02x09 - Episode 9

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Father!

Father!

It's you?

How did you

sneak in?

Guards!

- You still haven't answered my question.
- Help!

How did Lord Anle

die?

San Lang!

San Lang.

Calm down first.

It's all right.

Let him go.

I've never seen San Lang
this enraged before.

What could have happened?

San Lang?

Why are you...

ADAPTED FROM THE NOVEL
HEAVEN'S OFFICIAL BLESSING

BY JINJIANG LITERATURE CITY,
AUTHOR MO XIANG TONG XIU

San Lang would never harm me.

But what if he loses control like earlier?

Why is my voice also...

You one-eyed mad dog!

Did I bother you
even when I was eating at home?

How did Lord Anle die?

It's none of your business!

How did

Lord Anle die?

Can't you check the history books?

If everything in history books were true,

would I bother asking
someone useless like you?

Tell me.

How did

Lord Anle die?

It was Lang Qianqiu!

Lang Qianqiu k*lled Lord Anle!

Who are you?

Why are you spouting nonsense
and accusing people?

Anle and I are clearly friends!

Who did you say k*lled him?

Are you Lang Qianqiu?

What the hell?

Why are you here too?

And Anle

clearly d*ed of illness!

That's bullshit!

There were no symptoms
before the Golden Feast,

but he d*ed from illness afterward?

Who would believe such nonsense?

If it wasn't you anyway,

it was those old farts from Yong'an.

You...

Indeed,

the Green Ghost is despicably low,

as the rumors say!

Me? Despicable?

Being despicable is still better
than being stupid like you!

Can Xianle and Yong'an
put aside past grievances

and live in peace?

And you say you're friends!

You're just as nauseatingly hypocritical

as your parents!

Shut up!

My father and mother
were completely genuine,

with no trace of insincerity!

Is giving back stolen goods as charity

your idea of sincerity?

You rebellious traitor,
you have some nerve!

You...

- You...
- But Anle's death was quite worth it.

This is bad!

He d*ed alone in Xianle,

but Yong'an

lost all the Golden Feast attendees!

What a bargain!

Such a good deal!

What did you say?

It's a pity though.

I couldn't k*ll you along with him.

Otherwise,

the taste of being the last of your line...

What do you mean by not k*lling me too?

Truly, like father like son.

It truly amazes me

that your stupidity transcended 100 years!

Did you really believe
a Xianle royal clan descendant

would befriend the Yong'an royal family?

It was all to gather information
from the palace,

making it easier for the Golden Feast
bloodbath on your birthday!

People from Xianle are utterly
disgusted by those from Yong'an.

If there's anyone who doesn't hate you,

they deserve to be cut
into 1,000 pieces and fried!

Were Lord Anle

and the Imperial Preceptor

in...

on it together?

The Imperial Preceptor?

Fang Xin?

Who would be in on it with him?

You said Anle planned
the Golden Feast bloodbath,

but I clearly saw the Imperial Preceptor.

I...

Who knows what he was up to?

Lang Qianqiu,

listen carefully.

Yong'an's Golden Feast's bloodbath

was the doing of the Xianle people!

You're lying.

If I lie to deceive you,
will you promote me to Devastation?

Then why didn't you admit it back then?

Since someone else took the blame,
why would I?

I get it now.

I heard

you nailed your master in a coffin, right?

How can there be someone
as clueless as you?

You k*lled the wrong person!

That's not true!

If it were true,

even if he didn't say it,

what about you?

Why didn't you say anything too?

Who the hell is he?

Are you all here

for a party or something?

If you clearly didn't commit the m*rder,

why confess?

That's full of nonsense!

Who's full of nonsense?

You.

Words alone are not enough.

What evidence do you have to prove

that a Xianle royal descendant
committed the Golden Feast m*ssacre?

He already k*lled them.

Hundreds of years have passed.

What evidence could there be?

That's why I said you're full of nonsense.

Xianle and Yong'an are both remnants
of the old dynasty that's long gone.

Yet

you're still clinging to those
ancient events and stirring up trouble.

What's the point?

I k*lled your father.

You saw it yourself.

It couldn't possibly be fake.

It wasn't long

after my second demotion then.

I wasn't mature
and was filled with discontent,

so that led to a great mistake.

The fault

is all mine.

And this person...

is spouting nonsense!

He's just seeking revenge
because you called him despicable.

Don't trust him!

Yes,

it was you.

It's not someone else.

