Ye Xiwen looked up and saw another young woman. She had a fiery figure, revealing clothes, fair skin, and a beautiful face, but there was a hint of provocation in her expression.
Beside her, a handsome young man had an arm around her waist, his manner rather frivolous. His robe was slightly open at the chest, and a lazy smile hung on his face, as though nothing in the world mattered to him.
"Junior Sister, I never expected you to still be alive. Tsk, tsk, what a charmed life you have!" The scantily clad woman looked at Ruo Xi with a light laugh, as if she were witnessing some miracle.
"Senior Sister Ruo Qing, those assassins who hunted me down before—they were your doing, weren't they?" Ruo Xi's beautiful eyes brimmed with fury, as though flames were about to burst forth.
"What do you think?" Ruo Qing giggled, shaking like a flower branch in the wind.
"You..." Ruo Xi gritted her teeth. "It had to be you!"
Ye Xiwen looked at the two martial sisters strangely. Their relationship was clearly not merely poor; they had reached the point of hiring assassins to kill one's own junior sister. What sort of deep-seated hatred was this?
"So what if it was me? What can you do about it?" Ruo Qing giggled, seeming to find Ruo Xi's bitter, hate-filled expression quite amusing.
"You—you betrayed the sect, and now you won't even spare me?" Ruo Xi demanded angrily.
"That old bastard always favored you. You entered the sect so much later than I did, so why did all the sect's resources go to you?" Ruo Qing said blandly. "Now that old bastard is dead, let's see who can protect you then!"
"Tsk, tsk, darling, is this your dear junior sister? She's quite pretty!" The