Chapter 160: Shizun, do you remember the Voice Changing Technique from the inn back then?

When the surrounding guests heard this, quite a few of them had already revealed a look of disdain, their gazes drifting between Ye Wangxi, Nangong Si and Song Qiutong. Someone whispered, “What a scum…” “Young master Nangong is not angry yet?” “It turns out that Miss Song was forced into the corner out of helplessness, so… Sigh, no wonder she… As a daughter of the house, what can she do in front of the two prosperous Young Masters?” The man in black learned to forget his emotions and was unpredictably caught by the Tianwen. Fortunately, he avoided it quickly, the injury was not serious, and he was not entangled, but the cloak was still broken. Blood splattered everywhere. He let out a muffled groan, no longer daring to be negligent. He was hiding from the willow vine of Chu Wanning more and it was hindering him more frequently than before, but he still did not let Ye Wangxi go. “Young Master Ye, Miss Song did not dare to admit to what happened two days ago. I'm afraid she was probably worried that she would hurt your peace with Master Nangong. However, the blue sky has eyes and it is clear to whatever is not open to the public. Do you not have the slightest bit of shame, and do not intend to lower your head and apologize in front of everyone?!” Ye Wangxi was extremely angry, but he also found it ridiculous. He said, “What crime have I committed?” “You are not guilty, is it Miss Song's fault alone? Although she didn't resist, I think she was only being coerced by you. Are you trying to say that she took the initiative to recruit you? You didn't force her?” At this moment, Nangong Si, who was quiet, suddenly turned around, lowered his head to look at Song Qiutong and reached out a hand to help her up. Song Qiutong thought that he had extended his hand in an attempt to confirm the Shrine sand on her wrist. When she woke up this morning, she found that the cinnabar on her wrist had disappeared, causing her heart to panic even more. However, this situation was getting darker, and she was unable to explain it clearly for the moment. She thought that she would soon have a wedding night with Nangong Si in the dazzling bridal chamber. At that time, the cinnabar would also disappear on its own, so it would be better to not say anything for the next two days, in order to avoid any further misunderstandings. Who would have thought that someone would splash dirty water on her like this… Recalling that she was indeed rescued by Ye Wangxi, and that she had once served him as his attendant, and then thinking that her cinnabar had disappeared and the red mole on her leg had been clearly pointed out, it was incontrovertible and she felt her mind buzzing and did not know what to do. Amidst the chaos, she raised her moist eyes and looked at the vast crowd, only to see those people looking at her contemptuously and pitifully, whispering to each other and gossiping among themselves, and seeing Ye Wangxi standing alone, calmly being pointed at thousands of people. That black-clothed man was still being chased around by Chu-zongshi's willow vines, as he kept yelling, “Ye Wangxi! You and I have held grudges for a long time, and today I will expose you. You are a hypocrite! You fornicated with the Young Master's wife, forcing a young lady from a good family, how vicious is that?!” Song Qiutong was taken aback for a moment, then realized what she should do. It was impossible to get rid of the charges. Listening to the tone of the black-clothed man, it seemed that the man in black had a deep grudge against Ye Wangxi, and was trying all the possible means to destroy Ye Wangxi's noble reputation as a gentleman. She could not bear the crime of fornication, but if she were to follow the words of the black clothed man and say that she was forced to do so by Ye Wangxi, then at least… She almost hysterically yelled, “He's the one who dirtied me!” Nangong Si's hand suddenly froze. He stood on the spot and stared at her in shock. It was as if he couldn't believe that his fiancee had been really defiled by his father's right hand. He was completely shocked. Song Qiutong covered her face and sobbed. She choked and said, “Yes, it was Young Master Ye who humiliated me. He... He forced me... I never promised…” Nangong Si glared at her, the candlelight that was blazing brightly suddenly flickered, his eyes darkened, and after a while, he lowered his hand that was about to pull Song Qiutong up. His voice was hoarse and sparks flew everywhere: “Do you know what you are talking about?” Seeing that he was furious, Song Qiutong felt even more apprehensive, crying: “Young Master, I'm sorry… I was afraid that my Young Master wouldn't allow me, so… I have… never dared to say it… I'm