Chapter 4 - 2 Sword, Spear, Saber, Halberd
Su Yue had not gone long before someone else came along.
"Cousin, how are you?"
A refined and elegant voice reached from outside the door, tinged with a hint of trepidation and guilt.
"Come in."
A young man dressed in white pushed the door open and stepped in. His eyebrows were like drawn swords, his eyes bright and clear, and his tall and straight figure exuded an air of nobility. A warm, apologetic smile played upon his face, careful and tentative.
He should have been exceedingly handsome, but his face now bore several lash marks, his mouth was bruised and swollen, and his eyes surrounded by dark shadows. His wrist, when occasionally revealed, also showed the traces of whip lashes.
It was none other than Fang Che's Big Cousin, Fang Qingyun, who had beaten his cousin with a single palm strike.
It appeared that he had been beaten quite severely.
Upon seeing the 'culprit' behind his predecessor's death, Fang Che immediately labeled him in his mind.
This person... should be an honest man!
With such a face, even if he were to do something bad, it wouldn't be thoroughly wicked—a classic honest and straightforward countenance that seemed to shout one word from his bones: simple.