I made the villain right.

Time flies, and two days have passed in the blink of an eye.

Shi Jin felt a little bored in the mansion. She went to look for Fan Hua, but he hadn't come back yet, so her plan to capture him had to be put on hold for the time being.

In the study room.

There was a portrait on the desk. The person in the painting was a graceful and elegant young man sitting under a peach tree. He was dressed in a white robe as white as snow. He supported his forehead with his head bowed, his eyes lowered, a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, looking at the teacup in his hand. His posture was elegant, and there was a kind of ethereal fantasy that transcended the world.

This is Fan Hua in Shi Jin's eyes, which she painted yesterday.

At this moment, Shi Jin was sitting in front of the desk, staring at the painting in a trance. She was wondering when the person in the painting would return to Kyoto.

However, Fan Hua has already arrived at Fengyun Pavilion.

Strange mountains stand tall, mountains stretch across the country, verdant and green, with clouds and mist lingering in the mountains, like a fairyland.

There are several attics with black tiles, red pillars, carved beams and painted rafters standing in this mountain. The mountain is lush with trees, shaded by green bamboos, and shrouded in mist, giving the attic a mysterious veil.

A graceful figure walked through the stairs and went straight into the main hall.

Fan Hua was dressed in a black robe and a black half-mask. He emanated coldness from his entire body, and his aura instantly became chilling, as if the god of death had descended, as he stepped into the main hall.

His powerful aura permeated the air, and when the dark crowd in the hall saw Fan Hua, they all made way for him.

Fan Hua walked through the crowd with dignified steps. He flicked his cloak and sat down on the main seat. A strong and domineering aura burst out from him, with unquestionable majesty.

Everyone bowed and shouted, "Welcome the Pavilion Master to come out of seclusion!"

During the time Fan Hua was in Kyoto City, he announced to the outside world that he was in seclusion.

There are five departments in the pavilion. The first department is responsible for going out to carry out various tasks in the pavilion, and its dean is Xiao Hong; the second department is responsible for all financial operations in the pavilion, and its dean is Luo Yi; the third department is responsible for collecting intelligence, and its dean is Du Xuan; the fourth department is responsible for the production of medicines and instruments, and its dean is Ran Ke; the fifth department is the shadow guard team, which is responsible for comforting the pavilion master and reports directly to the pavilion master, and its dean is Yun Chuan.

The five colleges each stood in a square formation, with the dean of each college standing at the head.

Fan Hua looked at the people below and said coldly, "During the time I was away, is everything okay in the pavilion?"

Everyone's face changed, and they quickly replied: "Thanks to the Pavilion Master, everything is fine."

Xiao Hong looked at Fan Hua who was sitting on the main seat, with a hint of disdain and a bit of inquiry in his eyes. He always felt that there was something strange about Fan Hua's coming out this time, but he couldn't put his finger on it.

The people he sent out a few days ago had lost contact, and he felt vaguely uneasy, so when he sent people out to look for them, he found the place was in a mess, and he thought something must have happened.

Fan Hua's face suddenly darkened, his cold eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he said in a cold voice: "Really? But why did I hear that some people did something illegal behind my back?"

Hearing this, Du Xuan looked at Xiao Hong with an ambiguous gaze, Yun Chuan had a blank expression, Ran Ke looked like he was watching a show, Luo Yi looked as if it had nothing to do with him, and Xiao Hong's heart trembled, and he lowered his eyes to hide the hint of nervousness in his eyes.

Fan Hua narrowed his cold eyes, glanced at Xiao Hong, and ordered: "Xiao Hong, why don't you tell me?"

Xiao Hong's pupils suddenly shrank when his name was suddenly called, and he was obviously caught off guard. He suppressed his nervousness, smiled, and said calmly: "The Pavilion Master just came out of retreat today. Maybe he believed the slander of the villain and heard it wrongly."

Fan Hua's eyes suddenly turned deep, and he asked with a sneer, "Do you think I heard it wrong?"

In a flash, a palm wind as sharp as a knife hit Xiao Hong's chest.

Xiao Hong reacted quickly and exerted all his internal strength. With a bang, a strong aura surged around his body, sweeping across the entire place.

When Xiao Hong's subordinates saw their dean being beaten, they were surprised and exclaimed, "Dean!"

The people present were shocked by this sudden change.

Xiao Hong took a few steps back, a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, and he was still frightened.

Fortunately, he reacted in time, otherwise he might have been seriously injured.

