“Hiss…”
Seeing their companion lying in a pool of blood, Quionson and another cardinal took a sharp breath.
At this moment, their faces showed no anger. After all, they had lost their cultivation and become lambs to the slaughter. What use was anger?
Fear appeared on their faces.
They hadn't expected this Dawn to be so decisive, acting without hesitation.
Facing death and the shock of their comrade's demise, their mindset subtly shifted.
“Three!”
Just then, Ye Cangtian’s voice rang out again, directly beginning the countdown.
This…
Quionson and his companion exchanged a glance, then gritted their teeth and closed their eyes tightly.
“One!”
Whoosh!
The next moment, as the word "one" was uttered, Ye Cangtian flicked his wrist, and another dagger shot out, killing the other cardinal.
Quionson’s eyes widened instantly. In his fearful gaze, a hint of confusion and anger emerged.
“Where’s two? Why did you skip two and go straight to one! And didn’t you usually attack when you called zero last time?”
Quionson blurted it out, almost in a panic, his emotions breaking down and becoming agitated.
If the opponent had followed the steps, even facing death, Quionson would have had some psychological preparation.
But Ye Cangtian’s actions had, in an intangible way, added another layer of fear for him.
“Heh, sorry, I forgot to tell you!”
“I set the rules. Besides, I didn’t say I’d necessarily count down in order, nor did I say I’d only attack when the countdown finished!”
“It’s your own fault for not guessing. If you had guessed, this wouldn’t have happened!”
Hearing Quionson’s questioning, Ye Cangtian smiled playfully.
“You…”
This statement left Quionson speechless. He understood that the other party was the cleaver, and he was the fish.
If he had no ability to resist, he could only let himself be slaughtered.
Seeing Quionson at a loss for words, Ye Cangtian smiled slightly and shrugged, “Alright, now it’s just you. I’ll start the countdown! Three!”
Whoosh!
As Ye Cangtian finished speaking, a dagger shot out, piercing Quionson’s shoulder.
“Bastard!”
Feeling the intense pain in his shoulder, Quionson’s eyes widened, and he glared at Ye Cangtian, shouting, “If you have the guts, kill me directly!”
“Heh, I intended to kill you, but my hand slipped.”
Ye Cangtian smiled teasingly, causing Quionson’s anger to surge.
A super expert at the Earthly Grandmaster level claiming his hand slipped was a reason even a fool wouldn't believe!
Ye Cangtian ignored Quionson’s anger and said coldly, “Don’t try to act tough in front of me.
Did you think I didn’t see you handing over your Qiankun bags to Ye Cangtian in Tingfeng Tower to save your own lives?”
Huh?
Hearing this, Quionson’s expression changed drastically.
He never imagined that the other party also knew about what happened in Tingfeng Tower that day.
And from the other party’s tone, it seemed he was present then.
In an instant, Quionson’s face flushed red, as if his last fig leaf had been torn away.
This was an event he considered his greatest shame, something even the Pope didn’t know!
After a short while, Quionson’s expression calmed down slightly. He gritted his teeth and said, “Ask what you want to know.”
Quionson knew clearly that falling into Dawn’s hands now meant certain death.
After all, he had killed Qing Dao, and the other party had to avenge Qing Dao.
Therefore, the moment he was defeated, he had decided to face death with composure, maintaining a tough demeanor.
This way, even if he died, he would become a hero of Guangming Peak and be remembered for eternity.
But now things were different. The other party knew about his stain. He worried that if this matter reached the Pope’s ears, he would no longer be able to enjoy the reputation of a hero.
Since he couldn’t achieve either outcome, he might as well answer a few questions honestly and then have it over with, avoiding further suffering.
Has he seen the light?
Hearing the other party’s words, Ye Cangtian showed a mocking smile and said, “The question remains the same: what is the ultimate goal of the Hall of Light!”
“We don’t know the true objective. Perhaps only Hasaer knows.”
Quionson glanced at Dawn and said, “Our goal is to eliminate all experts who ascend the Sun and Moon Twin Islands.”
“Hasaer explicitly told us that when collecting your Qiankun bags, we are not allowed to keep anything inside for ourselves! Other than that, there is nothing else!”
Hmm?
Qiankun bags?
Ye Cangtian frowned upon hearing this.
Normally, whether it was Guangming Peak or the Dark Association, the spoils obtained during their operations had to be handed over to the team leader, who would then pass them to the organizations behind them.
The operatives only received fixed remuneration and rewards.
This was the rule of the Hall of Light and the Dark Association. Their members were accustomed to it. But why did Hasaer need to reiterate it?
Was the Hall of Light looking for something?
If that were the case, Ye Cangtian became even more confused!
Back on the Sun and Moon Twin Islands, he was the leader for both the Hall of Light and the Chinese forces.
During this period, only he obtained the Nine Revolutions Golden Elixir and the Qiankun bags of Hasaer and others.
But those Qiankun bags contained nothing but some pills and spirit stones!
What were they still looking for?
It seemed this question could only be answered after capturing Hasaer.
With that thought, Ye Cangtian glanced at Quionson again, teasingly saying, “Now you can tell me the location of Hasaer and Qiao!”
…
Quionson did not hide the location of Qiao and Hasaer and told him truthfully.
After saying everything, Quionson glanced at Dawn and said, “Can you give me a quick end now?”
He knew very well that after revealing their locations, his usefulness would be gone.
He had no further requests, only wishing for less pain.
“You can.”
Ye Cangtian nodded lightly and instantly flicked a sharp dagger, piercing Quionson’s heart directly.
Ye Cangtian would never show mercy to such a dangerous assassin.
“Since you’ve confessed everything, I’ll give you one more piece of advice!”
“The essence of assassination lies in the word ‘stealth.’ Once you openly confront others, the art of assassination becomes useless!”
“After learning for so long, you still haven’t grasped this point; you’re truly quite useless!”
As Ye Cangtian’s voice faded, Quionson seemed to understand something.
He cast a deep glance at Ye Cangtian and trembled, saying, “Th-thank you…”
With that, he collapsed to the ground.
Watching Quionson die.
Ye Cangtian’s expression was calm. He turned his gaze to the side and said, “Lan Yue, I’ll leave the cleanup here to you. I’m going to meet Hasaer and Qiao!”
“Okay, be careful.”
Lan Yue nodded slightly. After what had just happened, she had absolute faith in Ye Cangtian’s strength.
Therefore, she did not request to accompany him.