Inside Jiangnan Benevolence Manor, Jiang Heliu entered his own room and opened a secret chamber. There was another world within—it was actually a sizable residence.
The residence was brilliantly lit, bright as day, and seemed large enough to accommodate dozens of people.
Yet at the moment, there was only one person within that residence: a young man.
His features were fairly ordinary, but no one who saw him for the first time would be drawn to his face. Instead, their eyes would immediately fall upon his hands.
They were a pair of hands with abnormally thick knuckles, so large they hardly seemed human. Yet they were as translucent and lustrous as if carved from jade, bizarre yet filled with a strange beauty.
With such an obvious hallmark, anyone in the Jianghu could identify him at a glance. He was the ninth-ranked expert on the Human Ranking, 'Jade-Breaking Hand' Yue Qingping.
Yue Qingping had previously said that he would not be attending this Jiangnan Assembly, yet now he had appeared openly in the secret chamber of Benevolence Manor. His identity was not hard to imagine.
"My younger brother is dead," Yue Qingping said flatly.
His tone was utterly calm, as though the one who had died was not his own brother, but merely some stray cat or dog.
"Su Xin killed him," Yue Qingping continued.
His voice remained calm, as if he were merely stating a fact.
Seeing Yue Qingping like this, Jiang Heliu could not help but slap his forehead in frustration.
Outside, Yue Qingping always put on an open and magnanimous front. But Jiang Heliu knew that this Yue Qingping was the real Yue Qingping—unmoved by favor or disgrace, yet so calm it chilled one to the bone, and so stubborn it gave one a headache.
"Your Highness, listen