Chapter 820 Use The Cemetery

When Jiang Yu had arrived at the Inner Pavillion, he couldn't help but overhear the disappearance of Elder Chen and his disciple.

At that time, he overheard that Elder Chen had gone missing for more than half a day. While he felt regretful that he didn't know much about that man, a part of him felt that he wasn't coming back anytime soon. That was why he brought a piece of land to the cemetery for him.

He had this place carefully chosen.

It was a good act of kindness from one association to another.

Elder Chen, however, didn't take his words too seriously. Instead, he continued to smile and nod. "Even now, you still manage to be so funny," he said, chuckling. "You really are something else."

If it had been someone else, they would've accepted the gift as if they were expecting it.

Now, Jiang Yu was speaking to him as if there was nothing wrong. It was just like before when he'd pop into their Pavilion to make a harmless joke or two.

He had always been young and impulsive, so they didn't think much about it.

After all, he still had some time to grow.

"Elder Jiang, this is the document that has been sent out. Please take a look."

At this moment, a disciple belonging to the String Pavilion hurriedly walked in and handed a folder to Jiang Yu.

The young man took a good look at it before allowing him to leave.

"Mr. Chen, you still haven't told me how you know about the grave I bought for you." Jiang Yu finally spoke out, furrowing his eyebrows.

This time, Elder Chen pursed his lips. "What are you talking about? I was thanking you for all the help you've given to our sect. Without your message, we wouldn't have been able to come back in one shape."

Was he joking?

Seeing that he didn't believe him, Jiang Yu handed the document his subordinate had given him. "Open it," he said, motioning his hand to the document.

Unable to understand what was going on, Elder Chen reached out for the envelope.

However, as soon as he saw the heading, he froze. "Western Suburbs Noble Cemetery, Purchase Agreement."

The cemetery in the Western Suburbs was extremely famous around the capital. Many influential people had chosen that specific cemetery, in hopes that they'd be buried there when they pass. The price of one piece of land was extremely expensive.

It was obvious that Jiang Yu wasn't cheap about it.

The cemetery had extremely high energy. It would take an ordinary person's entire life savings for him to have bought a spot. It was also three hours away from the bustling city, so it was peaceful.

But...

He had really bought it?

So that meant that... "So you weren't the one who sent my disciple's location to our disciples? You're not the one who leaked the information?"

This time, he knew that he was serious.

The grip he had on the document tightened.

"What location? I don't know anything."

Jiang Yu furrowed his eyebrows.

Only then did he realize that the Elders have made an incorrect estimate. Everyone had assumed that it was from the String Pavilion, but in reality, the person who had sent the message was not a member of the association!

How could this be?

He took one look at the purchase agreement before chucking it onto the table.

"Disrespectful!"

If he had known about this earlier, then he wouldn't have come to this annoying place.

Indeed, they weren't good people.

Seeing Elder Chen standing up, Jiang Yu was quick to stop him. "Elder Chen, why don't you keep it for yourself? I mean, you've already bought it, I'm sure you'd use it sooner or later."

Sooner or later?

Elder Chen turned bright red. Was he insulting him?

With a cold snort, the old man left the String Pavilion premises with a huff.

It seemed that he had overestimated them.

He had originally thought that the String and Inner Pavilions were united, no matter how hard and how long they have fought. They would always help each other out of these sticky situations.

It seemed that the String Pavilion didn't think this way!

Elder Chen stomped into the Inner Pavilion. As he headed into the meeting hall, he wrenched one of the teacups from the table and took one big gulp. His face was dark.