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Jin Ling's heart was racing. Mo Xuanyu, who's company he'd come to enjoy, who'd saved his life, who was afraid of Fairy, who'd helped him fight off his bullies, was the Yiling Patriarch Wei Wuxian?!
Trying to steady his breathing, he turned to leave and find Wei Wuxian and Hanguang-jun, his hand trembling as he gripped the handle of his fathers sword.
"A-Ling," a gentle hand grabbed his shoulder.
Jin Ling turned back to see his uncle, Jin Guangyao.
"Uncle..."
"Stay here," Jin Guangyao instructed gently. "Wei Wuxian is dangerous, I don't want you to get hurt."
"But-" Jin Ling protested.
"I'll stay with you, but let the others handle this. Wei Wuxian is dangerous and ruthless, he killed his own Shijie, why wouldn't he kill you? I'm just looking out for you A-Ling."
Jin Ling hesitated, everyone else had already left, aside from Nie Huaisang, who was unconscious on the floor after fainting again.
Jin Guangyao noticed Jin Ling's eyes lingering on Nie Huaisang, and went to help the unconscious sect leader, who stirred and woke up right after Jin Guangyao reached for him.
For a second Jin Ling thought he saw hatred and disgust in Nie Huaisang's eyes, but just as quickly as he saw it, it was gone.
"W-where did Wei Wuxian go...?" Nie Huaisang asked.
"He fled with Hanguang-jun," Jin Ling said. "The others are chasing after him right now."
"Why don't you go get some water A-Sang? You've fainted twice in a row after all," Jin Guangyao suggested.
Nie Huaisang nodded, and left. As soon as he was gone, Jin Guangyao turned to Jin Ling with a dark expression in his eyes.
"Uncle...?" Jin Ling asked hesitantly. "Is everything okay?"
Jin Guangyao didn't respond, just moved closer to Jin Ling, who backed away in fear.
"U-uncle...? Please, a-answer me..."
Jin Ling felt his back hit the wall, and stared in fear as his uncle walked closer. He reached out and pressed part of Jin Ling's neck. Instantly he felt his body freeze up, and Jin Guangyao picked him up, setting him on a table.
Jin Ling stared at Jin Guangyao in fear as pulled a few nails out of a box. "This was certainly a close call," Jin Guangyao sighed. "I almost didn't have enough time to hide Nie Mingjue's head. It's fortunate Wei Wuxian revealed himself, it makes things easier for me."
Jin Ling felt his blood run cold as he stared at Jin Guangyao in horror.
"Oh, right, you don't know. I killed Nie Mingjue. I also killed your parents, then blamed it on Wei Wuxian. It was quite easy to frame him. Most of what he's done wasn't even really his fault.
"As a matter of fact, Mo Xuanyu never even groped anyone, he was simply a threat to my position as sect leader, I wasn't going to risk him taking my position after I went to the trouble of killing my father to get it.
"But don't worry A-Ling. If I do have to kill you, you won't feel a thing. You'll be so completely under my control you won't know what's happening around you," Jin Guangyao said.
"This will be the last thing you remember."
Then Jin Ling felt something enter his head and everything went black.