Saving the White Moonlight Chapter 44

“Miss Su, can you tell me about Perfected Su? What kind of person is he? I am very curious about what happened between our sect elder and Perfected Su.”
Su Qian’er shook her head. “I’m sorry, Miss Yan. If I could, I would tell you, but I do not understand Grandfather very well.”
“I see.” Yan Zhuguang looked a little regretful. “I heard Miss Su’s grandfather misses you very much. Even when he travels outside, he often comes to visit you. I thought Miss Su would know Perfected Su very well.”
Su Qian’er shook her head. Her attitude was vague, as if she were saying that was not true, and also as if she herself did not know.
Yan Zhuguang asked a few more indirect questions, but Su Qian’er never revealed anything about the drawing. It seemed she truly did not know about it.
If this were the original Su Qian’er, she could not possibly know nothing about the drawing, nor could she deliberately hide it from Yan Zhuguang. After all, she had personally handed the drawing to Yan Zhuguang. Hiding it from her would have no meaning.
Even if Su Qian’er wanted to keep the drawing secret, she should first ask Yan Zhuguang to return it. But now, Su Qian’er did not mention the drawing at all. Of course there was a problem.
And if this were simple memory loss, why would she pretend that everything was normal?
Yan Zhuguang placed Su Qian’er on her list of dangerous people to guard against.
“Does Miss Su want to go see Qiu Qiao and the others?”
Su Qian’er thought for a moment and nodded, as if speaking to herself. “I should see them.”
Yan Zhuguang stood. “Miss Su, follow me.”
Yan Zhuguang led Su Qian’er toward the Pill Hall. Su Qian’er followed one step behind her.
She said in a quiet, embarrassed voice, “Calling me Miss Su all the time feels too distant. If Miss Yan does not mind, you can call me by my name.”
Yan Zhuguang’s eyes curved with a smile that was not quite a smile. Was she trying to fish for information? Yan Zhuguang did not look back. “Does Miss Su not also call me Miss Yan?”
Su Qian’er looked a little disappointed. “Was I too sudden? I…” She grabbed the hem of her clothes and twisted it.
Yan Zhuguang mercifully told her Su Qian’er’s name. “It is not that. Calling you Su Qian’er directly would be a little rude. Compared with calling your name, I think Miss Su sounds more friendly.”
Su Qian’er quietly let out a breath. “How could it be rude? Miss Yan is Qian’er’s lifesaver. It is only a name. How could it be rude?”
Yan Zhuguang did not answer. Su Qian’er carefully glanced at her and compromised. “If Miss Yan does not like it, then forget it. Qian’er was rude.”
Yan Zhuguang said, “It is not that serious.”
The two arrived at the Pill Hall. When Yun Mixue saw them come in together, she nodded to Su Qian’er. “Miss Su.”
As soon as Su Qian’er entered, her eyes were drawn to the four people in the hall. Yan Zhuguang’s illusion space was hidden. Those who did not understand it could only see the four people standing there with dull expressions. It looked strange and confusing.
Su Qian’er’s gaze swept over the others and landed on Qiu Qiao. A trace of hatred appeared on her face. She stared at Qiu Qiao for a long while before reacting and remembering Yun Mixue’s greeting.
By then, Yan Zhuguang had already returned to Yun Mixue’s side.
Su Qian’er looked at Yun Mixue, pressed her lips together, and hesitated. “Qian’er is being rude, but may I ask how to address this senior?”
Yun Mixue did not think there was anything wrong with Su Qian’er. She said, “My surname is Yun.”
Su Qian’er’s expression blurred for an instant, then focused again. “Senior Yun.”
“Thank you for worrying about me, Senior. Qian’er has mostly recovered now.”
“It is good that you have recovered.”
After speaking with Yun Mixue, Su Qian’er looked back at Qiu Qiao and the others. Her face grew uglier. Who knew what she thought of? She pinched creases into the edge of her clothing, and the hatred in her eyes almost turned solid, as if she wanted to tear those people apart.
Yun Mixue glanced at Yan Zhuguang. Yan Zhuguang shook her head.
After a while, Su Qian’er belatedly noticed that something was wrong with Qiu Qiao and the others. “Miss Yan, what happened to them?”
Yan Zhuguang said, “To stop them from escaping, I used a small trick to trap them.”
“Does Miss Su want to confront him face to face?”
Su Qian’er bit her lower lip. “No. There is no need.”
“Can they be handed over to me to deal with?”
“Of course,” Yan Zhuguang said. “We had no right to deal with them in Miss Su’s place anyway.”
“Thank you.”
Su Qian’er became a little dazed, as if thinking about how to handle Qiu Qiao and the others.
At that moment, Yun Mixue sent a voice transmission to Yan Zhuguang. “I sense an unfamiliar Core Formation aura approaching.”
“Could it be the head of the Qiao branch family?”
Su Qian’er’s maternal grandfather, Qiao Zhenbang, was at Core Formation. If the person coming was Su Qian’er’s family, it was most likely him.
“Most likely.”
“The two Core Formation titled disciples I sent to the Qiao family to ask about Miss Su are also coming with him.”
Then it must be him. Yan Zhuguang looked at Su Qian’er. She wondered how this person would deal with relatives who knew “Su Qian’er” very well.
Not long after Yun Mixue’s voice transmission, the door of the Pill Hall was knocked. Su Qian’er, who had been lost in thought, was startled awake by the sound and looked toward the door in confusion.
“It should be your family.”
Yan Zhuguang explained to her while opening the door.
A large group of people stood outside. At the front was a bearded young man. The unsettled spiritual energy around him had not yet calmed. Yan Zhuguang could sense it even through the door. This was Core Formation strength.
