The target of Ye Qingying's assassination tonight was Yan Batian, known as the Living Yama.
His name was known throughout the martial world.
However, this Yan Batian, due to his superior martial arts, had committed countless wicked deeds.
He was a murderer and arsonist, and he also abducted women.
Three months ago, among the women he abducted, there was one named Xiao Die, who was the fiancée of the Peerless Young Master.
In his rage, the Peerless Young Master hired numerous assassins to take Yan Batian's life, but none of the assassins who went ever returned.
This demonstrated Yan Batian's formidable strength.
Jian Wuying was the Peerless Young Master's last hope.
The reward this time was also exceptionally generous.
However, no one expected that Jian Wuying would be severely injured before even confronting Yan Batian.
That battle lasted an entire night.
It wasn't until dawn was breaking that Ye Qingying, carrying Yan Batian's head, found the Peerless Young Master and collected the reward.
By the time he returned to the inn, it was already noon the next day.
Xiao Yao had been very well-behaved, waiting for him at the inn.
She just hadn't expected that the person returning would be someone on the verge of collapsing at any moment.
"Master, what exactly did you go to do?"
Xiao Yao followed him back to the room.
Ye Qingying had intended to ask her to leave, as he needed rest, but before he could speak, his steps faltered, and he nearly fell.
"Master!"
Xiao Yao rushed forward and steadied him.
She hadn't noticed it outside, but upon entering the room, the smell of blood instantly filled her nostrils!
"Master, you're injured!"
Xiao Yao immediately helped him to the bedside and sat him down. Ignoring Ye Qingying's attempts to stop her, she tore open his clothes.
There were two deep knife wounds on his chest!
However, the place Ye Qingying had been pressing was his abdomen!
"Master, your abdomen is also injured?" Xiao Yao's nose twitched, and tears welled up in her eyes.
"Master, let me see."
She reached out to unfasten his trousers.
Ye Qingying's face flushed, and he quickly clasped her wrist, gently pulling her away. "Go back and rest. I'll be fine after a nap."
Men and women should not touch each other; this area was rather indecent!
"No, I need to see Master's injury!"
"It's not injured here," Ye Qingying still blocked her.
He tried to withdraw the hand covering his abdomen, but as soon as he did, the pain in his abdomen intensified.
The pain turned his face green and then pale, and even his thin lips trembled.
Xiao Yao could no longer hold back. She removed his hand and yanked open his belt.
"Xiao Yao!"
"Do you believe I'll give you some medicine to make you sleep like the dead?"
Xiao Yao was angry, glaring fiercely at his face. "Try me! If you don't believe me, not only will I look at your abdomen, but I'll strip you naked and post photos online!"
Ye Qingying was slightly stunned. What nonsense was this girl spouting? He didn't understand a word of it.
Xiao Yao herself also paused, realizing she didn't know what she was saying.
But she continued to threaten, "I'll really give you some medicine to try, want to give it a go?"
Ye Qingying was helpless and finally relented.
Xiao Yao immediately unfastened his belt and looked at his abdomen.
"This wound..." she frowned.
Why was this wound so peculiar?
"Gun...shot?" She seemed to recall something, yet couldn't grasp it.
But one thing was certain: she knew this wound and how to deal with it!
"Has it been hurting inside all along?"
Ye Qingying hesitated for a moment before nodding.
This wound really needed to be dealt with, otherwise, any exertion would cause excruciating pain.
Although Yan Batian was powerful tonight, if it were his usual self, he could have won within dozens of moves.
But tonight, he nearly lost his life because of this injury.
What kind of wound was it inside?