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“I’m curious why I should doubt you. Did you pass on to Qiming the words about Su Yu crawling out of hell? What grudge do you hold against Su Yu to say such things?” Wang Jinhe said angrily.
The abbot’s expression changed slightly. Only he and Qiming knew about this matter, so how did Wang Jinhe find out?
Seeing the abbot’s puzzled expression, Wang Jinhe sneered disdainfully, feeling extremely angry. She then turned to Su Yu, her eyes filled with concern. “Su Yu…”
“I’m fine. These things are all in the past, and I’m not angry anymore,” Su Yu said. He knew that Wang Jinhe was standing up for him, but these matters were already distant to him.
After all, an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth. It no longer mattered who had said such things.
“The words I said were indeed inappropriate, but I had no ill intentions. These matters only need…” the abbot began.
“Enough, old monk. You have no right to say such things,” Wang Jinhe impatiently interrupted the abbot.
“Do you know that because of your words, Su Yu suffered abuse for years and almost lost his life?” she continued. “It’s all because of you. My Su Yu is beyond your reach. In the future, if you see him, please don’t acknowledge him. Pretend you don’t know him. Now, get out immediately,” Wang Jinhe said, not wanting to see the abbot for another moment.
Seeing him, Wang Jinhe couldn’t help but feel angry.
Su Yu reached out and gently stroked Wang Jinhe’s head, his face filled with tenderness and indulgence. However, his gaze turned much colder when he looked at the abbot.
“Please leave.”
Even the thickest-skinned person couldn’t bear being asked to leave repeatedly.
The abbot got up and left. As he departed, he glanced at Wang Jinhe and said, “Su Yu, your wife is quite remarkable.”
Su Yu looked at the abbot with cold eyes. “If you don’t want to leave, then stay.”
He knew the purpose of the abbot’s visit. It wasn’t for him, but for Wang Jinhe.
The abbot laughed. “You want to keep me here? Su Yu, you can’t do that.”
As the abbot used lightness skill to leave, Su Yu had no intention of chasing after him. In a moment, the abbot had fallen at Su Yu’s feet, with blood at the corner of his mouth.
“Your martial arts skills are indeed impressive, but it’s a pity you couldn’t escape. What a disappointment,” Su Yu said, looking at the abbot with a regretful expression.
Wang Jinhe blinked, looking curious. “How did Su Yu manage to make him come back? And it looks like he’s injured.”
Just now, Su Yu didn’t make a move, but now he suddenly did. Why?
“Jinhe, his purpose today wasn’t to mediate between me and Qiming, but to see you, as per Qiming’s instructions. This old bald donkey may have his flaws, but he’s also a capable person,” Su Yu said, looking at Wang Jinhe.
Wang Jinhe nodded in understanding, instantly grasping Su Yu’s meaning.
It was now clear that Qiming truly suspected her and had sent someone to cause trouble for her.
Supporting her chin, Wang Jinhe looked at the monk on the ground. “What do you plan to do with this person?”
“Was your act with Jingkong just now for show? If we ask Jingkong, he might know something. He didn’t plead for mercy for Jingkong earlier, so Jingkong might hold a grudge. It’s easy to get answers at a time like this,” Su Yu nodded with a smile.
“Bring Jingkong in.”
Soon, Jingkong was brought in. As Su Yu had guessed, Jingkong entered and looked at the injured abbot with a face full of resentment.
Seeing the injured abbot, Jingkong felt a sense of satisfaction. It turned out that he also had his moments of vulnerability.
“I didn’t expect you to have your moments,” Jingkong said, full of anger.
“If you tell us everything you know, we’ll let you go and won’t hold you responsible for anything. How does that sound?” Wang Jinhe said to Jingkong with great interest.
Jingkong was more than willing to comply.
“He’s not a person of Xuan Empire; he’s from the Qi Empire,” Jingkong dropped a bombshell as soon as he spoke.
Wang Jinhe looked at Jingkong in astonishment. “You’re saying he’s from the Qi Empire?”
“That’s right. I overheard his conversation with Qiming. He’s Qiming’s subordinate. When those ruffians came to the temple, he hinted that I could cause trouble. He also has a gu worm, a type that can control people, given to him by Qiming. Qiming wants him to use it on the prince so that the prince will obey Qiming’s commands and be at his service,” Jingkong revealed everything, not holding back.
The abbot’s face turned pale as he stared at Jingkong. “Jingkong, what nonsense are you talking about?”
“When have I ever spoken nonsense? The gu worm in your sleeve is a small black insect,” Jingkong said.
He didn’t seem like he was lying.
The abbot turned to Su Yu. “You don’t believe what he’s saying, do you?”
“Whether it’s true or not, we’ll find out soon enough,” Wan Gu appeared behind Su Yu, appearing mysteriously.
“Check to see if he has any gu worms or something similar on him,” Wan Gu was highly sensitive to such things, making him the perfect candidate for the task.
Wan Gu approached the Abbot step by step, and Old Monk Fang subconsciously stepped back, a move that spoke volumes.
The Abbot was feeling guilty; otherwise, why would he retreat?
Wan Gu walked up to the Abbot and detected a scent on him that he found very unpleasant.
“How dare you use this kind of trash on my young master,” Wan Gu said disdainfully with a hoarse voice.
At the same time, he took out two pills and handed them to the couple, Su Yu and his wife.
“He has a kind of hallucinogenic drug on him. This is the antidote,” Wan Gu explained as he noticed Wang Jinhe’s curiosity about the pills.
Wang Jinhe nodded in understanding. “So that’s how it is.”
The Abbot looked at Wan Gu in shock. “Who are you exactly?”
How did he discover this colorless and tasteless drug?
Wan Gu found a gu worm on the Abbot and, looking at it, said with a cold gaze, “As expected.”
“What’s wrong?”
“This drug on him can drive the gu worm mad. If he succeeds, the gu worm, once inside your body, will make you suffer immensely when it detects this scent.”
Wang Jinhe trembled with anger, her eyes sharp as she looked at the Abbot. “Wan Gu, can you modify this gu worm? After the modification, use it on him and let him taste this suffering.”
Wan Gu raised an eyebrow as he looked at Wang Jinhe, realizing that she, too, understood the futility of being soft-hearted.