"If that's the case, isn't he too arrogant? Naming it the Blood Fiend Hall directly, is he afraid I won't connect him?" Qi Yu paused at this, then couldn't help but frown.
But then again.
The fact that she was the Mistress of the Assassination Pavilion was unknown even to Li Yu and Yu Zhen.
How did the Blood Fiend know?
If the Blood Fiend was deliberately targeting and provoking her identity as the Mistress of the Assassination Pavilion, setting aside the reasons, someone must have leaked the information.
That meant...
Qi Yu's gaze turned grim.
Someone among those close to her had a problem, someone by her side had privately defected to the Blood Fiend.
Qi Yu's previously bright expression suddenly darkened, leaving everyone bewildered.
Yan Hua, after a moment of thought, also immediately understood and couldn't help but gently tap the table with his hand: "If this Blood Fiend Hall is indeed the Blood Fiend's territory, then is the Blood Fiend Hall targeting the Assassination Pavilion a coincidence, or was it arranged by someone?"
Chen Xi was startled, and his mind also caught up.
Wang Lanqing and Chi Shangming did not interject.
Just then, a sudden series of knocks echoed from outside.
A demonic cultivator from the Assassination Pavilion went to look and, upon seeing who it was outside, rushed back in a hurry:
"Mistress, people from the Blood Fiend Hall have arrived."
The demonic cultivator's tone was somewhat flustered.
Yan Hua and Chen Xi exchanged glances, and they both chose to withdraw for now.
They didn't want the people from the Blood Fiend Hall to see them.
Chi Shangming and Wang Lanqing also followed suit and withdrew.
Si Qing had intended to stay, but after considering it, she also withdrew with Yan Hua and the others.
Qi Yu sat alone in the courtyard, her hand resting on the stone table, holding a cup of cold tea. She used her spiritual energy to warm it up little by little, then instructed the demonic cultivator:
"Let them in."
The demonic cultivator was stunned for a moment, then quickly nodded and scurried back to open the door.
Outside, a man wearing a single glass monocle on his face and a pale white pipa-sleeved robe, accompanied by several subordinates dressed in black, walked in.
Qi Yu glanced at them, still calmly sitting in her original position, drinking her hot tea.
The man had never seen Qi Yu before and naturally didn't know she was the Mistress of the Assassination Pavilion. Therefore, he treated Qi Yu as just an ordinary assassin from the Assassination Pavilion. As soon as he entered, he threw a letter at Qi Yu:
"Tsk, hasn't your Mistress shown herself yet? After such a long time without appearing, is she perhaps dead? Get your manager over here and have your manager send a few people to our Blood Fiend Hall to properly discuss the compensation for the incident a few days ago."
Qi Yu raised an eyebrow and looked at the demonic cultivator beside her.
The demonic cultivator looked as if he had just remembered, and he whispered to Qi Yu: "Mistress, there was indeed such an incident, but I forgot to mention it to you earlier."
Qi Yu looked up at the demonic cultivator and took a sip of tea: "Tell me, what happened?"
The demonic cultivator knelt beside her: "It was just a few days ago. Our subordinates had a conflict with people from the Blood Fiend Hall and damaged one of their shops. We agreed to discuss compensation today, but you arrived so suddenly that I forgot about it."
Having said this, the demonic cultivator couldn't help but lower his voice and add: "Actually, damaging the Blood Fiend Hall's shop was a matter of circumstance. That day, their Blood Fiend Hall people were also like today, cursing that you, Mistress, would die. Our people got angry and then... we fought."
Qi Yu put down her cup.
Spreading rumors, sending evil spirits, deliberately targeting her Assassination Pavilion, cursing her, and now they had the audacity to come to demand money.
Tsk, very good.
"Our manager is not here," she said, slamming her cup down with a bang. She turned to face the man's eyes, raised her hand, and threw the letter back: "Have your Blood Fiend Hall's Hall Master come in person."
The sharp edge of the envelope sliced across the man's face and then embedded directly into the wall behind him.
The man raised his hand to wipe the blood from his cheek, his smile unchanged. Sharp blades appeared on his fingertips: "Our Hall Master is not someone who can be seen by just anyone."
"Not someone who can be seen by just anyone?" Qi Yu seemed to have heard a funny joke. She rolled up her sleeves, stood up, and walked towards the man.
A moment later.
Si Qing and the others, who were hiding inside, heard a rumbling sound.
Chen Xi peeked outside.
He saw Qi Yu standing in a pit several feet deep, holding the man who had spoken earlier in one hand, punching him wildly while gritting her teeth and asking:
"How is it?"
"Can your Blood Fiend Hall's Hall Master still come?"
"I told you to have your Blood Fiend Hall's Hall Master come over himself, is that possible?"
"What else can you say? Not someone who can be seen by just anyone. Is it possible now? This habit of yours, Blood Fiend Hall, is truly despicable!"
Qi Yu continued to curse and beat him furiously.
The monocle on the man's face was shattered, and his clothes were torn in several large places.
His subordinates were scattered around, falling in all directions.
Only Qi Yu was unharmed, except for a bit of dirt on her sleeves.
Wang Lanqing, standing behind, couldn't see. Seeing everyone peeking out to watch the spectacle, she couldn't help but stand on tiptoe and look out, asking:
"Did they start fighting? Did Qi Yu suffer any losses? Their tone just now sounded like they weren't friendly."
Si Qing looked at Qi Yu, who was holding the man in her hand, and the large pit at her feet. She chewed on sunflower seeds and shook her head:
"She doesn't seem to have suffered any losses."
Chen Xi looked at Si Qing and twitched his lips: "More than just no losses."
She's about to beat him to death.