"What exactly did you mean, Brother Xu?"
Yun Mingmie had suffered too many losses and been taken in too many times by Xu Yi. Whenever something came up, he had to turn it over in his mind a few times or he couldn't put himself at ease.
"Nothing more than this: I can give you the Life-Death Gu bottle, but you have to satisfy me."
Xu Yi stared at Yun Mingmie as he spoke.
"How do I satisfy you?"
Yun Mingmie asked in a low voice.
"If you keep talking like that, there's no point."
Xu Yi stared coldly at Yun Mingmie. Suddenly, the Life-Death Gu bottle appeared in his palm.
Yun Mingmie gritted his teeth. "I'll say it again: I trust you. Do you know why I told you not to join the wedding escort? Did you think I was afraid the Heir and the Third Young Master would make things difficult for you once you reached Guide Road? I was afraid you wouldn't even make it to Guide Road—you'd be killed on the way."
Xu Yi frowned slightly. "You mean they plan to attack me on the road."
Yun Mingmie said, "Why would they even need to attack you themselves..."
He stopped abruptly, staring at Xu Yi for a long moment. Then he gritted his teeth. "Forget it. I've said this much already, so I might as well tell you. Why do you think the Heir went to see the Vice Venerable as soon as he arrived on Jiannan Road, before the County Princess had even finalized her betrothal?"
Xu Yi's eyes widened. "You mean the Heir's marriage plans were never pure to begin with."
Xu Yi suddenly recalled the moment he and Yun Mingmie had met at the banquet. When Yun Mingmie heard that he'd been assigned