Death… and me

Usually, people in their position were called 'guardian angels' of the clans. Although they didn't have the chance to inherit the position of clan leader and become the centre of power, they were nurtured by the clans at all costs!

In other words, such people would be at the forefront of battles representing the clan in the future! These were the future of fighters and elders of the clans.

If Mo Cheng Yu did not know people who held such important roles in the clan, that would have been a joke!

The five of them were working at full force when all of a sudden they had a weird feeling. The moment that they turned around, they saw a middle-aged man with a shocked face with his mouth agape. They all thought the same thing: Why is this King level master from the Mo clan here?

"Why are you here?" All six mouths spoke at the same time in unison. This was confusing.

"I found them and brought them back here to nurture them! At the same time, one old and young were homeless, therefore, I gave them food and placed a roof over their heads!" Chu Yang said as he held Mo Qing Wu in an arm before stepping out.

"Homeless?" Ji Mo and the rest asked in surprised. A King level master of the Mo clan was homeless?

Luo Ke Di's eyes were on Mo Cheng Yu with a faint trace of hostility. Although there was no open feud between the Luo and Mo clan, they had always treated one another with due decorum regardless of the underlying friction which both clans had with one another.

The source of this friction was because both of these clans were located too close to each other…

There were two clans within a five hundred mile radius. To both the Luo and Mo clan, this was very annoying. However, time and time again, they could not do anything to each other with their given strength…

At this moment, Mo Qing Wu pushed from Chu Yang arm and jumped down. She cried with joy, "Brother Ji Mo…"

Ji Mo was shocked. He rubbed his eyes and spoke with disbelief, "Xiao Wu? Why are you here?"

Mo Qing Wu laughed and hastily ran forward. Ji Mo picked her up with one arm and spoke with indescribable joy. As he was talking to Xiao Wu, Ji Mo suddenly felt fierce and evil gaze fell upon him!

Right after, Chu Yang had rushed forth and grabbed Mo Qing Wu from his arm. Then he asked with the most unfriendly voice, "Do you know each other?"

Ji Mo was furious! They were just reunited after a very long time and this punk robbed her of him. He glared at Chu Yang and said, "My mother is her aunt; how do you think we know each other?"

"Ah… so that's it!" Chu Yang immediately ceased his jealous rampage and said, "That's okay, then!"

Then he scratched his head and placed Mo Qing Wu back on the ground with an embarrassed grin.

However, he still had some doubts: Ji Mo's mother is a concubine… He was born from a concubine, but she is also Mo Qing Wu's aunt; that makes her a lady. How could the sister of the Mo clan's leader be a concubine of the Ji clan's leader?

This is slightly unbelievable… was there something hidden behind all of this? Chu Yang thought to himself.

During this time, Mo Cheng Yu had been explaining why he was staying here.

After he heard this, a cold chill ran down Ji Mo's spine. He walked towards Chu Yang and bowed out of respect. He then said with a very sincere voice, "Boss, thank you very much for saving my little cousin!"

"It was something that had to be done… Hahaha…" Chu Yang was in an extremely good mood.

"What did you just call him? He is your boss?" Mo Cheng Yu's eyes widened as he pointed to Chu Yang and asked in disbelief.

"Yes, he is my boss… so what?" Ji Mo's eyes rolled as he spoke with a discontented tone. He seemed as if he was going to cry, "Senior Mo, please don't ask anymore. Don't I have the look of a subordinate?"

"You are all staying here… to do what?" Mo Cheng Yu remained just as surprised as before.

Ji Mo thought of what happened and sighed. His eyes rolled as he thought to himself: This isn't the only thing! If we don't do well we have to wash stinky socks… But this should be kept secret at least for now. We're really losing face!

"Good, very good!" Mo Cheng Yu suddenly laughed cheerfully. He pointed to Luo Ke Di and said to Chu Yang, "Kid, let me give that punk some rough training! I will take responsibility if he dies!"

Chu Yang began to sweat.

Mo Cheng Yu was a King level master; it was natural that he would not have wanted to just sit around for a long period of time. After some greetings, he immediately walked over the water's edge to take in the fresh air and recover.

Ji Mo was still in a great mood talking with Mo Qing Wu. Every now and then, they laughed seeming to be very chummy. Chu Yang's gaze grew fiery; the more he looked, the more he wanted to beat up Ji Mo.

"Brother Ji Mo! I would like to have a match with you!" Ji Mo quickly felt regretful. Mo Qing Wu was cocky as she pointed to his nose and said, "I want to test out your blade!"

"Blade?" Ji Mo mouth remained open.

"Yes, blade! Do you still remember last year you brought a sword over to my home? Hmm! You were very impressive then… You chopped both my sword and my second elder brother's sword…" Mo Qing Wu pouted, "I want revenge!"

Ji Mo's mouth was agape. He swallowed a ball of saliva which was stuck in his throat and looked up at the heavens. He did not know what the best response would be.

"Yes! Yes! Blade match! Teach him a lesson!" Luo Ke Di and Rui Bu Tong incited from the sideline. Dong Wu Shang also waved his fist cheering Mo Qing Wu on.

