Everyday I Get Up To See The Villain Stealing The Show Chapter 57

In a word, An Yuan surprised Han Changsheng. It was fine even if he saw through his Han Yingjun disguise since he was so handsome, but how could he remember his elder martial brother, Li Jiulong? Didn't he lose his memory?!

Seeing Han Changsheng's expression, An Yuan knew he was right. 

However, Han Changsheng's reaction surprised An Yuan. Silently reaching out, Han Changsheng touched An Yuan's head, just like a loving master touching his apprentice. 

"What are you doing?" An Yuan asked in shock. 

Han Changsheng took it all back, removing the veil over An Yuan's head. It was too bad. Now, could he restart everything if he knocked out the Dog Lord with a stone to the head? 

Seeing Han Changsheng's slow silence, An Yuan's hand found his sword's hilt.

"Do you remember?" Han Changsheng asked. 

An Yuan frowned, refusing to answer. 

Han Changsheng's face was dark. "How much do you remember?"

An Yuan picked at his eyebrow. "How much do I remember about your real ident.i.ty?"

Nonsense, of course! How much you remember is related to how many lies I told you, idiot!

Han Changsheng sighed and continued to pretend. "There are things you don't know. Tell me how much you remember so I know how much to explain."

An Yuan picked his eyebrows even more sharply. "Tell me everything, from beginning to end."

"No way!" Han Changsheng said, "You don't understand. As a teacher, I'm so tied up with you that I wouldn't be able to finish even in three days and nights. If you remember anything, I can say less nonsense and it will help me help you understand the truth more quickly. So, what do you remember?"

An Yuan's expression s.h.i.+fted. After a beat, he said, "When I heard them earlier, I remembered that I was Huangfu Fengxuan Xichen, the second disciple of the Yuehua Sect, called An Yuan."

Immediately, Han Changsheng asked, "Why did you call me Da s.h.i.+xiong?"

Calmly, An Yuan answered, "Aren't you Da s.h.i.+xiong? I can remember falling off the cliff together."

Han Changsheng was stuck. 

Motherf.u.c.ker! He remembered falling off the cliff! He probably saw me taking off my makeup. 

It was too bad. It was a pity his makeup skills had turned to months of waste since An Yuan saw through it.

"I have a hard time hiding!" Han Changsheng insisted. 

An Yuan raised his eyebrows and waited for him to continue. 

His face dark, Han Changsheng said, "I used to be an expert in the world. One day, when I was walking on the road, I saw someone fighting ahead of me. When I arrived, several of the mountain bandits had killed a guy in Yuehua Sect disciple's clothes."

"I'm a kind-hearted person. I just couldn't witness that sort of thing. I thought how sad it would be for the master who lost his apprentice and the younger brothers and sisters who lost their elder brother. My heart was aching. Oh…" He clasped his hand over his heart. 

An Yuan's eye twitched fiercely.

"I couldn't sleep because I was so sad," Han Changsheng emphasized, "I blame myself for not stopping it in time. I'm responsible for what happened. So, I dressed myself like Li Jiulong and entered the Yuehua Sect. I wanted to help him take care of his old teacher and lead his younger brothers and sisters to a bright future, to make up for my mistakes."

An Yuan's mouth twitched. "So, the real elder martial brother is dead? When did he die?"

"Three or four months ago," Han Changsheng said, "You sent a letter to the Nanshan Sword Sect, and Li Jiulong also came down from the mountain. Near the Moliang Mountain, he met a thief and was killed."

An Yuan was surprised. "Elder martial brother, is he out of the mountains now? Near the Moliang mountain? I don't know about it."

Han Changsheng showed his hands. "According to my a.n.a.lysis, your elder martial brother followed you the whole way, probably because he couldn't stop being worried about his martial siblings. So, he secretly protected you."

As soon as An Yuan thought about what Li Jiulong was thinking, he guessed a few more details. He didn't expect that Li Jiulong finally dropped a stone on his own foot and ended up in this situation. It was a pity to say whether it was a pity, and his mood was very complicated. However, he looked at Han Changsheng with distrust. "In that case, how do you understand the affairs of the Yuehua Sect so well?"

Seriously, Han Changsheng said, "Before I entered the Yuehua Sect, to fulfill martial brother Li's final wishes and not expose myself, I spent some time investigating the sect's affairs. A few days before you came back, I infiltrated the sect using his ident.i.ty."

"Why do you know how to use Yuehua's martial arts?" An Yuan asked. 

"Li Jiulong had a sword manual in his room," Han Changsheng said, "I just blindly followed its teachings."

After a moment of silence, An Yuan straightened out his thoughts and said, "What about the Longyin sword? And old man Xuanji and Elder Lan Fang?"

Regretfully, Han Changsheng said, "You knew that Elder Lan Fang was determined to accept me as an apprentice. He gave me the sword back then. I'm not a disciple of the Yuehua Sect, and I'm ashamed of it. So, I taught you everything I learned from Elder Lan Fang."

"The old man Xuanji pa.s.sed on all his internal power to me, even though I didn't want it. It was because the old man and Elder Lan Fang were good friends when they were young. The old man Xuanji thought his life was running out, and his good friend appreciated me. So, he pa.s.sed on all his internal power."

