Chapter 164 Handkerchief

The position of Supreme Guest Elder still holds considerable status in the Dayang Merchant Troupe.

They can know a lot of things. If Guest Elder Bing sold them out, it would mean that much of their merchant troupe's information would be known to outsiders.

"Someone, don't take Guest Elder Bing to the medical room. Take him directly to the prison for interrogation."

Troupe Leader Yang was unaware that his daughter had encountered such danger, otherwise, he wouldn't have adopted such a neutral attitude.

"Hongxia, don't worry, I will investigate this matter thoroughly. The person behind this must be held accountable."

Troupe Leader Yang's face twisted slightly, revealing a grim expression and chilling killing intent.

Fang Yue, on the other hand, had already finished his meal and excused himself to return to his room.

Many people wanted to befriend Fang Yue, but he ignored them.

They immediately felt somewhat dissatisfied, but thinking of Fang Yue's thunderous methods, they suppressed their emotions.

Troupe Leader Yang couldn't help but ask, "What exactly is the background of this Master Ye? His strength is so powerful. You have to know, Guest Elder Bing is a second-rate Xiantian realm martial artist! Yet he was subdued with one move..."

Second-rate Xiantian realm? What garbage!

The young miss had seen Fang Yue kill blood-grade guiyi outside as easily as slaughtering chickens.

He even had a record of instantly killing disaster-grade guiyi with a single strike.

Such a powerhouse, if not for fate, they probably wouldn't have had the chance to come into contact with him in this lifetime.

And that was precisely the point of excitement for the young miss.

"Father, for the upcoming Wujue competition, I want to invite Master Ye to represent our Dayang Merchant Troupe and win the championship!"

Troupe Leader Yang pondered for a moment, "If Master Ye is willing to take action, the chances are high, but... while a Supreme Guest Elder is good, and we can provide sufficient benefits, wanting to invite him to help us participate in the Wujue competition might not be that easy."

Although he didn't know Fang Yue's specific strength, Troupe Leader Yang was still clear that experts at Fang Yue's level probably wouldn't care about things from the Xiantian realm, but they didn't have much Ren-level resources to offer either.

"Did Master Ye say what he needs? A targeted approach might be effective."

With limited resources on hand, it would be better to concentrate them and buy something that could please Fang Yue, which might work.

Troupe Leader Yang and the young miss were talking when the third daughter, Yang Qingqing, who was sitting opposite them with a pale face, raised her hand and said, "Father, I saw him with a dirty handkerchief wrapped around his hand. Maybe he has a special fetish for handkerchiefs. Why don't we buy some high-end handkerchiefs and give them to him? Maybe..."

Troupe Leader Yang was stunned and frowned at her. The latter thought that her suggestion had helped her father and was secretly pleased, when she heard Troupe Leader Yang say, "You all go down first. I have matters to discuss with Hongxia... Butler Hai can stay."

The others looked at the unfinished food and were stunned for a moment before nodding and retreating.

However, they still harbored a ball of fire in their hearts.

Anyone could tell that their father was biased towards Yang Hongxia.

"Just some wild man she found outside, who knows how dirty he is!"

"Tch! Doing everything possible to protect her position! And slandering Guest Elder Bing. When Guest Elder Bing proves his innocence, she'll be in trouble!"

The others left indignantly, while the third daughter, Yang Qingqing, rolled her eyes and secretly returned to her room.

After dismissing the servants, Yang Qingqing sat in front of the dressing table, gazing obsessively at the large mirror that Guest Elder Bing had given her some time ago.

In the mirror, she was stunningly beautiful.

Outside the mirror, her face was visibly pale, her eyes sunken, like withered wood.

Thinking of the days when she was loved by Guest Elder Bing, Yang Qingqing revealed an infatuated smile.

"There's no way Guest Elder Bing could be an enemy of our Dayang Merchant Troupe. Our real enemy is only Yang Hongxia! I'm going to dress up beautifully to comfort Guest Elder Bing! To cheer him up and help me ascend to the position of heir!"

Thinking of her sister, Yang Hongxia, her face became ferocious.

But the her in the mirror didn't follow her expression, but calmly looked at her, as if looking at a dead person.

Yang Qingqing suddenly noticed the abnormality and was stunned for a moment.

"What's wrong with the mirror..."

Whoosh—

A delicate jade hand stretched out directly from the mirror and grabbed her neck.

Just by grabbing it, blood gushed out of the mirror, spreading and finally dripping to the ground.

When the jade hand retracted, Yang Qingqing had already fallen to the ground, dead with a terrified expression.

The blood gushing out of the mirror flowed along the ground towards Yang Qingqing's corpse as if it had its own consciousness.

When all of this ended.

Suddenly, the already dead Yang Qingqing stood up from the ground.

Her dark eyes overflowed with black blood.

She opened the door and walked out of the room.

"Third Miss..."

The maid at the door turned her head in shock, and in the next moment, she screamed out loud.

"Ahhhhh!"

Her voice turned into concrete words, becoming crystal-like cubes, printed with the character 'Ah', falling on the ground.

And with her 'silent scream', her head and body, as if frozen, crystallized piece by piece, turning into a glass-like material.

When her body was completely crystallized, the crystal condensate changed, turning into a standing mirror.

Yang Qingqing picked up the small crystal cube with the character 'Ah' on the ground, put it in her mouth, chewed, swallowed it, licked her lips, and walked into the standing mirror.

As Yang Qingqing entered the mirror, the mirror shattered on the ground with a snap, and... merged into the ground!

Like snow melting into water, leaving no trace behind.

...

Hall.

"Hongxia, do you think Master Ye would like handkerchiefs?"

After everyone else left, Troupe Leader Yang asked hesitantly.

This made the young miss laugh and cry.

"Father, that handkerchief obviously was given by Master Ye's sweetheart. He still keeps it even though it's so dirty, it must have sentimental value, not because he likes handkerchiefs or something... Don't think of Master Ye as so strange. Butler Hai and I have been in contact with him all the way. Master Ye is just strong, but he's very easy-going."

"Oh, that's right..."

Troupe Leader Yang was slightly ashamed. He felt that most strong people were very eccentric.

But in terms of age, those strong people are old monsters, so it's normal for them to be eccentric, unlike Master Ye who is so young.

"Then what price should we pay to invite him to take action?"

Butler Hai said at this time, "I think we should prepare two gifts. One is a martial artist resource of the highest specification that we can prepare, and the other is to give him what he likes. As far as I know, Master Ye is good at using sabers."

Butler Hai paused here.

Troupe Leader Yang immediately understood, "Then buy a good saber as a gift!"

Butler Hai took advantage of the situation and said, "The troupe leader is wise!"

But soon, the young miss shook her head and said, "Inappropriate."

"What's inappropriate, please tell me, young miss." This sentence cannot be asked by Troupe Leader Yang, only by Butler Hai.

Otherwise, he would be praised for being wise one moment and then questioned by his daughter the next, which would be embarrassing and might hurt their relationship.