The Untamed ( Wei Wuxian and Lan Zhan )
Chapter 118 : Memories
Jin Guang Yao grinned, "The master is right before my eyes, but I'd never dare to trouble him."
Lan XiChen, "Why not? Young Master, sit, please."
And Jin GuangYao sat down in front of him, his back straight and still. He pretended as though he was a student humbly listening to advice, "Teacher Lan, what will you be teaching?"
Lan XiChen, "How about Sound of Lucidity?"
Jin GuangYao's eyes lit up, but before he could speak, Nie MingJue looked up, "Sound of Lucidity is one of the GusuLan Sect's exclusive teachings. It shouldn't be leaked."
Lan XiChen, though, didn't seem to mind. He smiled, "Sound of Lucidity is different from Sound of Vanquish in that its usage is to clear one's mind. How selfish must I be to withhold such a therapeutic technique? Besides, why would teaching it to our third brother be considered as a leakage?"
Seeing that his heart was set, Nie MingJue didn't say anything further.
One day, the moment he returned to the main hall of the Unclean Realm, he saw about a dozen folding fans, all lined in gold, flattened out one next to the other in front of Nie HuaiSang, who was touching them tenderly, mumbling as he compared the inscriptions written on each one. Immediately, veins protruded from Nie MingJue's forehead, "Nie HuaiSang!" Nie HuaiSang fell at once. He really did fall to his knees from the terror. He only staggered up after he finished kneeling, "B-b-b-brother."
Nie MingJue, "Where is your saber?"
Nie HuaiSang cowered, "In... in my room. No, in the school grounds. No, let me... think..."
Wei WuXian could feel that Nie MingJue almost wanted to hack him dead right there, "You bring a dozen fans with you wherever you go, yet you don't even know where your own saber is?!"
Nie HuaiSang hurried, "I'll go find it right now!"
Nie MingJue, "There's no need! Even if you find it you won't get anything out of it. Go burn all of these!"
All of the color drained out of Nie HuaiSang's face. He rushed to pull all of the fans into his arms, pleading, "No, Brother! All of these were given to me!"
Nie MingJue slammed his palm onto a table, causing it to crack, "Who did? Tell them to scurry out here right now!"
Someone spoke, "I did."
Jin GuangYao walked in from outside the hall. Nie HuaiSang looked as though he saw a knight in shining armor, beaming, "Brother, you're here!"
In reality, it wasn't that Jin GuangYao could calm Nie MingJue's anger, but that since Jin GuangYao came, all of Nie MingJue's anger would be directed at him alone, having no time to scold others. Thus, there was nothing wrong with saying that he was Nie HuaiSang's knight in shining armor. Nie HuaiSang was absolutely delighted. He greeted Jin Guang Yao again and again as he grabbed the fans in haste. Seeing how his younger brother reacted, Nie MingJue was so outraged that he almost found it amusing. He turned to Jin GuangYao, "Don't send him those useless things!"
In a hurry, Nie HuaiSang dropped a few fans on the ground. Jin GuangYao picked them up for him and put them into his arms, "HuaiSang's hobbies are quite elegant. He's dedicated to art and calligraphy, and has no propensity for mischief. How can you say that they're useless?"
Nie HuaiSang nodded as fast as he could, "Yes, Brother is right!"
Nie MingJue, "But sect leaders have no need for such things."
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