Such a cute little miss was adored by everyone. Even Luo Ke Di, from an opposing clan, did not seem to be able to have any negative sentiment toward Mo Qing Wu. Everyone was on Mo Qing Wu's side waiting for Ji Mo to respond and act like a fool.

"How can I have a blade match with you?" Ji Mo said cautiously, "Xiao Wu, how about I tell you a story?"

"Sure!" Mo Qing Wu clapped with joy, and everyone else sighed with disappointment. This little child was too easily distracted… It seemed that there would not be a show for them to watch…

"It was said that…" Ji Mo only said a few sentences.

"I heard that already!" Mo Qing Wu pouted, "Brother Chu Yang already told me that one."

"That… this…"

"He told me already!"

"…"

"He told me already!"

Ji Mo started to break down…

"Brother Ji Mo, you are so useless!" Mo Qing Wu contemptuously pointed her little nose at Ji Mo, "You know so few stories, and Brother Chu Yang has already told all of them to me!"

Ji Mo was dumbfounded.

He was so young, how many stories could he know? In truth, it was already very good that he could remember three or four stories. Moreover, these were all stories which he had specially prepared for Mo Qing Wu. Whenever he met her, he would immediately offer to tell her these because he knew that Mo Qing Wu loved to hear stories.

He could not imagine that all his stories were now outdated goods and of no use…

Ji Mo was crestfallen. He straightened himself up and looked at Chu Yang, "Boss, how are you so well read…"

Chu Yang sighed sympathetically suddenly feeling bad for Ji Mo; they were in the same boat. He thought to himself: How am I so well read? You will have to ask your cousin!

"Brother Ji Mo, do you have any other stories?" Mo Qing Wu tugged Ji Mo's hand.

After seeing such a situation, Chu Yang immediately turned and walked away.

Ji Mo helplessly put out his hands, "No, I don't have any more…"

"I want to match blades with you!" Mo Qing Wu shouted angrily, insisting on it even more than before.

Ji Mo staggered and almost fell to the ground, "Xiao Wu, this… a blade match is no joking matter…"

"Then you better tell me a story right now!"

"I am out of stories…" Ji Mo anxiously jumped toward Gu Du Xing and Luo Ke Di and kowtowed them repeatedly, "Big brothers, please help! This is a Jiang Hu emergency… Tell… tell a story. Aah…"

"Never!" Gu Du Xing and company tried to hold back their laughter. They did not hide the fact that they all enjoyed seeing him struggle and at the mercy of Mo Qing Wu.

"You must match blades with me!" Mo Qing Wu would not be appeased.

"A blade match, would that be okay?" Ji Mo asked, looking hopeful.

"Um, I think it will be okay!" Mo Qing Wu bit her nails as she thought carefully before answering with certainty.

"Very well! I will match blades with you!" Ji Mo had a tragic expression on his face as he grabbed the sword. He thought to himself: It would be fine if I just make contact a few times and declare that she is the winner.

Little did he know… Mo Qing Wu jumped up in a flash holding a tattered scabbard and began swinging wildly.

A red glow blurred Ji Mo's vision… In shock, he was unable to control the force of the saber, and could only raise his sword to block…

Crack!

Ji Mo froze! Luo Ke Di froze! Gu Du Xing froze…

Everyone froze.

Both sword and sheath in Ji Mo's hand had turned into four pieces!

"What kind of saber is this?" Ji Mo's head was covered in cold sweat. He looked at the red glowing saber in alarm.

"Brother Chu Yang gave it to me!" Mo Qing Wu proudly held onto the saber, "Brother Ji Mo, would you dare chop my sword and second elder brother's sword again?"

It seems that Xiao Wu and Second Elder Brother Mo Tian Ji have great affection for each other… Chu Yang thought.

"No, no, I would not dare!" Ji Mo wiped his sweat. However, the fear of getting caught off guard still lingered, "Luckily, I used Luo Ke Di's sword. If I had used my sword, it would have bad…"

"What? My sword?" Luo Ke Di who was laughing heartily over the misery of another when the situation suddenly took an unexpected turn. Ji Mo used my sword?

In a flash, his face became contorted in anger. It was as if his heart had been stabbed as he roared, "Ji Mo! You are a dead pig! You are a rogue who deserves to be punished by getting slashed ten thousand times! Aahhh… My sword!"

Ji Mo quickly ran. He looked back and said, "Isn't it just a sword? Look at yourself; you look like a bear…"

"That was a birthday gift from my fiancée!" Luo Ke Di was filled with anger as he jumped forward. While one gave chase and the other tried to escape. In a moment, they had circled the tiny island a few times.

"Xiao Wu, come here!" Chu Yang's face became serious.

"Brother Chu Yang…" Little miss became anxious and bit her nails.

"From now on, you cannot do that to your family. Understood?" Chu Yang said gravely, "You see, Brother Luo is hurt!" He suddenly thought about how Mo Qing Wu would always find people to match blades in the previous life. It was only matter of time that this would invite trouble.

"Brother Chu Yang, I won't…" Mo Qing Wu eyes became teary and she started crying.

"It's okay; just remember!" Chu Yang coaxed.

The little girl nodded energetically. She then looked up and asked, "Brother Chu Yang, what is a fiancée?"