It can only be you.

Crown Prince Cousin?

Is it you?

Cousin?

Qi Rong.

You've been living

quite remarkably these years.

I see.

I got it!

You're Fang Xin.

It was you!

How did I not think of this sooner?

I should've realized it a long time ago!

What's so funny?

I'm laughing at my good cousin.

How is that your business?

However,

I'm sorry for saying your stupidity

transcended 100 years.

I apologize.

Like master, like disciple.

With your master's character,

how much smarter could you possibly be?

As for my good cousin

who went to become
Yong'an's Imperial Preceptor.

He only ended up

being stabbed to death
by his good disciple.

Isn't that funny?

Isn't it spectacular?

I'm being too kind
in saying you deserved it.

You were truly asking for...

You won't let me say it, but I insist...

You were asking for it!

San Lang,

forget it.

Why should I?

It's not worth it.

He's difficult to argue with.

I'll deal with him.

Just ignore him.

San Lang.

Fine.

Why are you pretending to be kind?

If you really didn't want him to hit me,
you should've stopped him from the start!

Are you mistaken about something?

I stopped him

just for him not to dirty his hands.

Crown Prince Cousin,

you have a good relationship
with Hua Cheng.

You even call him San Lang.

That's quite intimate.

Crown Prince Cousin,

you're a heavenly official.

How can you associate
with demons and monsters?

After all, you are so perfect,

pure, and flawless.

Your holy light illuminates the world.

All these years,

I've been thinking about you constantly.

Look at this carefully crafted statue
I made for you.

What do you think?

Isn't it well-made?

Do you like it?

You don't like it?

Even better!

I'll make a few more for you.

It's decently made,

but your taste is not very good.

You've worked hard.

Be content with it.

Who would be willing to worship you

and make statues for you nowadays?

I bet you begged your way

into ascension this time too, didn't you?

Disgusting!

Someone who's almost 800 years old
is living like this.

What a failure!

I am quite a failure,

unlike you.

Only 800 years old and already a Wrath.

Fine!

You two...

Looking at you two,

could it be that you begged Hua Cheng

to purposely come to mess with me
to vent your anger?

Well,

it does seem a bit like that.

Look.

As soon as I started criticizing you,

he got all fired up like that!

Could it be that the holy light shining
above your head

moved and blinded him?

Look at my perceptiveness!

It seems like he's originally blind!

Crown Prince Cousin.

You hit me.

You actually hit me!

My goodness,

our elegant, kind,
and compassionate Crown Prince,

who won't even step on an ant,

actually gave me attitude

and lectured me!

Is...

Is he crazy?

This is incredible!

Not only is he insane,

- He actually hit me.
- but he's also mentally twisted.

You shouldn't believe what he says.

Don't be quick to call me crazy.

Let me ask you.

How did Lord Anle die?

After Anle's death,

I dissected his body

and saw his organs shattered
by an extremely sharp sword energy.

But externally,
there was no trace of injury.

He just kept vomiting blood

and eventually d*ed.

An ordinary swordsman
couldn't have done it.

I initially thought the Yong'an bandits
played some tricks.

Now that I think about it,

there's someone else
who could do such a thing.

That person, of course,

is my fair and just good cousin.

After all, our Crowned Martial God,

the Crown Prince,

is also an immaculate and extraordinary
Tianshan Snow Lotus!

What exactly are you trying to say?

Who's the culprit?

What happened at the Golden Feast?

And what about Lord Anle?

Do you still not understand?

It seems like you really don't know
what kind of person your master is!

Come on!

Let me explain it to you properly.

The things

that my good cousin,

your good master,

and the former Prince Xianle did.

Let him speak!

Why bother listening
to a madman's nonsense?

You're saying I'm crazy?

Who's the one who has gone mad?

San Lang?

It's such a pity for Anle.

He was clearly
a fine young man from Xianle.

He always obeyed my words!

He pretended to be good to you,

became your older brother and friend,

and pleased your dumbass parents.

- San Lang.
- Gosh!

Shameless.

It's amazing you even believed him.

You even asked him
to be in charge of the Golden Feast.

Master,

are you really not coming
to the Golden Feast tomorrow?

Yes, I'm not going.

Anle guessed right again!

What? What did he guess right?

Anle was sure you
wouldn't join the festivities

and said you'd definitely
decline Father's invitation.

Gosh,

the Golden Feast
is for Father and Mother's enjoyment.

