This messenger was a Death Courier trained by Luo Jiuxiao. A Death Courier was someone who regarded death as home; even if Luo Jiuxiao ordered him to kill himself, he would obediently comply.
Such Death Couriers were extremely difficult to cultivate and possessed tremendous value. They would only be sent out at the most critical moments.
And now was precisely a critical moment that required risking his life!
The messenger arrived near Blood Kill Pavilion and stood halfway up the mountain, gazing at the dark-red tower. The entire building looked as though it had been painted with fresh blood.
At first glance, there was not a soul in sight nearby, but upon closer sensing, he felt pressure from dangers lurking everywhere. Approaching Blood Kill Pavilion meant he could be attacked by assassins at any moment. This place was practically the Gates of Hell.
The messenger touched his chest, knowing he could wait no longer. He took a deep breath and shouted, "I wish to request an audience with the Blood Kill Pavilion Master. I want to discuss matters concerning Miss Yu Rou with him. As long as you pass along this name, the Pavilion Master will definitely see me!"
The messenger repeatedly shouted these words. His voice was loud enough to alert the hidden assassins and deliver his message to the Blood Kill Pavilion Master.
Miss Yu Rou.
Those four words were the messenger's protective charm. The City Lord had instructed him that as long as he called out that name, the people of Blood Kill Pavilion would not rashly kill him. As for the specific reason, the messenger did not know.
After shouting several times, movement finally arose around him. Several figures vaguely darted between the woods and boulders with astonishing speed, all of them flashing past too quickly