at least…

She almost hysterically shouted, "He's the one who dirtied me!"

Nangong Si's hand suddenly froze. He stood on the spot and looked at her in shock. It was as if he couldn't believe that his fiancee had been tainted by his father's right hand. He was completely shocked.

Song Qiutong covered her face and sobbed. She choked and said, "Yes, it was Lord Ye who humiliated me. He… He forced me to. I never promised…"

Nangong Si stared at her, the candle light suddenly flickered, his eyes darkened, and after a while, he lowered his hand that was about to pull Song Qiutong away. His voice was hoarse and sparks flew everywhere. "Do you know what you are talking about?"

Seeing that he was angered, Song Qiutong felt even more uneasy as she cried, "Young Master, I'm sorry… I was afraid that my Young Master wouldn't allow me to, so… Always. I never dared to say it… I'm more afraid. I was afraid that if I said it out loud, I would make Lord Ye and Master Nangong be enemies. He is so highly valued by the sect leader." As she spoke, she leaned forward, her long sleeves falling to the ground. Her slender shoulders couldn't help but tremble, and she looked miserable and lamentable at the same time.

"Qiutong really doesn't know what to do…" He didn't dare to ask for the Sect Leader to make the decision. The humiliation he had suffered could only be concealed by himself "… Young Master, you and Qiutong have our faults, but… But to you, it is something that I am sincere towards…"

But Nangong Si's face was pale white. He retreated backwards and shook his head, repeating: "You knew… Do you know what you're talking about?"

Song Qiutong's silky black hair covered her shoulders as the dim light in the lantern's shadow glimmered like silk, further making her seem delicate and pitiful. She sobbed sorrowfully, "It's Qiutong's fault. Young Master should not have hidden it from you. But I'm lonely, I…"

Nangong Si suddenly shouted out and interrupted her, "Do you know what you just said!?"

"I…" Song Qiutong's entire body shook violently from his voice as she raised her head. Her beautiful hair was wet from the rain, and her beautiful face was full of tears. Her lips could not help but tremble. "I…"

"You can actually do such a thing? How dare you… You can actually do such a thing!"

When the crowd heard Nangong Si's words, they could not help but frown and exchange glances with each other. Some of them could not help but softly say, "I have long heard that the Rufeng Sect respected men and women are lowly and despicable, but I did not expect that such a thing would happen. The one Nangong Si blamed was not Ye Wangxi, but the plain and innocent Miss Song."

"Yeah, he's really shameless."

Chu Wanning had retracted his willow vines when he heard that Song Qiutong had admitted to it. Seeing Nangong's reaction, he was also at a loss.

In his memory, although Nangong Si was occasionally arrogant and willful, he was still a righteous man. He was definitely not a person who did not understand anything. If this matter was true and he pursued his crimes, then he should at least investigate Ye Wangxi and not Song Qiutong.

But from the looks of it, all of Nangong's anger was directed at Song Qiutong… How could this be?

Among all the guests, only Mei Hanxue was safely seated. He drank his wine as he watched the scene unfold. If Xue Meng was here, he would have noticed that Mei Hanxue and what he saw just now were completely different. At this moment, he was like a romantic seed from the Peach Blossom Springs.

Song Qiutong was still weeping and complaining, pushing all sorts of ugly things onto Ye Wangxi. Ye Wangxi was probably shocked by her identity, and could not even utter a single word. He could only stare with wide eyes at the girl whom he had shot down from Xuanyuan Pavilion.

"Qiutong was weak. She didn't have the courage to prove herself before Lord Ye showed up. The Young Master had bestowed everything that he had gained upon the body of the duckweed, and everything that he had gained was due to him. But now… Now that he knew he was in the wrong… I… I've heard everything from my Young Master…"

When he had finished listening to her cries, he suddenly raised his head and closed his eyes.

The light that was originally lively and warm was now shining on his face, causing a dark shadow to billow about. His eyelashes trembled as if he was doing his best to restrain something.

His palms were like fists, devoid of any flesh. His Adam's apple was rolling in his throat, and his heart was in turmoil. He endured, his cheekbones cold, his veins bulging, his bones trembling, blood burning in his heart.

He held it in and finally could not hold it in anymore. With an explosive curse, he pulled out his sword and slashed the table before Song Qiutong into two! The cup was a mess!

