Honey, you didn't really drugged me, did you?-Chapter 593 - 182 Nan Batian: What, he has another move?_2

Yelu frowned in confusion. This oath was indeed quite significant; he knew the Han people took great care of their descendants. Could it be that Nan Batian was indeed being wrongly accused?

Yelu was ambivalent.

Upon hearing this, Qimu Ge next to him furrowed his brows slightly, glanced at Nan Batian, and then said, "Lord Yelu, you can’t just listen to what Guild Leader Nan says alone, evidence should be the priority!"

Yelu responded, "Right, have you found everyone I asked you to find?"

"We found them."

"Have them all come up here."

"Yes."

Qimu Ge immediately summoned a group of people, led by a middle-aged man dressed in Confucian attire. Tang Ziyue greeted the man and said, "Advisor Qian."

Advisor Qian nodded then bowed to Yelu, saying, "Lowly official Qian Shun greets Lord Yelu."

Yelu said, "Hmm, wait a moment."

Then, looking at Nan Batian, he continued, "Guild Leader Nan, let me introduce them to you. These gentlemen are masters of handwriting identification from Mianshui County, especially this Advisor Qian. Sometimes, when cases in Huangzhou Prefecture involve issues of handwriting, they call him to take a look. Whether these characters are yours or not, just let them examine, and we can know the truth. So, I ask you again." freewebnσvel.cøm

"Did you write these characters?"

Nan Batian immediately responded upon hearing this, "Lord Yelu, you can investigate freely. I absolutely have never written any letters to Sun Tiechui; it is impossible that these are mine. Clearly, someone is trying to frame me!"

Yelu nodded lightly and said, "Good, since you’re so certain, then I shall investigate!"

After speaking, Yelu waved his hand and said, "Advisor Qian, please."

Qian Shun bowed and then asked Lord Yelu, "Do you have any previous handwriting by Guild Leader Nan for comparison?"

Yelu replied, "Yes, these are all the letters that Nan Batian wrote to me, and you may examine them."

Hearing this, Qian Shun began identifying the handwriting among two books, occasionally furrowing his brows.

At this moment, Tang Ziyue approached and said, "Guild Leader, why do I have a bad premonition?"

Nan Batian looked at Tang Ziyue, perplexed, and said, "Hmm? What’s the problem? I’m certain I haven’t corresponded with Sun Tiechui. This must be a scheme framed by Chen Jiusi."

Tang Ziyue said, "I know, but precisely because it’s a scheme of Chen Jiusi who is extremely insidious, we must be more cautious. I worry that he might trip us up."

Nan Batian slightly furrowed his brows and said, "This falsehood can’t become true. Can Chen Jiusi turn a fake letter into a real one?"

Tang Ziyue replied, "We can’t be too careful. Chen Jiusi is very cunning, and if he dares to make a move, he must have calculated a victory."

Nan Batian lightly nodded and said to Tang Ziyue, "Hmm, we’ll be careful. A falsehood can’t become the truth. Evil has never triumphed over righteousness. Chen Jiusi cannot defeat us."

Tang Ziyue nodded lightly and said, "It’s good for the leader to be confident, but we must also be more cautious."

As the two whispered, Advisor Qian looked up towards them and said to Yelu, "Lord Yelu, could you please ask Guild Leader Nan to write again."

Hearing this, Yelu said, "Guild Leader Nan, please write two characters."

Nan Batian frowned, walked over, took the brush that Advisor Qian handed to him and asked, "What should I write?"

Advisor Qian replied, "Write ’Undying Holy Fire.’"

Nan Batian frowned again, then sloppily smeared the paper, attempting to emulate cursive script.

Seeing this scene, Qimu Ge frowned and said, "Guild Leader Nan, write properly."

Nan Batian did not reply. However, Advisor Qian said, "No need, this is fine."

Advisor Qian nodded to Nan Batian, then turned to his colleague to compare the handwriting and began discussing.

Yelu waited quietly for the result. Soon, Advisor Qian approached and bowed, saying, "Lord Yelu."

Yelu looked at Advisor Qian and asked, "Do we have a result?"

Advisor Qian replied, "The result is finalized. After our collective examination, we all agree that the characters on this slip of paper were indeed personally written by Guild Leader Nan Batian. There’s no mistake!"

"You’re talking nonsense!"

Hearing Advisor Qian’s words, Nan Batian instantly became furious, shouting, "I didn’t write it!"

"Guild Leader!"

Yelu’s voice suddenly rose, and with Cang Lang’s sword drawn, they somehow cornered Nan Batian in a tight spot.

Yelu said, "I hear Mr. Tang is also skilled in handwriting identification. Mr. Tang, please have a try."

Upon hearing this, Tang Ziyue bowed but his expression became grave; it seemed he understood something.

Then, he went over to them. Advisor Qian, looking distressed, said, "Mr. Tang, I’m just trying to earn a living, and I don’t want to get involved in a conflict with such powerful people."

Tang Ziyue said, "I know, I know. Advisor Qian, don’t rush, let me have a look."

Tang Ziyue approached, and Advisor Qian handed him a letter written by Nan Batian to Yelu, the paper in question, and the characters Nan Batian had just written.

Putting the three together, Advisor Qian said, "Look, this letter has a character ’fire,’ this is the ’fire’ on the paper, and this is the ’fire’ that the Guild Leader just wrote. Look at the structure of the characters, the stroke order, and the form, especially this particular dot..."

Advisor Qian explained all the aspects of his handwriting identification, and those behind him nodded lightly, confirming that the writing was indeed that of the Guild Leader.

Tang Ziyue was also visibly shocked, because the handwriting indeed belonged to the Guild Leader, and he was most familiar with the Guild Leader’s handwriting. This sense of familiarity, this posture, could not be mistaken—it was the Guild Leader’s handwriting, which no one else could forge.

But the Guild Leader? Colluding with the Zoroastrian Sect?

He did not believe it. The Guild Leader had more than once said that the people of the Zoroastrian Sect were fools, only knowing how to gamble with their lives—who gambles with their life nowadays? Earning money and gaining status was what really mattered.

The Mulan people being powerful and influential did not impact his domination over Mianshui County. Had he gone mad to secretly collude with the Zoroastrian Sect?