Xu Yi had threatened Yun Mingmie with his words, but he was also trying to figure out why Yun Mingmie had used a communication bead to contact him.
After dealing with him several times, Xu Yi reckoned he understood Yun Mingmie's temperament somewhat. The man wasn't one to rush in just because he'd caught wind of something or wanted to watch the fun. He had to be plotting something.
Was he just teasing Xu Yi for his own amusement? Xu Yi didn't believe Yun Mingmie had the nerve.
Was he trying to trick Xu Yi into admitting he'd killed Third Young Master Yun, so he could use that as leverage? Xu Yi didn't think Yun Mingmie would be so childish.
With Yun Mingmie's own weakness in Xu Yi's hands, he knew the man wouldn't try anything like that. The reason was simple, and Xu Yi understood it well: nobles like Yun Mingmie thought far too highly of themselves. He'd never willingly trade his life for another's.
Xu Yi wasn't even afraid of being accused of murdering Third Young Master Yun, so he was certainly not worried about Yun Mingmie accusing him of having an affair with Princess Yinqiu.
After a moment's thought, Xu Yi said coldly, "That's right. Everything you said was right. Yun San died by my hand. In fact, you deserve some of the credit. If I hadn't learned from you how to use the Skull Ring, Yun San would have caught me off guard long ago. From that perspective, half of Yun San's death is on your hands."
"Brother Xu, there's no need to provoke me. I didn't contact you this time to demand an explanation. I only asked about Yun San out of curiosity. In fact, I should be thanking you. Yun San was always arrogant