The arrival was none other than Song Jin Jian, who had just returned from beyond Mengshui Pass.
Dressed in green robes speckled with blood, he gripped the Uncontested Sword and gazed calmly at Chen Yi, his eyes sweeping over Pei Yonglin on the ground.
"Not only are you, 'Dragon Tiger,' close with the Xiao Family, but you also have an intimate relationship with those Mountain Tribe vermin?"
Chen Yi frowned slightly at that. Naturally, he understood what Song Jin Jian meant, but...
But even at a time like this, when Song Jin Jian had tried to kill Pei Yonglin, he was still thinking of washing his hands clean of the matter.
Just as Chen Yi was about to speak, a figure flew out from the distant mountain forest—Shui Hetong.
He headed straight for Song Jin Jian. "Brother Song, I came here alongside 'Dragon Tiger.' Does that mean I, too, am close with Mountain Tribe vermin?"
Song Jin Jian glanced at him, his tone as level as ever. "I did not expect even Water Pavilion Master Shui of the Wind and Rain Tower to be involved with Mountain Tribe vermin."
"But why did you kill Little Daoist Lord Hua Huiyang, as well as Shu Prefecture's Education Minister Ma Shuhan and the others?"
Shui Hetong's handsome face immediately darkened. Fist Intent erupted from his body as he threw a punch at him.
"Stop spitting blood from your mouth!"
"Song Jin Jian, don't think I don't know that you and Pei Yonglin were behind all this!"
"What exactly are you and the Qinghe Cui Family trying to do?!"
Watching him charge over, Song Jin Jian unhurriedly raised the Uncontested Sword and drew a circle where he stood.
A ring of Sword Intent swept outward like an aurora, lighting up the dim night sky.