more afraid… and even more afraid to speak. I was afraid that if I said it out loud, I would make Young Master Ye and Young Master Nangong enemies. He is so highly treasured by the sect leader. If a rift between the two of you happens, wouldn't the Rufeng Sect be divided into half?!” As she spoke, she leaned down, her long sleeves falling to the ground. Her slender shoulders couldn't help but tremble, and she looked miserable and lamentable at the same time. “Qiutong really doesn't know what to do… and didn't even dare to ask for the Sect Leader to make the decision. The humiliation she had suffered could only be concealed by herself… My Young Master, Qiutong is ashamed of it, but… but she is sincere to you…” But Nangong Si's face was pale white. He retreated backwards and shook his head, repeating: “You know… Do you know what you're talking about?” Song Qiutong's silky black hair covered her shoulders as the dim light in the lantern's shadow glimmered like silk, further making her seem delicate and pitiful. She sobbed sorrowfully, “It's Qiutong who is at fault. Young Master Nangong, I should not have hidden it from you, but I'm lonely, I…” Nangong Si suddenly yelled and interrupted her, “Do you know what you just said?!” “I…” Song Qiutong's entire body trembled violently from his voice as she raised her head. Her beautiful hair was wet from the tears, and her delicate face was full of tears. Her lips could not help but tremble, “I…” “How can you do such a thing? You dare to… You can actually do such a thing?!” When the crowd heard Nangong Si talking like this, they could not help but frown and exchange glances with each other. Some of them could not help but whisper, “I have long heard that the Rufeng Sect respects men and women, and are low and humble, but I did not expect that such a thing would happen. It's really cold that the one Nangong Si blamed was not Ye Wangxi, but the innocent Miss Song.” “Yeah, he's really shameless.” Chu Wanning had already retracted his willow vines when he heard that Song Qiutong had admitted to it. At this time, seeing Nangong Si react like this, he was also a little at loss. In his memory, although Nangong Si was occasionally arrogant and willful, he still had a good conduct and was by no means such an unreasonable person. If this matter was true then he should at least investigate this fault, and further investigate Ye Wangxi instead of Song Qiutong. But from the looks of it, all of Nangong Si's anger was directed at Song Qiutong… How could this be so? Among all the guests, only Mei Hanxue was peacefully seated. He drank his wine as he watched the scene unfold with excitement. If Xue Meng was here at this time, he would have noticed that the Mei Hanxue here and the one he normally saw, were completely different. At this moment, he was just like a romantic seed from the Peach Blossom Spring, with spring in the corner of his eyes and with very suavity. Song Qiutong was still weeping and complaining, pushing all sorts of ugly things onto Ye Wangxi. Ye Wangxi was probably horrified by her words, and could not even utter a single word. He could only stare with wide eyes dumbfoundedly at the girl whom he had saved from the Xuanyuan Pavilion. “It's Qiutong who was weak. She didn't have the courage to prove herself before Young Master Ye showed up and was frivolous to prove her innocence. The Young Master had bestowed everything that he had gained upon the body of the duckweed, and everything that he had gained was due to him. But now … Now that he knew he was in the wrong… I… I've heard everything from my Young Master…” When he had finished listening to her cries, he suddenly raised his head and closed his eyes. The light that was originally lively and warm was now shining on his face, causing a dark shadow to billow about. His eyelashes trembled as if he was doing his best to suppress something. His palms formed into fists, completely devoid of any flesh and blood. His Adam's apple was bobbing in his throat, and his heart was in turmoil like a raging sea. He endured, his cheekbones were sharp, his forehead veins bulging. He endured, his bones shivering and trembling, blood flowed fiercely in his heart. He endured, and finally could not hold it in anymore. He violently cursed, pulled out his sword and slashed the table before Song Qiutong into two abruptly! A mess! “Song Qiutong, do you know… in my life, the thing that I hate the most and find intolerable is lying!!” As soon as he finished his sentence, he suddenly shouted, “Ye Wangxi!!” “... Young Master Nangong.” “Ye Wangxi, come over here!” “...” He suddenly turned his head around, his eyes red and wet with tears. “Come here!!” Ye Wangxi walked over, and the spectators thought that in the next moment, Nangong Si's sword would stab straight into