Xiao Hong was furious and called him by his name angrily: "Fan Hua, what's wrong with you?"

Fan Hua said regretfully: "Xiao Hong, do you think you can keep the secret of making drugs a secret? I wanted to give you a chance to be honest, but since you are playing dumb, then you can pay with your life."

Xiao Hong wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said with a wicked smile: "Why, wasn't it enough that you massacred Fengyun Pavilion in a bloodbath a few years ago to gain power and position? You can't hold back so soon, and you can't tolerate my thoughts about the old Pavilion Master's talent, and you want to kill me to the death?"

Du Xuan couldn't stand Xiao Hong's expression and angrily scolded: "The Jianghu has always been separate from the imperial court. You rashly acted in the name of Fengyun Pavilion in Kyoto and broke the rules. You also did something unscrupulous and had no bottom line. Don't you know it in your heart? You are still pretending to be innocent."

"Hahahahahaha" Xiao Hong suddenly laughed out loud, frowned, and said loudly: "So what, we are a killer organization. It's nothing for me to secretly develop some poisons. Why do you pretend to be kind? Look at how Fengyun Pavilion has lost its former style under his leadership over the years. It is timid and cowardly. When will it be able to unify the world?"

Ran Ke rolled his eyes at Xiao Hong and said unhappily: "We don't have the heart of a bodhisattva, but at least we are human beings, not beasts like you."

Seeing that the truth had been exposed, Xiao Hong simply ignored it and looked around at everyone with disdain and contempt in his eyes. He cursed: "You are just a group of dogs raised by Fan Hua. You work so hard for him, but in the end, you don't even know what will happen if there is nothing left of your bones. He is just a narrow-minded person, a despicable villain with an extremely ugly heart. Do you know what he did behind our backs?"

Fan Hua didn't react to the insults, his face still looked cold and ruthless as usual, but Ran Ke was displeased when he heard this. In his mind, Fan Hua was a master who should not be insulted.

Ran Ke was very surprised and asked Du Xuan who was beside him: "Xuan, did I hear it right? He just scolded the Pavilion Master for being narrow-minded and ugly inside."

"You heard it right," Du Xuan replied.

Then Ran Ke looked at Xiao Hong with disdain and said sarcastically: "Xiao Hong, you are so funny. You are broad-minded and beautiful in heart. Why don't you look in the mirror more often? Your face is as ugly as your heart. It's unbearable to look at it directly."

"I'm talking about Fanhua, why are you interrupting me? Are you afraid that you can no longer be his dog?"

"You..." Ran Ke got angry and rolled up his sleeves to start fighting. Seeing this, the First and Fourth Colleges confronted each other instantly, and the air was suddenly filled with gunpowder.

Seeing this, Fan Hua said, "Ran Ke, let him continue. I'm curious about what secret he is talking about."

"Yes." Ran Ke retreated respectfully.

After seeing the team from the first hospital retreat, the team from the fourth hospital retreated.

Xiao Hong glanced at Fan Hua who was sitting on the main seat, his eyes full of malice. He moved to Du Xuan, Yun Chuan and the others, and tried to incite them to revolt by saying, "He has been secretly giving us ice poison over the years. Once we don't obey, he will threaten us with the antidote. It has not been discovered by anyone over the years because he secretly gave us the antidote when we were not paying attention."

There was a sudden buzz of discussion in each college, but the four deans, Ran Ke, Du Xuan, Yun Chuan and Luo Yi, did not react at all after hearing it, and looked extremely calm.

This made Xiao Hong very anxious. He tried to explain: "Didn't you hear what I said? He gave us ice poison. This poison will take effect on the 15th of every month. If there is no antidote, we will eventually die of poisoning."

The other people didn't react not because they didn't care, but because they knew that the ice poison was not given by Fan Hua, but by the old Pavilion Master. The old Pavilion Master was too cruel and inhumane, and had no bottom line in doing things. After Fan Hua killed the old Pavilion Master, not only did Ran Ke and the others not object, but they supported Fan Hua instead.

As for why Xiao Hong didn't know that the poison was given by the old Pavilion Master, it was because he had always been at odds with Fan Hua and was unwilling to obey Fan Hua. In order to control him, Fan Hua did not hesitate to take the blame on him.

Facts have proved that this threat is very effective. Because of this incident, Xiao Hong has lived a relatively honest life in Fengyun Pavilion over the years. However, he gradually became dissatisfied and his ambition grew, but some people acted secretly behind his back.

