"Senior brother, what a fine zither. Letting this little girl use it is such a waste. A demonic zither like this ought to belong to our Medicine King Hall." A junior brother stepped forward and carefully examined the Netherworld Demon Zither in Liu Tianzhong's hands.
"All right, there are still plenty of people from the Jianghu around here. Let's return to Medicine King Hall first. By presenting the Netherworld Demon Zither and the Heavenly Demon Canon this time, we'll have rendered a great service," Liu Tianzhong said with a smile.
"It's all thanks to you, senior brother."
You Lian'er had already understood. These three men before her were actually after the Heavenly Demon Canon too. No, it would be more accurate to say Medicine King Hall was. She had never imagined this. How had things turned out this way? Her mother had even told her to come here and enlist Medicine King Hall's help, so judging by her mother's intentions, something like this should never have happened. Yet now she had lost Zhang Hu, which meant losing the Heavenly Demon Canon, and she had lost the Netherworld Demon Zither into the bargain.
It seems they no longer care about that old debt of gratitude. They've turned hostile and refuse to acknowledge us, You Lian'er thought. That was true enough. Several hundred years had passed. Even if the other party no longer honored it, what could she do?
"Little girl, there's no need to glare at us like that. Out of respect for the You Family, we won't do anything to you. Once this is over, we'll let you leave the mountain. For now, come along quietly, and don't try any tricks," Liu Tianzhong said with a faint smile.
"You ungrateful wretches," You Lian'er said angrily.
"Hahaha! Girl, don't blame us.