Maxing Out Proficiency, Grinding My Way into a Mortal Sword Immortal

If they had really investigated, they might not have come.

Or they might have sent someone stronger.

That way, they wouldn't have had to take such a risk. Now that the two elders were dead, they had fulfilled their mission.

And yet he still hadn't managed to get away.

But he couldn't blame anyone else.

"You've saved me the trouble of investigating for myself." Yun Shu smiled faintly. "Tell me, what's your relationship to Qin Lingyu?"

"He's my younger cousin." The young man's lips trembled, but this time, he didn't think of running. Even if he got away, he might not escape the person in front of him.

"You can't kill me. My Qin Family ranks among the top ten powers in eastern Yunzhou. If you dare lay a finger on me, someone will come for you tomorrow!" He suddenly stopped trying to flee and even began making threats.

"Top ten in the east?" Yun Shu shook his head with a smile. If they were among the top ten in all of Yunzhou, he might have been somewhat wary, since that would surely mean they had Human Immortal experts—and likely ones of considerable strength.

But being merely among the top ten in the east? How was that any different from a power like Tiandu City?

Even Tiandu City could make the list.

Then, still gazing at him calmly, he said, "I could kill Qin Lingyu, so naturally I can kill you too. Don't think I lack the nerve. If you really had some way to deal with me, you wouldn't still be standing here."

The young man was dumbstruck.

He had never imagined that the person before him wouldn't fear the power he'd invoked behind him.

There was even mockery in his gaze.

That was hard to swallow.

The thing