Xu Xiaoshou swallowed the last bit of braised beef and licked his fingers before standing up.
"Tian Sang Ling Gong, Xu Xiaoshou."
He extended his hand in a friendly gesture.
Fu Yinhong's eyelids twitched violently. So he had heard everything?
But...
Looking at that greasy palm covered in dark, unappetizing sauce, how could she possibly shake it?
"Received curse, passive value, 1."
Xu Xiaoshou seemed to suddenly realize the oil on his hand. He quickly grabbed a napkin to wipe it off, then slapped the head of A Jie next to him.
"How rude! Say hello!"
"Mama..."
Fu Yinhong: ???
She was even more confused!
"Cough, sorry, this guy only knows that one word..." Xu Xiaoshou pulled A Jie back, keeping him at a distance to prevent any sudden movements.
He turned and shouted, "Boss, two takeout orders, hurry up—my shimei is waiting for me!"
Fu Yinhong's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly. To be honest, she hadn't even started questioning him yet, but her observation had been ongoing from the moment she arrived.
Yuan Ting Jing... Tian Sang Ling Gong... shimei...
Huff, it probably wasn't him!
"Tell me everything you know." Fu Yinhong's pretty face returned to its cold, routine expression.
Xu Xiaoshou replied calmly, "Earlier, two people were fighting—one died, and the other left."
"...Is that all?"
"Yep!"
Fu Yinhong: ...
"Received curse, passive value, 1."
"Be more specific!"
"Wasn't that clear enough?"
Xu Xiaoshou opened his mouth wide in surprise. "That huge black lotus flower—you must have seen it yourself, right? Do I even need to explain it?"
"If you want details..."
He turned his head. "Boss, heat up another pot of wine. I'll have a detailed chat with this lady."
Fu Yinhong gritted her teeth so hard they creaked. She had never encountered such an uncooperative person before.
"Do you know who you're standing in front of?"
"Jin Wei Jun?"
Xu Xiaoshou sized her up and down, puzzled. "I just came down from Tian Sang Ling Gong, so I don't know what rank the Jin Wei Jun holds in Tian Sang City, but..."
"You interrupted my meal, and I've answered your questions honestly. If you're going to pull rank on me, do you really think Tian Sang Ling Gong is easy to bully?"
The young man's expression turned arrogant, his chin lifted slightly, his eyes filled with disdain.
Fu Yinhong was left speechless, feeling choked.
Oh, right—if he put it that way, it did seem like she was being a bit overbearing.
But...
Something felt off! She couldn't quite put her finger on it, but looking at this young man in front of her, she felt an inexplicable strangeness.
"Other people are fighting right in front of you, and you just sit there eating?"
Xu Xiaoshou's eyes nearly bulged out.
"There's a table and chairs here—should I not sit and eat? If standing won't do, do you want me to eat lying down?"
"Oh, so Jin Wei Jun is that impressive, huh? Now you're even dictating how people eat? Should I be lying down just to talk to you right now?"
"Come on, let's do it together?"
Xu Xiaoshou made as if to get down on the ground, but Fu Yinhong felt herself growing furious.
This guy must be out of his mind—what was she even trying to say?
"That's not what I meant..."
"Not what you meant?"
Xu Xiaoshou raised his voice, fuming. "If that's not what you meant, then what do you mean? Spell it out for me—what's your meaning?"
Fu Yinhong: ???
"How about this..."
Xu Xiaoshou thumped his chest, full of confidence. "Could you possibly think that explosion just now was something a newbie like me in Yuan Ting Jing could pull off?"
"Or maybe you believe I have some innate ability to slay a Zong Shi?"
"Or perhaps..."
He pointed at A Jie beside him, shouting louder. "You actually think this kid could smack someone to death with one slap?!"
Crack!
Fu Yinhong's face turned pale, her fists clenched tight, her knuckles cracking, and her teeth nearly grinding to pieces.
It was impossible!
But could he watch his tone when he spoke?
Standing before him was the deputy commander of the Jin Wei Jun, Fu Yinhong!
Seeing that the young lady was about to explode, Xu Xiaoshou quickly stepped back, his expression calming as a hint of remorse appeared on his face.
"Sorry, I get impulsive sometimes. If I offended you just now, please forgive me."
"You're from the Jin Wei Jun, so you probably won't hold it against me, right?"
He patted A Jie's head. "Apologize!"
"Mama..."
At that moment, Fu Yinhong felt her liver, kidneys, and everything else ache.
What kind of person was this? He had said all the rude things possible—good and bad alike—what could she even say now?
She wanted to ask about the scene as routine, but Xu Xiaoshou had pretty much covered it all in his outburst, even if it was a bit aggressive.
For more details...
She didn't have the time or energy to sit down and have tea with this young man!
As for suspecting him as the killer...
If words could kill, even a Wang Zuo might not be his match, but with his cultivation level...
With that?
—But with that cultivation level, how dare he sit here unfazed?
"Still don't believe me?"
Xu Xiaoshou sat back down, a bit speechlessly poured a cup of wine for her, and tapped the table. "If you don't believe me, ask the shop boss!"
"But if you keep delaying, you might not even catch a glimpse of the killer."
Fu Yinhong furrowed her brows. "Where did the killer go?"
Xu Xiaoshou chuckled lowly. "Dare I point it out? Dare you believe it?"
He pointed toward the direction of Black Street. "Go ask that crowd over there—who knows? Then come back and ask a newbie like me in the Xiantian realm!"
Fu Yinhong looked toward Black Street, which was basically off-limits, with everyone there being questioned by the Jin Wei Jun and giving honest accounts.
A black-red figure landed beside the woman and whispered a few words in her ear. Fu Yinhong finally relaxed.
"A Huan Zhen?"
"Looks like this kid was just forced into it, trapped here!"
"Right, running or getting involved would probably get him killed even faster..."
"It's impressive he could still eat."
The shop boss cautiously brought out another pot of heated wine and the packaged beef.
Fu Yinhong parted her lips slightly, realizing this might be another breakthrough.
"Little brother, your beef and wine..."
"It's not my wine—this is her wine, on me!"
Xu Xiaoshou took out a Ling Jing and placed it on the table. "I don't have any other money, so just take this Ling Jing."
The shop boss was stunned. Paying twice?
He suddenly realized what that last Ling Jing from earlier was for.
"No, no, I can't accept that. This meal is on me, for you two."
The shop boss forced a smile, trying to play along with Xu Xiaoshou, but his fear was impossible to hide.
Fu Yinhong nodded to herself inwardly.
That made sense!
After witnessing such a battle, how could this old man not be afraid at all? If he really showed no fear, and this young man who watched the fight so calmly had none either, that would be suspicious!
That would mean they had already colluded!
From this angle, she must have overthought it.
As for whether this old man's fear was part of the young man's scheme... Fu Yinhong had considered that, but was it possible?
Hah, just a mere Xiantian...
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