Clink~ clink, clink...
The coin bounced twice before settling on the blue stone paving. The moonlit alley fell utterly silent as well, leaving only the young swordsman standing with his sword and the two corpses already on the ground.
Hua Junchen stood rooted to the spot. Before he could recover from the shock of recognizing Night Great Yama, Ye Jingtang had already flown forward, his sword falling like rain, and killed the formidable opponents who had reduced him to utter despair. The astonishment in his eyes turned to shock!
Drip, drip...
Dark red blood spread across the blue bricks, trickling through the cracks into the gutter beside the wall.
Ye Jingtang stood with the sword in hand and briefly sensed his surroundings. Only after confirming there were no more opponents nearby did he turn his wrist lightly, hold the sword behind his back, and look toward Uncle Hua a short distance away.
Hua Junchen still wore an incredulous expression. Only now did he abruptly come back to himself, shuddering and retreating a step.
"Hua... you're Ye Jingtang?!"
Ye Jingtang naturally had no intention of casually silencing Uncle Hua as well. Having dealt with the small fry, he returned to being a sunny, cheerful young man and approached to return Hua Junchen's sword.
"Circumstances forced my hand. I wasn't deliberately hiding it from you, Uncle. I hope you'll forgive me..."
Hua Junchen accepted his sword, his head buzzing. Still, seeing that this Night Great Fiend had no intention of dealing with him, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. After some thought, he frowned again.
"You came for Qingzhi?"
"Hm?"
Ye Jingtang certainly hadn't come to Northern Liang for Hua Qingzhi, but since Uncle Hua thought so, he could hardly stubbornly explain that he had come to break into the Imperial