- I'm just happy to come out and have fun!
- Yummy candied hawthorns!

- I want one. Give me one.
- Come here.

Since the accident when I was twelve,

- they never let me out even with a guard.
- Check out the lion dance!

This time, if you didn't agree
to accompany me...

The Imperial Preceptor
also had conditions.

Your Highness, do you still remember?

Wait!

Your...

Young Master!

Wasn't there an agreement?

First, don't reveal your identity.

Second,

don't act recklessly.

Third, you absolutely must not...

Don't worry. I remember!

A thief!

My purse!

Let go!

Hand it over!

Please

give it back.

- That's so reckless.
- Yes.

This is...

My grandfather has bad legs.

That money was for his medicine.

Unbelievable!

Stop right there!

Don't worry.

Please wait here.

Take care of her.

Stop!

Ladies and gentlemen!

That was just a little show of skill!

Next, I'll show you
a high-level performance!

Keep your eyes peeled!

I'm sorry!

Who is this guy?

Great!

XIANLE LANE

What's going on?

These are all top-notch goods, folks.

Feel free to take a look!

Qianqiu!

Give me

the purse!

What's happening?

Why is someone lying on the ground?

It seems like he was knocked down.

People of Yong'an

are bullying the people of Xianle!

How is this about Yong'an and Xianle?
You were...

Yong'an people clearly think

I'm an easy target from Xianle!

You att*cked me without any reason!

You even stole my purse!

You...

How dare you...

They said someone stole money.

What?

It's in broad daylight.

- Such audacity!
- Right.

He seems to be from Yong'an.

Everyone saw it!

People from Yong'an are coming
to our territory to bully us!

I'm just earning an honest living
and I got robbed!

Old man, please be the judge.

It's not like he said.

How...

How can you

spew such nonsense?

My purse is in your hands!

You dare to rob me and not admit it?

It's not true!

Do you think we've all gone blind?

Why...

Why did you hit me, you old fart!

Who should I hit if not you?

You hit the wrong person!

I hit exactly who I wanted to!

Is this purse yours?

You're young, strong, and physically able.

- Why not do something other than steal?
- Yes.

- He's right.
- It doesn't add up.

Exactly this purse looks so delicate.

I think he's the thief.

He got caught and he's blaming them!

With so many new gold workshops opening,

can't he find a way to make a living?

Just trying to benefit
from others' hard work!

And he's stirring up trouble
between Yong'an and Xianle.

Maybe that would've worked
a few years ago, but now?

Does he really think we're blind,
deaf, or ungrateful?

Can't we see the good
others have done for us?

Enough talking.

This kind of person
probably wouldn't understand.

- Take him directly to the authorities!
- Yes.

- Stop.
- Where are you going?

- What else can you say?
- That's right.

- Let me go. I won't do it again.
- Young man.

- Let go.
- Are you a young master from Yong'an?

You ran through several streets.

You're quite bold!

If I hadn't recognized
my granddaughter's purse,

you probably wouldn't be able

to argue against him.

Grandfather.

Grandfather.

What are you doing here?

If your legs are bad, you should rest!

This old ailment doesn't bother me.

Here you go.

Thank you.

There's a royal family
birthday celebration these days.

We have some festivities here too.

Young Master,
stay for a while before you leave!

Yes, it's quite lively!

There are songs and a market!

Even Yong'an people come
to enjoy themselves.

Come on.

Let me show you around!

- Go.
- Come on.

Let's go.

Come collect it tomorrow afternoon.

All right!

Thank you in advance then.

Master!

Guess what I discovered.

It turns out all the palace's exquisite
and magnificent gold ornaments

were crafted by the skilled hands
of the exiled Xianle remnants!

And the Xianle clan always had a passion
for painting and calligraphy.

They also excel in music.

It's really interesting!

It's completely different from
the martial arts culture Yong'an promotes!

I should have come here
more often to explore.

Actually,

a long time ago,

Xianle and Yong'an
were originally one family.

Although royal turnover is inevitable,

the bloodline

is passed down

among the common people.

Qianqiu,

do you know what's most important

in being the ruler of a nation?

These people,

whether rich or poor,

from Yong'an or Xianle,

have different personalities

and their own hidden agenda.

Yet they will all be your people.

Your Highness.

Take care of your people.

Yes, Master.

I'll always remember that!

I'll also remind Your Highness
at all times!

It's getting late.

Let's go back.

ANLE'S RESIDENCE