"What did you say?"
Xiao Yi Xian stood in the courtyard, looking at the two people kneeling before her. Her calm voice seemed to be filled with endless killing intent.
"Buzz, buzz, buzz!"
"You Su" within the Sword Box on Xiao Yi Xian's back trembled, and a piercing Sword Qi suddenly enveloped the entire sky.
Boundless killing intent spread through the mercenary group. Anyone touched by it felt bone-deep cold, as if mountains of corpses and seas of blood lay before their eyes.
"Miss, I truly don't know what happened!"
Liu Yan knelt before Xiao Yi Xian and repeatedly kowtowed. The "bang, bang, bang" of his head striking the ground seemed to echo into the heavens.
Chi Han also kowtowed beside him, stammering, "Little Spirit and Qing Lin were worried about your safety and went off somewhere."
"We couldn't stop them!"
"Please, Miss—Master—see the truth!"
Hearing their words, Xiao Yi Xian's icy gaze locked onto a certain direction. It was the place where Qing Lin had been taken away in the original story—Salt City, the Mo Family!
The Mo Family was one of the four great families of the northeastern province of the Jia Ma Empire. Though its power could not compare to massive forces like the Nalan Family, it was not to be underestimated.
Having occupied the northeastern region for years, they were deeply entrenched there. They carried themselves like local overlords, and few dared provoke them.
In the original story, they had wanted Qing Lin's eyes for some so-called "limb replacement." Although she had never intended to meddle in such matters.
But this time, Qing Lin and Little Spirit had disappeared. The first place she suspected was there.
Today, she would make them pay. Blood would flow like a river. Anyone who touched her people was simply courting