Ye Wangxi's chest, directly cutting open the stomach of the courteous beast and snake, pulling out the heart and throwing it onto the ground. They held their breath, staring nervously at the scene before them. Nangong Si gasped, and stared at Ye Wangxi for a while before saying hoarsely: “...You, remove the Voice Changing Technique.” “Voice Changing Technique?” Everyone was stunned as they looked at each other: “What does this have to do with the voice changing technique?” “That's right. This is so strange. What is this Ye Wangxi trying to do with the Voice Changing Technique? Was his original voice really that scary that it would frighten others? Or was there something shameful about his original voice?” However, Ye Wangxi lowered his eyes and said, “Young Master, I can't remove it.” Nangong Si was startled, he stared at him and asked: “What did you say?” “Since I was thirteen, I have been using the Voice Changing Technique all day long. I have been using this voice for over ten years, and the Voice Changing Technique has already penetrated deep into my spiritual core.” Ye Wangxi paused for a moment before saying calmly, “I will never be able to regain my original voice.” “...” Nangong Si took a step back, horrified. After a long while, he raised his head to look at the man sitting up high with an obscure expression and muttered, “Father?” Nangong Liu finally spoke out, “Si-Er, this is indeed a pity, but… the change of voice was indeed a voluntary act on Ye Wangxi's part. Now it has reached to this point where it's unexpected. You don't have to think too much about it.” “But…” Nangong Liu walked down the high platform and stood behind the many guards. He stood with his hands behind his back and said, “Father knows that you are very friendly with Ye Wangxi. I am even more grateful for his loyalty to you over the years. But all comes back to me. For one thing, he... fornicating with Song Qiutong, disregarding his relationship, and deceiving and offending the Young Master is a huge crime.” It never occurred to him that Nangong Liu would say such a thing. Nangong Si said in astonishment, “Father!!” Nangong Liu waved his hand, a blue light flashed and Nangong Si was immediately enveloped by a binding enchantment. He was taken aback for a moment, but then he angrily roared and smashed it inside, but the enchantment was passed down by the Rufeng Sect for generations, and because the Rufeng Sect's one generation had once killed his father for the seizure of the throne, the Sect Leader's son was able to sign a blood contract with his father when he was young. This enchantment was specially used by his father to detain his son, but it lasted for less than an hour. No matter how powerful Nangong Si's force is, he couldn't break free at all. The words that he had shouted inside the barrier had been completely sealed and couldn't be transmitted to the outside at all… At this point, it was better to admit that Ye Wangxi had a secret relationship with Song Qiutong than to reveal the other secrets of the Rufeng Sect. Nangong Liu walked over to the black-clothed man and cupped his hands in greeting and said, “Although I do not know what grudges Xianjun has with Ye Wangxi, it is fortunate that Xianjun has brought up this matter today. Otherwise, we would have truly met with misfortune.” The black clothed man said lightly: “Sect Leader Nangong is courteous.” “Men, capture Ye Wangxi immediately! Push to—” “Hold on.” The sudden action of the black clothed man caused Nangong Liu to feel uneasy. However, his face remained impassive as he smiled, “Xianjun, do you have any other advice for me?” “I am thinking that your son has only said a few words about the matter about the changing of voice. Why is the Sect Leader so anxious and in a hurry to imprison Young Master Ye?” “Ah, this is a personal affair of our Rufeng Sect, so it would be inconvenient for us to elaborate on it here…” The black clothed man smiled and said, “Sect Leader Nangong, for the sake of the reputation of the Rufeng Sect, you really know what it means to abandon your home and protect someone's. The pitiful Miss Ye had protected and risked her life for your sect for more than ten years, and now, you actually caused her to suffer her innocence in order to preserve your dignity.” As soon as this statement came out, the others had yet to react, but Nangong Liu's expression abruptly changed. Sitting down, Mei Hanxue smiled, poured another pot of wine, took a sip, and put it down. Nangong Liu's face turned a little sallow under the candlelight. After a long while, he asked with a forced smile, “What is Miss Ye… sir…” The man in black's eyes were bright as if piercing, his voice echoing clearly and loudly in the hall, and each word spoken were shocking. “Ye Wangxi isn't a man at all.”