Martial Arts Escort System: I Got A Maxed Level Divine Technique From The Beginning-Chapter 414 - 206: Yue 9

Kill you!

These two words were like two swords, flying out from this woman’s mouth, attempting to pierce Su Mo’s heart.

Yet Su Mo looked as if he had been struck by a sword, his face filled with astonishment and disbelief.

"What... may I ask, how did this junior offend the senior to such an extent that, while still in swaddling clothes, a deadly blow was almost dealt?"

"You, a wailing infant, how could you have offended me?"

The woman lowered her head again, observing what she had just written on the desk, the brilliance in her eyes constantly shifting, elusive and unpredictable.

At last, she smiled faintly, and the killing intent dissipated completely clean, with the sound of clashing sword edges swept away into nothingness.

She raised her head again to look at Su Mo: "But really, do you not know why I wanted to kill you?"

"If the senior said that the junior was still in swaddling clothes at the time, how could I possibly know why the senior wanted to kill me?"

"You didn’t know back then, and you still don’t know now?"

"I do not know; I ask the senior to enlighten me."

"Humph."

The woman stopped at this point, suddenly letting out a cold hum: "I initially thought you were unlike him, but now I see, I was mistaken.

"But hearing what you’ve said, it seems you really are not aware that Duan Song had visited before."

Su Mo raised his eyebrows but still stubbornly said: "Duan Song...who is that?"

Hearing his question, the woman chuckled.

She gave Su Mo a meaningful look: "I understand Qiuyu very well."

The corners of Su Mo’s mouth twitched, as he could already predict what she was about to say.

And sure enough, the woman began speaking faintly: "When she first met you, she would have judged you because of the relationship between Lengyue Palace and Ziyang Sect.

"But with you having saved her life twice, she would certainly explain the grudge between Lengyue Palace and Ziyang Sect, or rather, between me and Duan Song.

"You made a trip to Haoran Academy, where Duan Song, after failing to propose to me and being invited by Yang Yizhi, also went to Haoran Academy.

"However, back then I never anticipated that Yang Yizhi would always be Yang Yizhi.

"That Iron Blood Dragon Spear would never change with the passing of years.

"He had Duan Song take his place, and used it as an opportunity for the golden cicada shedding its skin.

"But when Duan Song reached Luoxia City, he met you and the Yang Family’s miss, who by then had already known about this affair."

After speaking all this in one breath, she looked at Su Mo:

"Yang Yizhi’s fake death, you are aware of.

"Who Duan Song is, you are clear.

"And now you say you don’t know why I harbored murderous intentions against you in your infancy?

"How can I believe you?"

Su Mo was at a loss for words for a moment, thinking to himself, Duan Song, oh Duan Song, the proverbial loyal dog, ending up with nothing in the end.

You can’t hide any secrets at all!

Why didn’t you just take the Secret Message Box and return to the Ziyang Sect?

What the hell were you doing running to Lengyue Palace for no reason?

If you had to visit Lengyue Palace, why did you babble endlessly in front of this person?

As a result, I am now so passive.

Seeing that Su Mo had nothing to say, the woman scoffed coldly:

"I was about to say, you still come off as an upright gentleman. Quite different from your father, who seems loyal and good but is actually deceitful.

"But it looks like I was wrong after all.

"You and your father... are cut from the same cloth, truly his son."

Su Mo sighed: "As a son speaking of one’s father, I ask the senior to speak with caution."

"How so?"

The woman gave him a glance: "Can I not speak of it?"

Su Mo was momentarily speechless. Ordinary people naturally could not speak of it, but this person in front of him was one of the few who could.

So he sighed again: "Regarding the past between the senior and my father, I indeed know a little. But as a junior speaking of elders’ affairs, I truly did not dare to speculate, hence my feigned ignorance.

"It’s my fault, I ask for the senior’s forgiveness."

"Who’s asking for your apology?"

The woman gave another cold hum.

In the next moment, a white figure flashed, and Su Mo’s vision blurred as the woman already appeared in front of him.

The scent of her perfume overwhelmed him, and Su Mo instinctively clenched his fists, only to see the woman standing in front of him, simply watching him quietly.

She was much shorter than Su Mo, yet her eyes at the moment were like autumn waters.

Merely looking in silence, it was as if she had thousands of words to convey.

The sorrow and urgency were more than evident.

Su Mo, caught off guard, sighed. The woman in front of him was actually not looking at him at this moment.

Instead... it was Su Tianyang.

Twenty years she devoted in vain, it wouldn’t hurt to look twice, but looking too often would seem strange.

So Su Mo politely bowed with his hands clasped:

"The junior, Su Mo, pays respects to the senior."

The depth of affection in the woman’s eyes scattering away like smoke.

With a slight sigh and a gentle swipe of her sleeve:

"Back then, a moment’s caprice nearly led me to end your life in person.

"Now that you pretend ignorance, I cannot find blame within you, after all."

"...By the way, why did the senior change your mind at that time?"

Su Mo asked out of curiosity.

The woman glanced at Su Mo, with an expression slightly odd:

"Back then, it was the height of summer.

"Your mother needed to recover postpartum, she was sound asleep.

"When I sneaked into the escort agency, I saw you lying there, only a small piece of cotton on your belly, with your tiny fists clenched tightly, also deep in sleep.

"With grievances in my heart, I picked you up, intending to end your life with a single palm."