Luo Yi was not concerned about the matter and said, "Master, I still have a lot of accounts that have not been dealt with. I hope you will allow me to go and deal with them first."

Fan Hua agreed expressionlessly: "Yes."

Seeing that Fan Hua agreed, Luo Yi left. As she left, her subordinates also retreated with her.

Seeing this, Xiao Hong suddenly laughed up to the sky, "You all want to be his dogs, but I don't want to. I won't wait for you in Fengyun Pavilion."

Fan Hua looked at Xiao Hong coldly, looking like a clown, and said in a deep voice: "It's useless to say more, you can't escape death in the end."

Fan Hua's eyes turned cold, and he suddenly drew out the Qingfeng Sword, rushed out fiercely, and hit Xiao Hong on the top of his head. In desperation, Xiao Hong flew backwards, drew his sword and tried to block it with all his might, then he raised it with all his strength and waved away Fan Hua's Qingfeng Sword.

Xiao Hong's subordinates also heard the news and started fighting with Ran Ke and his men.

Xiao Hong suddenly exerted force and struck Fan Hua's vital point. Fan Hua dodged to the side, turned his wrist, and suddenly slashed Xiao Hong's arm with a sword. The sword energy was so sharp that it left a hideous wound on his arm.

A crack was cut on his skin, which made him look bitter. His arms trembled slightly. He raised his eyes and pierced Fan Hua's face like a knife. He shouted angrily: "I will fight you to the death!"

Xiao Hong flew up angrily and gathered strength on his sword. The sword energy was running wild and rushed straight towards Fan Hua. Fan Hua stepped on one foot, flew into the air, and attacked Xiao Hong head-on. The sword energy slashed towards Xiao Hong fiercely.

With a loud "bang", the two sword energies collided in the air, making a terrifying explosion sound, but Fan Hua's sword energy did not completely dissipate. Instead, it was unstoppable and hit Xiao Hong's chest directly. He suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and his body flew out uncontrollably and fell heavily to the ground.

Ran Ke, Du Xuan, Yun Chuan and the others had already captured everyone in the courtyard. They held down their arms and forced them to kneel on the ground, with swords against their necks.

Xiao Hong was unwilling to be defeated. He struggled to get up and stabbed Fan Hua with his knife.

Fan Hua slapped Xiao Hong with his backhand, knocking him flying and crashing into a big pillar beside him. He suddenly spat out another mouthful of blood. His face was distorted in pain, and he covered his chest and gasped.

Xiao Hong's tense body suddenly relaxed, as if he had given up resistance. The corners of his mouth turned up, revealing a sneer. Then he waved his hands and begged for mercy: "I won't fight anymore. I can't beat you."

Fan Hua stared intently, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes.

Xiao Hong has always been arrogant, narrow-minded and vindictive. He didn't believe that Xiao Hong would bow to him so quickly.

Xiao Hong glanced at Fan Hua and asked, "Fan Hua, you are really good at tricking people into working for you. I am very curious about what kind of magic potion you gave them. Can you tell me before I die?"

Fan Hua knew that he was deliberately stalling for time. He moved to his side, snorted coldly, and said indifferently: "Why should you care about these things when you are about to die?"

"Of course it's to die with my eyes closed. Otherwise, I'll become a ghost and haunt you. You don't want me to haunt you every day after I die, right? How about I exchange a secret with you?"

Fan Hua frowned, a hint of anger flashed in his eyes, and he said indifferently: "Not interested"

Xiao Hong didn't expect him to say that. His face changed and he choked, seeming to be hesitant to speak.

After a moment's smile, he tempted, "Aren't you curious about why I suddenly started making drugs? Is there anyone supporting me behind the scenes? Is there only one place in Beiming Village where I can make drugs?"

Faced with a series of questions, Fan Hua's eyes turned. He had thought about these questions before, but there was no evidence or clues to find. He thought he was overthinking it, but when Xiao Hong suddenly brought it up today, he thought there must be something.

Seeing that Fan Hua suddenly lost his concentration, Xiao Hong suddenly shot out several tiny silver needles from his sleeves and shot them directly at Fan Hua.

Yunchuan had sharp eyes and immediately warned: "Master, be careful of the silver needles!"

After hearing the noise, Fan Hua swung his sword to block it. Just as Fan Hua was resisting, Xiao Hong suddenly flew away. Seeing this, Yun Chuan and Du Xuan caught up in time.

