When it happened, Ye Zhiqiu was secluded in her room, cultivating her martial arts.
She rushed out the instant she sensed Wang Sheng's aura.
But this battle needed no intervention from her. Chu Xisheng finished it cleanly and decisively.
"Was that Blood-Dropper Wang Sheng?"
Looking at the mass of shredded flesh floating on the river, Ye Zhiqiu was incredulous at first, then sighed. "He plagued Taishan Commandery for years, and no one could stop him. If that really was him, every commoner in Taishan Commandery owes you their thanks. You'll be a living Buddha in every household there."
Ye Zhiqiu was also from Taishan Commandery and knew how fearsome Blood-Dropper Wang Sheng's reputation had been there.
Although her family had never dealt with Blood-Dropper Wang Sheng, one or two of their relatives and friends had fallen victim to him.
Whenever Wang Sheng began another killing spree, everyone in Taishan Commandery would hear danger in every gust of wind and crane's cry. They all barred their doors, afraid to venture out at night.
"But it really was a coincidence." Ye Zhiqiu gave Chu Xisheng a sidelong, suspicious look. "You happened to be on the foredeck just as Blood-Dropper Wang Sheng came running across the river. And his legs were weak and his injuries so severe that he couldn't even withstand one move from you."
Chu Xisheng laughed despite himself, taking a Heaven-and-Earth Flying Sword from his sleeve and waving it. "It was the Embroidery Guard. They were hunting Blood-Dropper Wang Sheng and sent word that he was fleeing upstream along the Divine Splendor River. They asked me to make sure I helped intercept the fiend. I didn't expect to run straight into him."
Ye Zhiqiu's doubts cleared at that. She knew Chu Xisheng was a deputy hundred-household commander in the Embroidery