But it was Feng Ting Shu and Zhao Bei Xuan who shouted at the same time.
The purple-robed elder's expression darkened. He was about to speak when Zhao Bei Xuan said, "Deputy Head Official Chen, I want to know exactly how this man completed his mission. That isn't an unreasonable request, is it?"
The purple-robed elder seethed inwardly. Unreasonable? What would count as unreasonable? What rank or office do you hold, Zhao, to speak so arrogantly? Why should Xu Yi tell you his private business?
Though he was furious, he didn't let it show. In a mild voice, he said, "Young Master Zhao, I don't know the details either. We'll have to ask Xu Yi. Of course, whether he's willing to tell you is beyond my control."
"Where is Xu Yi?"
Zhao Bei Xuan barked.
Xu Yi pulled off his black hood and strode forward. "Xu Yi is here. It's been a long time, Steward Feng." He clasped his fists toward Feng Ting Shu, smiling like a flower in spring as he met his furious gaze.
"A spineless rat who hides his face. What ability do you have to kill Old Demon Zhong?"
Zhao Bei Xuan's voice was icy. He didn't believe for a second that Xu Yi could have killed Old Demon Zhong. It simply made no sense.
"I have no special ability. May I ask how many Merit Points you've earned this time, Brother Zhao? How many missions did you take to accumulate your current total?"
Xu Yi smiled, his words sharp as a blade.
Zhao Bei Xuan's face turned icy. His nostrils flared with anger, but he couldn't utter a word. However he put it, Xu Yi's achievement was right there for all to see. He had just been boasting as if the whole crowd were beneath