But Xiao Hong ran very quickly. After jumping over a wall, he went straight into a pavilion and entered a room. He moved the painting on the wall, and a secret door suddenly appeared on the wall. He quickly went in.

When Yunchuan and Du Xuan caught up, they searched the attic and found that Xiao Hong was no longer there. They had to return to the main hall to report.

Du Xuan said to Fan Hua, "Pavilion Master, Xiao Hong escaped. He disappeared after entering the library. I looked for him but couldn't find him. I suspect there must be a secret passage for him to escape, otherwise he wouldn't have disappeared so quickly."

Fan Hua frowned and said in a cold voice: "If this is true, Du Xuan, Yun Chuan, you two must dig deep to find the secret passage of the library, otherwise this will always be a hidden danger."

Otherwise, if Xiao Hong used the secret passage to bring people into Fengyun Pavilion and create some unfavorable things in the future, they would not know about it.

"Yes," Du Xuan and Yun Chuan said respectfully.

At this time, Ran Ke looked at Xiao Hong's men who were captured on the ground and asked Fan Hua, "Master, what should we do with them?"

Fan Hua glanced at them and said expressionlessly: "Those who are willing to surrender will stay, and those who are unwilling will be killed."

Ran Ke smiled and said, "I understand."

When the people on the ground heard Fan Hua say this, they all begged for mercy and claimed that they were willing to surrender. A few of them who were unwilling to surrender were executed.

The moon was as bright as day, the ground was covered with silver light, and bright lights were shining between the numerous buildings.

In Ran Ke’s courtyard.

Du Xuan and Ran Ke sat in the pavilion drinking and singing happily.

Ran Ke said with emotion: "Xuan, it seems like we haven't had such a hearty drink together for a long time."

Du Xuan thought for a moment and said, "Well, about two months."

Ran Ke was interested in what happened to them in Kyoto. He asked curiously, "Hey, did you guys have any interesting things happen in Kyoto? Tell me about it."

Du Xuan looked around and saw no one. He then smiled intriguingly and said, "The Pavilion Master is deeply loved by a girl in Kyoto. The girl's name is Shi Jin. One day she came to your house and then..."

As Du Xuan was speaking, he suddenly caught a glimpse of Fan Hua walking towards him. He immediately closed his mouth, swallowed what he was about to say, and felt a chill on his back.

Since Ran Ke had his back to Fan Hua, he didn't see him coming. Seeing that Du Xuan didn't finish his words, he kept people on suspense, so he continued to ask, "Shi Jin chased to the mansion, and then what?"

Fan Hua was already standing behind Ran Ke, but he was so engrossed in the situation that he didn't notice it at all.

Du Xuan cleared his throat and reminded him, but Ran Ke didn't understand his hint and said, "What's wrong with your throat? I'll give you some medicine later, but you have to tell me the story of the Pavilion Master and Shi Jin."

Du Xuan avoided looking, not daring to meet Fan Hua's cold eyes.

At this time, Fan Hua said coldly: "You are so curious, but you have to exchange your curiosity for your life."

Ran Ke noticed Fan Hua's cold voice coming from behind him, and stood up suddenly. He immediately waved his hand and said timidly, "I'm not curious, not curious." Then he immediately changed the subject and asked, "What are you doing here, Pavilion Master?"

He said calmly: "Come and get the Fu Sheng wine."

"Okay, I'll get it right away." Ran Ke smiled and hurried down to get it.

Du Xuan remembered that Fan Hua had clearly told him last time that he didn't like Fu Sheng wine, but today he suddenly came here to ask for Fu Sheng wine. He was very confused, "Didn't the Pavilion Master say that Fu Sheng wine has no alcohol taste and he doesn't like it? Why do you suddenly want to drink it today?"

Fan Hua raised his eyebrows, glanced at Du Xuan, and threatened in a cold voice: "Are you too idle to care so much? Aren't you going to sleep tonight?"

Hearing this, Du Xuan suddenly yawned loudly, pretending to be very sleepy and said, "Sorry, Pavilion Master, I suddenly feel sleepy. I will go downstairs to rest first, conserve my energy, and try my best to find the secret passage tomorrow."

"roll"

"Right away" he left in a flash as if his feet were greased.

Suddenly Fan Hua was the only one left. He walked into the courtyard, looked up at the bright moon in the sky, and it was unknown what he was thinking, as his eyes gradually became deeper.