"Song Qiutong, do you know… In my life, the thing that I hate the most, hate the most, and cannot tolerate the most is lying!" As soon as he finished his sentence, he shouted, "Ye Wangxi!"

"… Young Master."

"Ye Wangxi, get over here!"

"…"

He suddenly turned around, his eyes red with tears. "Come here!"

Ye Wangxi walked over, and the spectators thought that in the next moment, Nangong San's sword would stab straight into Ye Wangxi's chest, directly cutting open the stomach of the courteous beast, pulling out the heart and throwing it onto the ground. They held their breath, staring nervously at the scene before them.

Nangong Si gasped for breath and stared at Ye Wangxi for a while before saying hoarsely, "… You, remove the Voice Transmission Technique."

"Sound Changing Technique?" Everyone was stunned as they looked at each other: "What does this have to do with the sound changing technique?"

"That's right. Ai, but it's so strange. What is this Ye Wangxi trying to do with the Sound Changing Technique? Was his original voice really that scary that it would frighten others? Or was there something shameful about his original voice?"

However, Ye Wangxi lowered his eyes and said, "Young Lord, I can't."

Nangong was startled, he stared at him and asked: "What did you say?"

"Since I was thirteen, I have been using the Sound Changing Technique. I have been using this voice for over ten years, and the Sound Changing Technique has already penetrated deep into my spirit core." Ye Wangxi paused for a moment before saying calmly, "I will never be able to regain my original voice."

"…" Nangong Si took a step back in shock. After a long while, he raised his head to look at the man sitting on the chair with an obscure expression and muttered, "Father?"

Nangong Liu finally spoke out, "Si Er, this matter is indeed a pity, but… The change of tone was indeed a voluntary act on Ye Wangxi's part. He hadn't expected it at all. You don't have to think too much about it."

"But…"

Nangong Liu walked down the stage and stood behind the many guards. He stood with his hands behind his back and said, "Father knows that you are very friendly with Ye Wangxi and is very grateful to him for his dedication. But this matter, he… To have an affair with Song Qiutong and not care about anyone else is a capital offense."

Never would he have thought that Nangong Liu would say such a thing. He was stunned and said, "Father!"

Nangong Liu waved his hand and a blue light flashed and Nangong Si was immediately enveloped by a binding enchantment. He was stunned for a moment, but then he angrily roared and smashed into it, but that enchantment was passed down by the Rufeng Sect for generations, and because the Rufeng Sect had once killed his father for the throne, the Sect Leader's son was able to sign a blood contract with his father when he was young. This enchantment was specially used by his father to detain his son, but it lasted for less than an hour.

The words that he had shouted inside the barrier had been completely sealed and couldn't be transmitted to the outside world at all…

At this point, it was better to admit that Ye Wangxi had a secret relationship with Song Qiutong than to reveal the other secrets of the Rufeng Sect. Nangong Liu walked over to the black-clothed man and cupped his hands in greeting. "Although I do not know what grudges Mister has with Ye Wangxi, it is fortunate that Mister has brought up this matter today. Otherwise, we would have truly met with misfortune."

The black clothed man said lightly: "Sect Leader Nangong is courteous."

"Men, capture Ye Wangxi immediately! To —"

"Wait."

The sudden action of the black clothed man caused Nangong Liu to feel uneasy. However, his face remained impassive as he smiled, "Mister, do you have any other advice for me?"

"I am thinking that your son has only said a few words about the art. Why is the Sect Leader so anxious to imprison Lord Ye?"

"Cough, this is a private matter of our Rufeng Sect, so it would be inconvenient for us to talk about it in detail…"

The black clothed man laughed, "Sect Leader Immortal, for the sake of the reputation of the Rufeng Sect, you really know what it means to abandon your home. The pitiful Miss Ye has risked his life for your sect for more than ten years, and now, you actually caused him to suffer innocently in order to preserve your dignity."

After he said those words, before the others could react, Nangong Liu's expression abruptly changed.

Mei Hanxue smiled, poured another bottle of wine, took a sip, and put it down.

Nangong Liu's face turned sallow under the candlelight. After a long while, he asked with a forced smile, "What about him? Sir, you…"

The man in black's eyes were bright as his voice echoed clearly in the hall. Each word was spoken with shock.

"Ye Wangxi isn't a man at all."