The young man’s face carried obvious anger. He glanced at Yan Zhuguang and did not take her seriously. “Where is Qian’er?”
A cool, gentle voice came from inside. “Family Head Qiao, there is no need to worry. Miss Su is here.”
The young man looked past Yan Zhuguang into the Pill Hall. His attention was first drawn by Su Qian’er, whose face did not look good. He called, “Qian’er.”
Once he stepped closer into the hall, he suddenly sensed a restrained but unmistakable aura. Only at this distance could he feel it. He turned his gaze and saw a beautiful woman in white walking gracefully toward the door.
He could not see through her strength. This power… a Nascent Soul expert?
The young man took a deep breath. The anger that had boiled inside him after he received the news instantly calmed by more than half. Before such an expert, what right did he have to lose his temper?
Yun Mixue walked to Yan Zhuguang’s side and stood between the young man and Yan Zhuguang, blocking the powerful aura leaking from him. “Family Head Qiao need not worry. Miss Su is fine.”
Yan Zhuguang looked at the elegant curve of the back in front of her and could not help smiling.
The young man forced out a grateful expression. “Was it Senior who saved Qian’er? Senior’s great kindness, this junior is endlessly grateful.”
Yun Mixue shook her head. “There is no need. Family Head Qiao should first go see Miss Su. She has suffered a great disaster and needs her family by her side.”
Qiao Zhenbang nodded and hurried to Su Qian’er. He threw out several questions in a row. “Qian’er, how are you? Are you hurt anywhere?”
Su Qian’er looked helpless. Tears instantly filled her eyes, and in the next breath they broke free and fell. “I, I…”
Qiao Zhenbang panicked. “Don’t cry, don’t cry. Tell Grandfather what happened. Grandfather will definitely stand up for you.”
Su Qian’er threw herself into Qiao Zhenbang’s arms. “Grandfather!”
“My good child, you have suffered.”
The grandfather and granddaughter cried and comforted each other. The people who had followed Qiao Zhenbang in from outside also entered one after another.
Some were Qiao family members brought by Qiao Zhenbang. There were also two Core Formation cultivators like him. They were the two personal disciples Yun Mixue had sent to the Qiao family.
By coincidence, Yan Zhuguang had seen both of them before.
One was Chu Ningyan, who had once gone to Yimiao Sect with Yun Mixue and had given Yan Zhuguang a Jade Dew Pill to heal her body. The other was Yun Changyue, Yun Mixue’s clan sister and the killer of He Sheng.
The second one was the main reason Yan Zhuguang had rushed away from Fenghua Immortal Sect to find Yun Mixue.
“Senior Sister.”
The two bowed to Yun Mixue.
Yun Mixue nodded. “Thank you for your hard work, Junior Sisters.”
After they greeted each other, it was Yan Zhuguang’s turn.
She was an ordinary inner sect disciple. Although she was of the same generation as the titled disciples, titled disciples held honored status, so she had to greet them. “Greetings, Gentle Sword Immortal. Greetings, Yutang Immortal.”
Yun Changyue looked somewhat like Yun Mixue. Her aura was not as cool as Yun Mixue’s, but that gentleness seemed carved from the same source. “Zhuguang, no need for ceremony. I did not expect you to be here too. Did you come specially to find Elder Sister?”
Yan Zhuguang smiled. “I was training nearby and did not expect to have the fortune to meet Senior Sister.”
“What a coincidence,” Yun Changyue said. “When we left the sect, you were still so small. Now you have grown into a young woman. I said before that I would give you a meeting gift, but I still have not given it. I have broken my word.”
Chu Ningyan looked at Yan Zhuguang. “The messenger said someone dragged people through the street like walking them. Was that you? It had to be you borrowing Senior Sister’s power to act mighty.”
Yan Zhuguang scratched her head in embarrassment. “I was helping Senior Sister by escorting them back to the Pill Hall for custody.”
“What escort? You clearly wanted to punish them for your own satisfaction.”
Yun Mixue said, “It was not Zhuguang’s fault. I allowed it.”
“I do not believe Senior Sister would do such a thing.” Chu Ningyan looked at Yun Changyue. “Right?”
Yun Changyue smiled. “Yes. It does not seem like Elder Sister.”
“Senior Sister just likes to indulge her.” Chu Ningyan gave Yan Zhuguang a sideways glance. “Still, those people deserved it. You did well this time.”
“All right.” Yun Mixue placed both hands on Yan Zhuguang’s shoulders. “Stop pointing at Zhuguang and scolding her. Do not stand at the doorway either. Let us go inside and talk.”
Besides the Qiao family members and the two titled disciples, more people outside had gathered to watch. Chu Ningyan turned and swept her gaze over them. Those people seemed startled and scattered at once.
Just as the group turned back inside, the head of the Qiao branch family roared in anger and struck his palm toward the four muddled people.
The illusion space Yan Zhuguang had set up flashed and shattered. Qiao Zhenbang’s attack did not weaken at all. It struck the four people and made them cough blood on the spot.
The two old servants at Qi Refining died immediately. Qiu Qiao and the manager, whose illusion had been broken and who had been badly injured, suddenly woke. They looked at the scene before them and froze.
They had no idea what had happened. One had been enjoying a beautiful dream in the illusion, while the other had been suffering terrible torment. They had not expected the illusion to break so suddenly. When they opened their eyes, they were facing the Qiao branch family head they feared most.
“How did Qian’er ever wrong you, that you would harm her like this?” Qiao Zhenbang shouted in fury.
Yan Zhuguang watched the show from the side.