A thick stench of blood assaulted his nostrils, causing Gu Zhiqi to subconsciously furrow her brows. Once she saw the scene in the hallway, however, she arched her eyebrows.
Looking at the old man with a wrinkled face, half-white hair, a pale countenance, and blood still flowing down his leg as he sat paralyzed on the ground, the first thought that came to Gu Zhiqi’s mind was the phrase "scamming for compensation."
"He... tried to scam you?"
"I hit him," Gu Mengyang said. Taking a step toward the old man, he blocked Gu Zhiqi’s view to prevent her from seeing the bloody scene.
Such a bloody scene was not suitable for children to see.
After ensuring the man was out of sight, Gu Mengyang continued, "He was setting up an array. It’s Meng Xiao’s money that paid for it."
Hearing Gu Mengyang’s explanation, Gu Zhiqi lifted her eyebrows and walked around him, stepping toward Qiu Mingzi.
Seeing this, Gu Mengyang felt as though his efforts to block her view were in vain.
As Gu Zhiqi stopped in front of Qiu Mingzi and looked down slightly, she stared at him for a few seconds before asking, "Do you have a Master’s Sect?"
When Qiu Mingzi saw that the person from the office was a young girl, he felt disdain. Had Gu Mengyang not been standing beside her, he would have surely laughed out loud.
However, seeing that Gu Mengyang seemed to care about this Yellow Hair girl, Qiu Mingzi didn’t dare to show his scorn.
Hearing Gu Zhiqi’s question, Qiu Mingzi completely ignored her, not bothering to answer. Instead, he shifted his eyes, and a fleeting gleam of light passed through the depths of his pupils. Then, with a deathly pale face, he looked at Gu Mengyang and said, "Mister, you aren’t seriously employing this little girl to eliminate the evil spirits for you, are you?"
"She must be fooling you."
"Let me go, and I will expel all the negative energy from the office, not leaving a trace behind."
This was an opportunity.
If played well, perhaps he could not only save his life but also become a honored guest of this gentleman.
Thereafter, he might even secure a long-term meal ticket.
The more Qiu Mingzi thought about it, the more exhilarated he became, with his mental calculations clinking ceaselessly.
"Ah!" In the midst of Qiu Mingzi’s excitement, a sudden, intense pain shot up from his foot, and he shrieked miserably.
"Answering when spoken to," a light voice floated down from above, casual and somewhat languid. It would have seemed harmless,
had her foot not been crushing down upon his leg. Without that, Qiu Mingzi certainly wouldn’t have given her a second glance.
"Yes, I have a Master’s Sect," Qiu Mingzi said with a trembling voice.
"Which sect?" Gu Zhiqi’s gaze slightly lowered as she looked at Qiu Mingzi and continued to probe.
Qiu Mingzi’s face, contorted with pain, was becoming grotesque. Amidst his cries of agony, he snorted, "I am from the Feng Shui Alliance. If you dare treat me , my brother won’t let you... Ah!"
Before he could finish his threat, another kick from Gu Zhiqi sent him sliding a good distance away, turning his harsh words into a scream of pain.
"Do you have any more questions for him?" After kicking the man aside, Gu Zhiqi glanced sideways at Gu Mengyang.
Gu Mengyang shook his head instinctively.
Seeing this, Gu Zhiqi lightly said, "Then let’s just finish him off."
"You... you dare! I am from the Feng Shui Alliance, and my brother is an elder there. If I die, my brother will definitely find out, and then you... Ah!"
Before Qiu Mingzi could finish speaking, his words devolved into a gut-wrenching scream, even more harrowing than before.
"Ah! What... What have you done to me?! What have you done?!" Qiu Mingzi, in extreme pain, had his features twisted into a ghastly grimace as he stared fixedly at Gu Zhiqi with bulging eyes.