When the man landed beside the three, Huang Xiao inwardly sensed trouble. The old man had actually caught up. This was the Black-Robed Envoy who had arrived later with reinforcements, the man they called Third Brother. Now that he was here, the four experts from First Rank Hall were probably facing more ill fortune than good.
"My lord, this girl is playing the Netherworld Demon Eight Tones, so we-"
"No need to explain. Do you think I couldn't hear it?" The Black-Robed Envoy waved a hand and snorted. "This caught everyone by surprise. Your actions are understandable."
"Thank you for your mercy, my lord!" the three said in fear and trepidation. Inwardly, they breathed sighs of relief. Fortunately, they had not actually retreated, and fortunately, their envoy had arrived in time, sparing them punishment for failing their task and clinging to life in fear of death.
"To think a girl like you actually knows the Netherworld Demon Eight Tones. Could your mother be a disciple of the You Family? And one of considerable standing, at that. Just who is she?" the Black-Robed Envoy asked.
His question made something click in the minds of the three beside him. Why hadn't they thought of that? They had merely assumed that the girl had learned the Netherworld Demon Eight Tones because of Zhang Pu, who might have some connection with the You Family. Naturally, the strongest such connection would be marriage. If the girl's mother belonged to the You Family, it would make sense for her to have been taught the technique. But if she had received instruction because of her mother, that meant her mother's standing in the You Family was far from ordinary.
"Hehehe..." You Lian'er suddenly covered her mouth and laughed sweetly. "You'll have to guess. Whether you're right or