"The thing is, it didn't agree with me at all," Han Changsheng went on, "At first, you saw the tragic situation where I almost Qi deviated and died. If it weren't for you, I might not be alive now. They said I was good enough to rob him of his internal power. But, how could I? Those guys were just talking nonsense. As for news of Elder Lan Fang's death, I found out with you, just now. I'm even more confused than you are about why it happened!"

An Yuan stared at him, trying to see if anything he said felt wrong, just by looking at his face. But, Han Changsheng's acting was so good, he couldn't see through it. 

His face was sincere, and he even lifted a hand to wipe away his tears. 

Slowly, An Yuan asked, "Did you jump off the cliff on purpose that day? Why?"

Han Changsheng almost got stuck. 

Motherf.u.c.ker, I almost forgot about it. How dare this stinky brat still hold this grudge!

However, when he jumped off the cliff, he just wanted to blow An Yuan out of the Yuehua Sect and kill off Li Jiulong's ident.i.ty. Who knew that An Yuan, a senseless idiot, would jump with him! Could you blame him?! Fortunately, Han Changsheng's ability to adapt to the circ.u.mstances was very powerful. He lied, "How could it be intentional? I didn't see that you were about to fall. I pushed you away before I thought about it. Didn't I roll down accidentally?"

"You hung on the cliff wall…" An Yuan said.

Immediately, Han Changsheng said, "I didn't expect there were so many branches on the side of the cliff. I survived the disaster and could go back to the Yuehua Sect with you and see you every day and night. I was so happy, I was ecstatic. I just wanted to look up and laugh, but before I could, I saw you falling."

An Yuan: "…"

Han Changsheng's words explained a lot, but An Yuan was still uncertain. Han Changsheng had been boasting for nearly 20 years. He knew the truth of lying. The most important thing was to make three points true and seven points false, and to surround the false with the true. An Yuan looked at him doubtfully. "Why didn't you go back to the Yuehua Sect after you fell down the cliff?"

Han Changsheng held out his hands. "You fell and hurt yourself really badly, and you said you lost your memory. I was afraid that taking you back would cause trouble, and that you might have , so I found a place to teach you swordsmans.h.i.+p and slowly treat your injuries."

An Yuan took a deep breath. "I'll ask you one other question. What is your real face?"

Pointing to himself, Han Changsheng said, "This one is true!"

An Yuan raised his eyebrows, his face written in disbelief. 

Han Changsheng grabbed his face and said, "Really, this one is true. Look, if it's not, then couldn't you tear it off?"

Han Changsheng only used the high-level, easy-to-apply products carefully developed by the successive Tianning masters. They not only looked like a real face but felt like it, too. Of course, he could pull off the real effect. But if An Yuan looked carefully, he would find clues. 

"Then, Han Yingjun?" An Yuan asked. 

"You said you only had one more," Han Changsheng muttered, "Why did you ask another one?"

Seeing An Yuan staring at him, Han Changsheng said, "That face is also fake. It belongs to a friend of mine. I saw you fall down the cliff, I was afraid you'd die, so I made up to look like him. He had a wide range of contacts in the Jianghu. Maybe he could find a miracle doctor to treat you, but suddenly, you woke up!"

"I don't believe you," An Yuan said coldly.

Hiding his face in embarra.s.sment, Han Changsheng objected, "Why don't you believe me? I told you the truth!"

He sincerely considered knocking out An Yuan again, to make him lose his memory. 

Staring into his eyes, An Yuan said, "You've been busy for so long, and all your work is for others. What are you planning?"

Han Changsheng blurted a matter of fact without thinking, "I want you!" 

Stunned, An Yuan's pupils contracted. Although he considered the answer in the past, Han Changsheng admitted it in front of him. It was… a bit shameful…

"In the beginning, I joined the Yuehua Sect for Li Jiulong," Han Changsheng admitted, "But after I started getting along with you, I discovered you were a dragon, a phoenix among people. No matter your gentleness, your generosity, your understanding, your smile, your serious att.i.tude, it all moved my heart. I just wanted to be close to you, to accompany and a.s.sist you. So, I'll teach you swordsmans.h.i.+p, I'll help you find who killed your father, I'll live a happy life with you each day so I can give you a better future. My heart, don't you understand?" 

Han Changsheng heard An Yuan's breath and saw him pull down the veil on his hat to cover his face. However, he did not see An Yuan's face like the sunset, nor did he hear An Yuan's heart about to jump out of his chest. 

Han Changsheng was a little worried. Would the Dog Lord believe him? 

When he was a child, in order to coax the old masters, and later to bluff the Dharma protectors, his little mouth was sweeter than honey. His sincere eyes could melt the ice. But, those were the people of his Tianning Cult. They differed from the Dog Lord. Would the Dog Lord eat his story?

An Yuan's low voice rebuked, "You really are thick-skinned."

Han Changsheng touched his face, nervous. Was he able to see through his lies?

But, An Yuan took the water bag from his hand, turned around, and walked away. He put it into the leather bag hanging from the saddle. Then he whispered, "I can't give you a reply now. I can't trust you, and I don't understand you enough."

Han Changsheng paused for a second. Reply? Did I ask the Dog Lord to give me an answer? What did I say?

Turning to face his horse, An Yuan tried to calm his voice, but he couldn't avoid showing a bit of his fl.u.s.ter. "Now, where are we going?"

Han Changsheng didn't know why, but the dog lord didn't keep asking questions. Maybe he was confused. "Let's go back to the Yuehua Sect."