The woman, wearing a mask and black veil, took out a rolled-up scroll from her Soul Tool and handed it to Shen Jian, indicating that Shen Jian should present it to him.
Shen Jian had just taken a step forward with the scroll in his hand when he heard Jun Xuehan's voice from above.
"Have the woman next to you bring it over. You can stay where you are." Jun Xuehan's gaze fell on the girl in black veil below, or more precisely, on the Soul Tool in the girl's hand.
He had seen this Soul Tool before, on Ning Rongrong, the eldest daughter of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. Therefore, he guessed that the woman with the black veil was Ning Rongrong, but he couldn't be sure.
Upon hearing this, Shen Jian immediately handed the scroll to Ning Rongrong beside him, and Ning Rongrong took the scroll and slowly walked up.
When Ning Rongrong approached Jun Xuehan and Qian Renxue, she reached out and pulled them aside, suppressing her voice, and began to explain the layout and personnel arrangement marked on the scroll.
Jun Xuehan and Qian Renxue paid no attention to what Ning Rongrong was saying. Instead, they looked at the very bottom of the scroll. Although Ning Rongrong had pressed down the protrusion at the bottom, they could still tell at a glance that something was hidden there.
As the scroll unfurled, a flash of cold light appeared, Ning Rongrong, holding a dagger, stabbed directly at Jun Xuehan, who was acting as a thief.
From her seat, Jun Xuehan calmly extended two fingers to catch the dagger that was thrust at her, while Qian Renxue reached out and grabbed Ning Rongrong by the neck. The veil and mask on her face fell off and landed on the ground.
"So, you've finally revealed your true colors? But Ning Rongrong, you seem to have underestimated my strength. You think you can assassinate me with just a Support Soul Master like yourself?" Jun Xuehan chuckled, snatched the dagger from Ning Rongrong's hand, and played with it in his hand.
Although he is still recovering from his injuries, his strength is far beyond what Ning Rongrong, a Soul Ancestor, can match, especially since Ning Rongrong is only a Support Soul Master.
"Hmph, this matter was done by me alone, and has nothing to do with him. Now that I'm in your hands, if you're not afraid of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's retaliation, then kill me or torture me as you please." Ning Rongrong snorted coldly, her eyes filled with resentment as she looked at Jun Xuehan.
"Using the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile to threaten us? Do you think we're really afraid of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?" Qian Renxue sneered, pinching Ning Rongrong's hand and gradually tightening her grip, causing Ning Rongrong's face to immediately turn red.
Jun Xuehan reached out and placed her hand on Qian Renxue's Qian Renxue, signaling her to release her hand, before turning her gaze to Shen Jian below. Those around them also silently watched Shen Jian in the center, his powerful aura spreading throughout the hall.
"Ning Rongrong said this matter has nothing to do with you, is that right?" Jun Xuehan placed the dagger against Ning Rongrong's fair neck, the sharp blade even causing Sisi of blood to appear on Ning Rongrong's neck.
"One who does something, one who takes responsibility!" Shen Jian stepped forward, glanced around, and when he noticed the Soul Master eyeing him menacingly, he changed the subject and said, "This matter really has nothing to do with me. It was all Ning Rongrong's doing. I know nothing about it. I really came here to seek refuge with the Wind Snow Pavilion. Please, Pavilion Master, see the truth."
Upon hearing this, laughter erupted in the Wind Snow Pavilion.
Jun Xuehan chuckled and turned his gaze back to Ning Rongrong. He patted Ning Rongrong's cheek with the dagger in his hand and said, "You should thank your Grandpa Sword. Considering Chen Xin's dying wish, I will not kill you now. You can return to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."
"But you must remember that you only have one chance, and you only have one life, so cherish this opportunity."
Jun Xuehan slowly withdrew the dagger from her hand, turning her gaze away from Ning Rongrong.
"You're going to let me go back to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect? Aren't you going to use me to blackmail our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?" Ning Rongrong couldn't help but ask after hearing Jun Xuehan's words.
"Don't think too highly of yourself. I'm only doing this because of Chen Xin's dying wish." Jun Xuehan glanced at Ning Rongrong and couldn't help but chuckle.
Qian Renxue rolled her eyes at Jun Xuehan and said, "I won't kill you now, but I'll teach you a lesson. Xuehan can't bring himself to hit a woman, but I can."
As she spoke, Qian Renxue raised her hand and slapped Ning Rongrong across the face. With a loud crack, a clear handprint appeared on Ning Rongrong's face.
"You dare hit me?" Ning Rongrong wiped the blood flowing from the corner of her mouth and looked at Qian Renxue with disbelief.
As the eldest daughter of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, when had she ever been slapped in front of everyone?
Upon hearing this, Qian Renxue raised her hand and slapped him again, the crisp sound echoing in the hall.
"You think I dare? This isn't your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, it's our Wind Snow Pavilion. And you're not some young lady from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, just a prisoner arrested for assassination. This slap will teach you a lesson." Qian Renxue said, and slapped her again.
Jun Xuehan tucked his hands behind his head and closed his eyes slightly. As long as Ning Rongrong was alive, that was enough. Whether she was injured or not was none of his concern. If he wanted, he could send another corpse back to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect without any problem.
Ning Rongrong was slightly dizzy from the three slaps and shook her head to clear her head, but Qian Renxue slapped her again. She vented all the anger she felt towards the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect for assassinating Jun Xuehan on Ning Rongrong.
After about ten minutes, Qian Renxue withdrew her hand, sat down again, and said, "Now, before we change our minds, you can go back to your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. Otherwise, what you'll be sent back to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect later might be a corpse."
Ning Rongrong swayed, gave Jun Xuehan a deep look, and staggered out of the hall. Bright red blood occasionally trickled from the corner of her mouth.
Standing below, Shen Jian watched Ning Rongrong's situation and couldn't help but secretly calculate in his heart that Ning Rongrong, the assassin, was unharmed, he, who hadn't done anything, should also be fine.
"Sect Master, may I leave now?" Shen Jian asked cautiously, glancing at the menacing people around him.
"Do you have anything of value, or know anything of value?" Jun Xuehan slowly opened her eyes and asked softly.
"I really don't know," Shen Jian said cautiously, shaking his head slightly.
"So you're useless? Since you're a useless person, then kill you." Jun Xuehan waved his hand lightly, speaking without any concern.