Outside Taixu Hall.
The thick nighttime fog dimmed the street lamps. More than a dozen Jiudu Guards stood before the estate gates. From the way they carried sabers across their shoulders to the ill-intentioned looks on their faces, it was clear they were a pack of vicious troublemakers.
Especially the young man at the front.
The people of Taixu Hall were guarding the gates and refused to let anyone in, no matter what they said. Mei Chengyu's expression was cool. As he listened to the other party speak, he lightly touched his temple, his dismissive attitude making it clear he didn't take them seriously at all.
Manager Xiao of Taixu Hall said gravely, "The fire is already under control, so there's no need to trouble you. Please go back."
An impolite snicker rang out from the crowd.
Among the Jiudu Guards, Zhang Pinghui raised his thick black eyebrows and said arrogantly, "Looks to me like the fire at your Taixu Hall is about to singe this young master's eyebrows. Don't stand there blowing hot air about having it under control. Your Hall Master won't be able to put out tonight's fire."
"What kind of person are you to speak to us like that?" someone from Taixu Hall shouted angrily, only for Zhang Pinghui to let out a piercing whistle.
The whistle sounded like an eagle's shriek. In the eyes of the Taixu Hall spellcaster, a Black Eagle suddenly dived toward him, opened its beak, and snatched away his left eye. He let out a terrified, anguished scream.
It all happened too quickly for the people of Taixu Hall to react. Seeing the eyeball lying on the ground, Manager Xiao flew into a rage. "How dare you! You—"
"Are you finished?" Mei Chengyu lifted his eyelids and finally looked them in