Water-Moon Sword Palace.
At the banquet.
After several rounds of toasts, just as the guests were sitting back down.
Ye Zhengqi suddenly rose with his wine cup in hand.
"Palace Master Xiao!" he said evenly.
It was here!!
The guests' hearts tightened at the sight.
Hearing him, Xiao Qiushui looked toward Ye Zhengqi.
"Palace Master Xiao, congratulations on successfully entering the third rank!" Ye Zhengqi raised his cup and gestured toward Xiao Qiushui from afar.
Xiao Qiushui gave Ye Zhengqi a serious look, then picked up the cup before her and rose. "Thank you, Lord Ye, for your congratulations."
She smiled faintly. Watching Ye Zhengqi drain his cup in one gulp, she did the same.
Yet after emptying his cup, Ye Zhengqi did not sit back down.
"Palace Master Xiao, I came here today to settle another matter as well." He toyed with the cup in his hand.
"Speak." Xiao Qiushui remained calm.
Though she already knew what Ye Zhengqi was about to say, she said nothing more.
"Let the grudge between you and Commissioner Jiang end here. What do you say?" Ye Zhengqi asked.
"Not a chance!" Xiao Qiushui's gaze turned cold.
"So Palace Master Xiao refuses to give me this face?" Ye Zhengqi's tone was calm, but anyone could hear the threat in it.
How domineering!
Jiang Ning sighed inwardly as he looked at Ye Zhengqi beside him.
At the same time, he paid no heed whatsoever to the gazes falling upon him.
"Lord Ye, your face is not great enough to make me lay down the blood-deep hatred of my kin's deaths." As her words fell, Xiao Qiushui's gaze landed on Jiang Ning.
"Commissioner Jiang, have you nothing to say?" Xiao Qiushui spoke again.
Before Jiang Ning could answer.
Bang—
The sudden sound of porcelain shattering instantly