"Oh, still talking back," the man snorted coldly.
He strode forward and gave Da Zhi a heavy push.
Flashing the emblem on the front of his green robe.
He arrogantly said, "Do you know who we are?"
The emblem somewhat resembled a whirlpool, but upon closer inspection, it was a pattern of four interlocking Changhes.
"You’re from the Great Yu Dynasty?" Da Zhi said with a frown.
Being one of the Nine States Domain’s nine cities,
the Great Yu Dynasty was considered the strongest among them.
To exhibit their power, they renamed Yu City to the Great Yu Dynasty.
Xu Zimo had encountered the Blood-colored Guards of the Great Yu Dynasty before.
But they later perished on Liubo Island.
"Speak, how will you compensate," the disciple said haughtily.
Seeing that Da Zhi was about to say something, Xu Zimo waved his hand irritably from the side and said, "Don’t waste words with them."
No sooner had Xu Zimo finished speaking than the Blade Qi of Tyrant Shadow wrapped around his fingertips, decapitating the half-drunk man’s head.
As the bloodied head, like a ball, fell to the ground, the several green-robed disciples finally snapped out of their stupor.
"You, you killed him," the green-robed disciple stuttered.
"Disappear from my sight within three seconds, or you’ll end up like him," Xu Zimo warned.
The group of green-robed disciples looked at the body on the ground and ran off swiftly without a moment’s hesitation.
"We’re only here to rescue someone, and I have to attend the True Martial Tournament," Xu Zimo said.
Da Zhi nodded, and as the two reached the Qin Residence, the two protectors at the front recognized Xu Zimo.
They didn’t stop him and let him enter directly.
Inside the Qin Residence, Xu Zimo was well-acquainted with his surroundings.
He told Da Zhi to find a place to rest on his own and went alone towards the courtyard where Qin Shuang lived.
Snow blanketed the entire Qin Residence.
The snow on the stone path had been swept away by the servants of the Qin Residence, but many plum trees were planted on both sides.
The plum blossoms were decorated with white snow, competing with the snowflakes for brilliance.
Fragrant plum blossoms filled the entire courtyard.
Just as Xu Zimo arrived at the entrance of the courtyard, he heard a muttering.
He saw Qin Shuang with her back to him, sitting in the pavilion beside the courtyard.
She wore a blue and white long dress, the hem spread on the ground like a blooming lotus.
Her black hair was coiled atop her head.
In her hand, she held a branch from a plum tree, plucking the blossoms one by one.
"Will come, will not come.
Will come, will not come," she murmured softly to herself.
Xu Zimo slowed his steps and quietly approached her from behind, softly asking, "What’s this about ’will come, will not come’?"
"I’m waiting for Young Master Xu...," Qin Shuang replied subconsciously.
Her voice trailed off mid-sentence.
Her body trembling, she turned around and saw Xu Zimo looking at her with a smile.
"Young Master Xu, you, you."
"I’ve arrived," Xu Zimo said with a smile.
"Why didn’t you tell me in advance?" Qin Shuang quickly got to her feet and said.
"Please have a seat."
"No need, I’ll speak to your father and leave as soon as I’ve cured your Nether Ice Physique," Xu Zimo replied.
"There’s a lot more to take care of."
"Are you in such a hurry?" Qin Shuang asked in a soft voice.
"Hmm, Destiny is about to take shape, and I still have much to do," Xu Zimei said.
"If I don’t put in the effort now, you certainly wouldn’t want to see me fall in the struggle for Destiny."
"No, no, no, I didn’t mean that," Qin Shuang hurriedly waved her hands.
She said, "I’m already satisfied that Young Master Xu could come, I’ll take you to see my father right away."
The two left the small courtyard and went to the residence where Qin Feng lived.
Upon their arrival, they saw Steward Long standing guard at the entrance of the courtyard, motionless like a statue.
Seeing Xu Zimei’s arrival, Steward Long was slightly surprised.
"Grandpa Long, where’s my father?" Qin Shuang asked.
"Miss, the City Lord is inside discussing matters," Steward Long said with a smile.
He then turned to Xu Zimei, and with a smile said, "Young Master Xu, it’s been a long time."
Xu Zimei nodded slightly.
"Quickly tell my father that Xu Zimei has come to treat my illness," Qin Shuang said.
"What?" Steward Long was taken aback.
Then, looking at Xu Zimei with disbelief, he asked, "Young Master Xu found the Nirvana Beads?"
It was known that Qin Shuang’s illness had been troubling them for a long time, as they had sought doctors and medicines to no avail.
Although they knew later that the Nirvana Beads could cure it, the Five Spirit Beads were a formidable existence.
Even if they searched with all their might, they had no clues to this day.
Seeing Xu Zimei nod, Steward Long hurriedly said, "Please wait here for a moment, I will go report to the City Lord right now."
It wasn’t long after Steward Long entered that Qin Feng emerged in a green robe, laughing heartily as he strode out.
Accompanying Qin Feng as he walked out was an elder and several youths.
Xu Zimei happened to recognize these young people, as they were the group of green-robed disciples from the Great Yu Dynasty he had encountered on the street.
Upon seeing Xu Zimei, one of them cried out in shock.
Pointing at Xu Zimei, he shouted, "Elder, it was him.
He killed Luo Shixiong."
"This," the elder from the Great Yu Dynasty frowned slightly.
Then, turning to Qin Feng, he said, "City Lord Qin, is this man from your residence?"
"Elder Yu, don’t be impatient," Qin Feng waved his hand.
Looking towards Xu Zimei, with a smile, he said, "Young Master Xu, it has been a long time."
"We can skip the pleasantries. I’m here to treat Shuang’er’s unique constitution," Xu Zimei waved his hand dismissively and said lightly.
"If Young Master Xu can cure Shuang’er’s illness, he will be a great benefactor to the entire Qin City.
What do you need me to do?" Qin Feng asked straightforwardly without any doubt.
"Arrange for a quiet room for me, and be a protector outside," Xu Zimei said.
"Steward Long, you lead Young Master Xu to make arrangements first, I will follow later," Qin Feng nodded and replied.
Looking at Xu Zimei’s departing figure, Elder Yu frowned and asked, "What does this mean, City Lord Qin? Doesn’t my deceased disciple at least deserve an explanation?"
"Elder Yu, I told you not to speak earlier because I was saving you," Qin Feng said with a cold laugh.
"Do you know who Young Master Xu is?"
"Could he be someone significant?" Elder Yu asked tentatively.
"He is the Saint Heir of True Martial Holy Sect," Qin Feng said with a cold laugh.
"I’m warning you, he’s the one who killed Xiang Kunlun, the Saint Heir of Heavenly Emperor Gate.
I saw it with my own eyes. How many lives does your Great Yu Dynasty have to offer?"
"This, this," Elder Yu was shocked for a while before he took a deep breath to calm down.
He looked at Qin Feng and said, "I’m grateful for Elder Qin’s warning this time. I was about to make a grave mistake."
"We Nine Cities should act in unison. It’s only right," Qin Feng said with a smile, waving his hand.
"Back when my daughter was seeking a marriage partner, it was I who chose Young Master Xu with the embroidered ball."
With words half true and half false, Qin Feng laughed and left.
Only Elder Yu was left alone, deep in thought.