Xiao He, far away in the Central Domain, was still anxiously awaiting news. He did not know whether his younger sister had been rescued or whether the evil cultivators had discovered anything suspicious. Just then, the jade pendant at his waist lit up.
Xiao He sent his spiritual sense into it, and his eyes darkened. He then left the small courtyard he rented and headed to the largest teahouse in the city.
Xiao He was in the most remote city of the Central Domain. Even its largest teahouse had only two floors. Familiar with the route, he went to the private room he had reserved and quietly waited for the person who had summoned him here.
After the time it took for an incense stick to burn, a figure appeared across from Xiao He.
Xiao He cupped his hands and said:
"Sir, may I ask what new task you have summoned me for?"
The other person's entire face was concealed beneath a hood, making it impossible to tell whether they were male or female. However, judging by the form of address, Xiao He could determine that this was a male cultivator. The man said in an even, unruffled voice:
"Your sister, Xiao Lei, has been killed."
"What?"
Upon hearing this, Xiao He abruptly rose from his chair. His voice turned cold as he said:
"You promised me you would not harm my sister. That was why I was willing to let you command me. Now that my sister is gone, our deal is void. I will not let you off easily!"
By the end, Xiao He's face was brimming with killing intent, like a wolf poised to choose someone to devour.
The person opposite him remained calm as he said:
"You have hated the wrong people. The ones who killed