Chapter 84: What Connections Does Xu Xiaoshou Have?

Inner Court.A certain spiritual site.

"Smash!"

The wine jug made of ling yin yu was shattered by Zhang Xin Xiong's palm, instantly filling the air with the aroma of wine.

He glared furiously at the woman before him: "I told you, it was just about keeping an eye on Xu Xiao Shou. And what happened?"

"Look at what you've done!"

"Killing someone is one thing, but you couldn't even succeed; failing that is bad enough, but then the assassin got caught; and on top of that, you chose last night to make the attempt..."

"Right in broad daylight, an assassination?"

"It's more like suicide!"

"Do you even have a brain?"

Lan Xin Zi wore a strapless long dress, her shoulders as smooth as jade.

Facing the man's outburst, she proudly lifted her chest and replied: "I don't!"

Zhang Xin Xiong was so choked up that he couldn't speak.

Lan Xin Zi glanced pityingly at the shattered wine jug on the ground—this thing had been hastily brought in and was now gone, existing for less than a day.

This man probably didn't even notice that the wine jug had been swapped!

"Now what do you plan to do?" Zhang Xin Xiong had calmed down; what was done was done, and there was no helping it.

"If we can't kill him, we'll just keep trying."

"After all, it's a task from your father. If you don't want to finish it, I will."

"Besides, I'm in a bad mood right now, so killing someone might help me relax." Lan Xin Zi didn't take the matter seriously at all.

"You..."

"Women!"

Zhang Xin Xiong was truly furious—this woman must have water in her brain!

What was Xu Xiao Shou anyway? Could he stay in the ling gong forever?

Just wait until he leaves the ling gong, and his head would roll in an instant. But here she was, ruining her own future?

An Inner Court disciple going after an Outer Court disciple—if the Zhi Fa Ge found out, there'd be hell to pay!

"If you dare make another move, you won't set foot outside this door again." Zhang Xin Xiong said sternly.

Lan Xin Zi's eyes lit up: "You want to imprison me?"

"..."

Zhang Xin Xiong was on the verge of losing it and roared: "If you dare act, I'll cripple you!"

"Oh?"

The door to the spiritual site suddenly swung open, and a calm voice entered.

"If you dare act, I'll cripple you too."

Zhang Xin Xiong turned around. The newcomer was a man with a long sword at his waist, well-built, with sword-like eyebrows and cold black pupils.

"He Yu Xing?"

Zhang Xin Xiong quickly pieced it together: "You were the one who called Feng Kong?"

He Yu Xing nodded.

Zhang Xin Xiong sneered, pointing at Lan Xin Zi: "So you do whatever she tells you? Can't you think for yourself?"

"I like it." He Yu Xing said indifferently, his gaze falling on Zhang Xin Xiong's finger. "Put it down, or in the next moment, it won't be yours anymore."

Boom!

Zhang Xin Xiong exploded with anger. Without any visible movement, the ground beneath his feet sank suddenly, and a crack shot rapidly toward the man at the door.

Whoosh!

He Yu Xing gently planted his long sword into the ground, splitting the crack in two as it veered off to the sides.

With a tremendous rumble, the high walls around the spiritual site collapsed, the debris swallowed by the cracks, sending dust flying everywhere.

"Cough, cough!"

A discordant cough rang out. The three turned toward the collapsed wall and saw a black-clad figure squatting there like a toad.

The newcomer had a blade of grass in his mouth, lightly covering his nose and mouth, his eyes full of irreverent mockery.

"Zhang Shao, He Fengzi, Lan Xianzi... you're all here!"

"Just in time—let's all head to the Ling Fa Ge together!"

The three were stunned. So quickly, the enforcement officers had shown up?

This efficiency was unusually high.

"Zhao Xi Dong, what do you mean?" Zhang Xin Xiong frowned.

"Ah!" Zhao Xi Dong spat out the grass and scoffed lightly.

"Don't you know what I mean?"

"You're no strangers to the xing tai— if you're going to commit offenses, either clean up your mess or don't bother hiding it."

At the mention of "xing tai," the three paled. Zhang Xin Xiong forced himself to say: "I still don't understand what you're talking about."

"Heh!" Zhao Xi Dong chuckled mockingly, lowering his head. His mind flashed back to that poisonous boy.

It was after graduating as the top of the Inner Court's thirty-three, his first time properly donning the judge's uniform, intending to work seriously for once.

Then he was assigned to the Outer Court's "Fengyun Zhengba" arena number eighteen, and the nightmare began.

The group stages were bearable—just stifling the whole time, nothing major.

But after the elimination rounds, he broke records by witnessing the first kill in the history of the Outer Court's "Fengyun Zhengba."

And just now, he had emerged from the "xing tai"...

Thinking of the "xing tai," a chill ran through him, making his body shudder involuntarily.

That shudder reminded him of the boy who trembled for no reason at times.

"Xu Xiao Shou—get it now?" He spread his hands. "It's not that I want to go after you; this time, it's a direct order from Xiao Lao Da."

Xiao Qi Xiu?

The three were shaken. Why would the great elder of the Ling Fa Ge bother with such trivial matters? Was he just bored?

Impossible!

The only explanation was that Xu Xiao Shou had connections.

But he was just an ordinary Outer Court disciple—how could he be linked to Xiao Qi Xiu?

Lan Xin Zi's brows furrowed tightly; she realized she might have been too reckless this time.

After all, she had investigated Xu Xiao Shou—he was nothing more than an ordinary orphan. How could he have connections?

"So..."

"Are you all planning to report to the xing tai yourselves, or do I need to step in?" Zhao Xi Dong asked eagerly.

He Yu Xing stepped forward.

"I was the one who called them. If you have evidence, I'll go with you."

He paused. "Otherwise, you'll have to find Feng Kong and Shao Yi."

Zhao Xi Dong rubbed his forehead. The way you said that—isn't it full of evidence?

But he knew better than to argue with this stubbornly straightforward guy, so he just grinned: "He Fengzi, you've been lost in your sword practice again, haven't you? So out of the loop!"

"Feng Kong and Shao Yi are already dead."

He Yu Xing's sword brows twitched. "Dead?"

"Xu Xiao Shou killed them?"

"Yep."

"Alright, I'll go with you." He Yu Xing sheathed his sword neatly and stood ready, glancing at Lan Xin Zi: "This has nothing to do with you. I'll handle it."

Lan Xin Zi's eye twitched. If you hadn't spoken up, it might not have involved me, but now...

Zhao Xi Dong was about to say something, but He Yu Xing cut him off.

"One person is enough."

The enforcer's gaze swept past He Yu Xing with interest, landing on the two behind him.

Zhang Xin Xiong naturally wouldn't speak up—it wasn't his doing anyway.

Lan Xin Zi stayed silent, which spoke volumes.

Heh, how entertaining!

Zhao Xi Dong stood up, dusted off his hands, and jumped down from the collapsed wall.

"Fine, you can come with me!"

Just then, the entire spiritual site trembled violently.

A soaring sword energy slashed through from the doorway, cutting across the four of them and tearing a massive gash in the ground, instantly splitting this secluded area in two.

"Zhang Xin Xiong, come out and face your death!" It was a slightly childish loli voice.

The three were baffled.

Zhao Xi Dong was completely dumbfounded.

What on earth was happening?

And someone dared to make a move right in front of a Ling Fa Ge enforcer?