In the year 3794 of the Wufeng calendar, on the twenty-seventh day of the third month, Young Master Yiling, Xu Yi, slaughtered the Wufeng Royal Court. The whole world was shaken!
The name Young Master Yiling was no more. The fearsome reputation of Old Demon Yiling could stop children from crying at night.
Xu Yi left the Wufeng Royal Court and returned to Qingxing City, to the tower on South Plaza. Cao Qi, the gray-haired head of Guanglong Trading Company, was already seated there, with Tang Shanhai standing behind him.
As soon as Xu Yi came upstairs, Cao Qi rose from his seat, while Tang Shanhai fell to his knees, trembling uncontrollably.
Xu Yi asked, "Has Miss Yan been comfortable staying with you, Brother Cao?"
When Xu Yi entered the Royal Court and saw Yibu Xin, many things had immediately become clear to him.
It was obvious that Long Yuanshou could not have summoned that strange swordsman. The man had come here plainly to wait for him.
And the only person who knew he would enter the Royal Court was probably Tang Shanhai.
Thinking further, if Tang Shanhai was still alive, then Cao Qi must be alive too.
Tang Shanhai's visit was likely at Cao Qi's instruction, to find out where Xu Yi was and inform the strange swordsman.
Following that line of thought, once he confirmed Cao Qi was safe, he also realized that Yan Zi, whose whereabouts were unknown, had most likely been taken away by Cao Qi.
There was no other explanation. Cao Qi had placed far too big a bet on him, and understood all too well how important Xu was.
If Cao Qi had Yan Zi in his hands, he held a winning card.
It was just that Xu Yi hadn't expected Cao Qi to