"Well then, I have no other requests and will take his leave for now."
In the end, Yino cupped his fists and bowed, even performing a gentlemanly salute in accordance with Western Region etiquette.
He saw the red-robed girl behind the curtain nod slightly, so he turned to leave.
However, just as Yino grasped the doorknob, he suddenly rembered sothing and stopped—
"What is it now?"
Inside the hall, the red-robed girl rested her chin on her hand, her light golden phoenix eyes smiling aningfully.
Yino was silent for a long ti, originally not wanting to ask the Hundred Spirits Pavilion Master about such a small matter, but thinking of the impatient and sullen attitude of that black-clothed woman, Yino helplessly spoke up, deciding to ask clearly here:
"The lady who ca with , before entering the room, she was taken away by that woman in black, who said that you, Pavilion Master, had prepared a banquet to entertain us..."
"It's just that I don't know which private room that lady is in."
In the end, Yino nodded slightly, his voice tinged with helplessness.
But as soon as he finished speaking, the red-clad girl behind the curtain gradually lost the smile on her lips. She squinted her phoenix eyes, her gaze shifting from gentle to sharp. Even through the curtain and mask, Yino could feel the overwhelming pressure of her gaze.
Instantly, Yino's forehead beaded with cold sweat. Although he didn't know how he had offended the pavilion master, his body instinctively sensed a faint danger.
"Oh..."
"Now that you ntion it, I do have so impression of that."
Behind the curtain, the red-clad girl smiled coldly, her tone dripping with disdain. She beckoned Yino with her jade hand, signaling him to co closer to continue their conversation.
Yino, despite feeling danger, considered the girl's noble status and her appreciation for him. Finally, he swallowed hard and walked up to the deep red curtain.
Snap!
Thud!
With a snap of the girl's fingers, Yino suddenly felt an overwhelming pressure. His knees instinctively bent, and he knelt before the red-clad girl.
"He Yino, do you rember what that girl's na was?"
"Her na is Yunjin."
"Oh, Yunjin... What is she to you?"
"...?"
Yino raised an eyebrow, looking up, but from his kneeling position, he could only vaguely see a pair of crystal-clear feet under the red dress, exuding a faint, enticing fragrance. He didn't dare to say more and answered seriously:
"Yunjin is my senior sister from the Wuji Sect. This ti, because of an Immortal Alliance mission, she accompanied to Phoenix Pavilion."
"Just a senior sister? No special relationship?"
"Indeed!"
"That's good."
"Wh-what do you an?"
"Since you brought her here, according to the customs of Phoenix Pavilion, I will arrange for her to serve the guests."
Behind the curtain, the red-clad girl's lips curved into a mysterious, cold smile. Observing the boy's increasingly shocked expression, she said disdainfully:
"Considering all the treasures I've given you, you can treat that girl as a gift for eting ... After all, she's just a stranger who traveled with you. When you return to the sect, just say she got lost outside. In a few days, I will send soone to take her back."
"--?"
Yino looked at the red-clad girl behind the curtain, furrowing his brows and blinking slightly. He seed to have far exceeded his anger threshold and instead looked expressionless, even laughing sarcastically. The atmosphere in the entire Palace beca eerie and strange.
Yino pursed his lips, as if in a dream, not knowing how to respond.
anwhile, the red-clad girl also raised an eyebrow, her golden phoenix eyes exerting even more pressure.
But even as Xinyao increased her pressure to its maximum, the kneeling boy, who was only at the Foundation Establishnt stage, still looked at her in disbelief, as if he found the situation laughable.
"Pavilion Master, are you joking?"
Yino remained silent for a long ti, recalling countless tilines from the ga, but he thought that even the crazy planners of the ga wouldn't design such an absurd plot.
So, if she wasn't joking, Yino seed to have only one answer — she had changed Yunjin's fate from the original story, where she was destined to die, and now, under the manipulation of the unseen hand described by the Pleasure Demon, fate would find another bizarre way to make Yunjin die.
This ending was far-fetched, but Yino now found it reasonable. After all, he had felt the arrangents of fate along his journey.
"What's wrong?"
"He Yino, are you feeling sorry for her? Even though she's just a senior sister with no special relationship?"
Behind the curtain, the red-clad girl continued to tease. But this ti, as soon as she finished speaking, the black-clad boy kneeling in front of her suddenly turned into a bloody shadow—
-...Illusion technique?-
-When did this happen?-
Behind the red mask, the girl's eyes scanned the surroundings, but she could no longer sense the boy's presence.
She felt a terrifying killing intent, an unprecedented sense of crisis, causing the girl to sweat under her mask.
Xinyao finally realized the severity of the situation. She quickly abandoned her previous arrogance and fully unleashed her cultivation, expanding her senses to search for Yino's presence.
"--!"
In an instant, Xinyao sensed the killing intent approaching from behind. She hurriedly retracted her crossed legs, intending to dodge, but it was already too late. The next mont, an arm covered in blood-red reverse scales suddenly appeared behind her—
"Cough cough! Ugh—!"
The blood-red armguard, at an unimaginable angle, pierced through the back of the long chair and then horizontally blocked the girl's neck, forcefully pressing the red-clad girl, who was about to stand up, back onto the long chair. The armguard's elbow joint tightly gripped the girl's neck.
Xinyao was choked and slamd back onto the long chair, gasping for breath. But through the corner of her eye, she saw in the reflection of a full-length mirror a black-clad boy with his entire body's ridians glowing with a bloody, ferocious light. He slowly placed a dagger covered in blood-red scales next to her face—
"Bitch, I'll ask you one last ti."
He exhaled a puff of dark red turbid air, his voice no longer humble, cold and brutal, his pitch-black demonic eyes staring at her as if she were a re female beast.
Xinyao, with the dagger pressed against her face, felt humiliated and gritted her teeth.
But when she heard the cold words "bitch" in her ear, after a brief struggle and angry resistance, she as well as the choking and gasping from being strangled, instinctively tensed her body. Her legs clamped tightly together under her skirt, and her delicate body trembled as if her nerves had been stimulated, causing a sudden spasm.
At the sa ti, the door of the palace was forcefully pushed open. A black-clad woman widened her eyes and quickly summoned a Western-style knight's fine sword from the shadows beside her—"Let go of the Pavilion Master!"
Her voice was cold and filled with killing intent, no longer showing any rcy to the young master of the Grand Tutor's Mansion.
Yino squinted his black eyes but only glanced at the black-clad woman at the door. Then, he lowered his gaze, indifferently curving his lips, and under the black-clad woman's gaze, he slowly moved the dagger to the red-clad girl's lips.
Xinyao was afraid of being cut by the dagger but was also being choked, so she could only resist weakly.
As the dagger approached, the girl still clamped her legs together, her delicate body trembling as she opened her mouth, allowing Yino to brutally insert the cold dagger into her throat.
"Tell , which floor and room is Yunjin in?"
He leaned close to the girl's ear, his eyes gentle but his voice slightly twisted as he asked softly.
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