"Why does that prove this Jade Flute belonged to Old Demon Kongxu? Surely it wouldn't be difficult to get hold of one," an incongruous voice rang out. The speaker was a red-faced middle-aged man of imposing bearing—the Young Alliance Leader of the Four Seas Alliance, Geng Jianping.
The Four Seas Alliance and the Blood Sea Society had plenty of business interests in common. They kept up a show of cordiality on the surface, but behind the scenes, they were fighting tooth and nail. As soon as Geng Jianping finished speaking, Feng Sihai's Head Butler stepped forward before Xu Yi could explain.
"The Young Alliance Leader may not know this, but Old Demon Kongxu's Jade Flute was forged from a blue flood dragon's brow bone. Its notes are clear and far-reaching, and most remarkable of all, when played, it conjures clouds of auspicious mist. It may not be the only one in the world, but there's certainly no way to forge a fake at short notice." As he spoke, Guan Zhao took the Jade Flute and began to play.
He played "Listening to the Rain from a Small Tower." As the flute notes rang out, clouds of auspicious mist indeed appeared, drifting up into the sky and away. When the tune ended, Feng Sihai cupped his fists toward Xu Yi. "May I ask how Fellow Daoist Xue injured Old Demon Kongxu and took this Jade Flute from him?"
Xu Yi frowned. "I only heard that all you need to do is bring news of Old Demon Kongxu to claim your reward. I figured words alone wouldn't be proof, so I risked injuring him and took this Jade Flute to the Blood Sea Society to claim the bounty. But I don't know whether the Eldest Young Master will accept it."
Feng Sihai