Ye Tian had come out precisely to deal with these two middle-aged cultivators. How could he possibly let him go? He waved a hand toward the man's retreating back.
Spiritual energy surged, abruptly condensing into a long blade of energy that shot toward the middle-aged cultivator like lightning.
The latter sensed an unprecedented danger crashing down upon him. It was terrifyingly fast, giving him no time to react before it struck him and pierced straight through his body.
Ye Tian raised his hand and pulled, dragging the middle-aged cultivator's corpse back. Flames erupted from the body and blazed fiercely, reducing it to ashes in an instant. Only a wisp of smoke remained, drifting away with the cool breeze blowing through the corridor.
Creak!
Far down the inn's corridor, the door to a guest room opened.
An unfamiliar man poked his head out and looked around.
He had heard the commotion caused when Ye Tian killed the middle-aged cultivator and had come out to investigate out of curiosity.
Yet there was nothing. He saw only Ye Tian standing quietly some distance away.
Looks like I heard wrong. That thought flashed through the man's mind. He nodded to Ye Tian, then shut the door and returned to his room.
Ye Tian calmly nodded back in greeting before turning and knocking on the door of Li Xiangge's room.
"Who is it?" Rong'er's voice called out.
"Mu Yan."
"Your Highness, it's Mister Mu," Rong'er said, clearly having gone to ask Li Xiangge.
After a moment, the door opened.
"Please come in." Rong'er gestured for Ye Tian to enter. Once he did, she closed the door and turned to make tea.
"No need for tea. There's something I need to discuss," Ye Tian said.
Rong'er instinctively looked toward Li Xiangge.
"Then there's no need," the