Wang Ye looked coldly at Sun Wan: "I wanted to kill him just now, but I changed my mind."
Sun Wan felt a moment of joy.
But Wang Ye's next words plunged the hopeful Sun Wan into utter despair.
"I want the Ice Snow Dynasty to investigate the crimes he's committed and resolve him in front of all the citizens!"
In Wang Ye's view, killing Sun Wan so easily would be too lenient a punishment.
It's better to kill Sun Wan directly.
Wang Ye's words made Sun Wan black out and in an instant, he fell, losing consciousness.
...
Two First Grade Cultivators escorted Sun Wan away.
Before leaving, they promised Wang Ye they would do as he said.
"Saint Heir!"
"Saint Heir!"
"Saint Heir!"
As the two First Grade Cultivators left, the young magicians below erupted in cheers.
They admired Wang Ye immensely!
Sun Wan's misdeeds were notorious throughout the Ice Snow Dynasty, and many of these scholars had wished to skin Sun Wan alive during their discussions.
But they only dared to talk about it privately.
They didn't even dare to bring it up openly.
And in this situation, Wang Ye directly resolved it, invigorating the people.
Even Tian Hailin and Zhou Ke joined in the shouting.
To avoid being recognized, Tian Hailin and Zhou Ke had disguised themselves beforehand and thus shouted freely without embarrassment.
"Alright."
Wang Ye gestured to the scholars.
The scholars immediately quieted down.
It was clear how significant Wang Ye's presence was to them.
Wang Ye glanced over the scholars and instructed them:
"You might try learning the way of the magicians. You are already very knowledgeable, and learning this path could lead to great opportunities."
"We will heed the Saint Heir's teachings."
A chorus of responses rose from the floor.
Their expressions were earnest, showing they truly took Wang Ye's words to heart, not just paying lip service.
Watching from the side, Zhou Ke and Tian Hailin were pleased.
Though they had ruled out the last option from the start.
Having more magicians in Wei City was certainly favorable to them.
"Alright."
Zhou Ke messaged Wang Ye: "That's enough. You've saved the Oiran and are connected somehow. If you want to see her, go quickly; no need to linger here."
Zhou Ke felt Wang Ye was delaying.
If you want to see her, just go directly.
Doing other things to cover it up beforehand feels immature.
Zhou Ke's message made Wang Ye smile wryly.
He did want to see her.
Yet Wang Ye felt uncertain about how to face the situation.
He saved Ning Mei not due to any connection but because she reminded him of Bai Mei'er.
In truth, Wang Ye didn't want to see her.
But Wang Ye knew that not meeting would leave things unresolved.
"Then I'll go."
Wang Ye said to Zhou Ke and, after greeting the scholars, left directly.
The scholars' faces glowed with pride.
Wang Ye was a First Grade Peak Cultivator!
A First Grade Peak Cultivator greeted them; telling others would surely earn envious looks.
If they truly became magicians because of this, they would have more to boast about.
For they became magicians under Wang Ye's guidance.
...
Shuiyuelou.
In the pavilion.
Ning Mei and Xue Shuiyue had been here all along.
Seeing Wang Ye was fine, and the two First Grade Cultivators seemed fearful of him, they felt reassured and soon calmed down.
Watching Wang Ye approach, Ning Mei's mind conjured a scene.
The scene was blurry.
It seemed like Wang Ye was approaching her in the scene too.
But the person watching Wang Ye approach didn't seem to be her.
Just someone very similar.
Wang Ye moved swiftly.
Even while controlling his pace, he soon reached the pavilion.
Upon entering, Wang Ye nodded slightly at Ning Mei, then turned his gaze to Xue Shuiyue.
Xue Shuiyue, worthy as the owner of Shuiyuelou, understood Wang Ye immediately without him speaking when he looked her way.
Xue Shuiyue smiled at Wang Ye:
"I suddenly remembered I have many things to handle at Shuiyuelou, so I'll leave first."
Without waiting for Wang Ye to speak, she left.
Wang Ye: "..."
Why did Xue Shuiyue's expression resemble that of Meng Qian when she left Wang Ye and Lin Shuang alone?
After Xue Shuiyue left, Wang Ye looked at Ning Mei.
For a moment, he didn't know what to say.
Facing several First Grade Cultivators earlier, Wang Ye was calm, yet now he seemed somewhat restrained.
Ning Mei was the first to speak:
"You helped me because I resemble someone you once knew, right?"
Wang Ye's pupils shrank as he looked at Ning Mei.
How did Ning Mei know?
Though his actions might make it easy for her to guess, Ning Mei's certainty was beyond mere speculation.
But.
As Ning Mei spoke, she was utterly certain.
"Yes."
Wang Ye nodded.
"Was it a guess, or is there another reason?"
The more he observed, the more Ning Mei resembled Su Meier, almost as if Su Meier's image overlapped with Ning Mei's when he saw her.
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