Chapter 8: Blazing Crimson Flower

  He raised an eyebrow and smiled slightly, muttering to himself in a low voice: "Actually been discovered?"

  A chill rose up in his heart, just like the first time he saw Leng Ziyue. It was an aura that emanated from her very bones, carrying a regal presence, as if she were an untouchable queen.

  "When did you discover us?" What made him the most proud was his agility, his speed in Jianghu was among the top, and he had never met an opponent.

  His trail was detected by a woman with no martial arts skills, which made Di Yun feel very embarrassed.

  Leng Xue's slender eyebrows slightly raised, her clear and cold eyes scanned the three black-clad men who appeared before her. The leader of the group wore a golden mask, and judging from his chin, he wasn't bad-looking.

  "When your people followed me, that's when they were discovered." If they had come to kill her, they should have made their move long ago. Leng Ziyue couldn't understand why she was still being tracked down like this, what value could she possibly have that would make someone risk everything to follow her, and what was their purpose.

  "You deliberately led us to this place." A sudden shock, from the moment she stood at the entrance of Zui Ke Ju, staring at the blazing red flowers on the stone steps, Di Shuang had been paying attention to her movements, probing her identity.

  He knew that she was the fourth miss of the Zhongjun Hou Mansion, an identity that should have been noble and dignified, but due to her mother's early death, she had fallen to the point where she couldn't even afford to wrap her belly. Moreover, after Ling Wang broke off their engagement, she jumped down from the Zhuque Tower in shame, and the imperial physician declared that the woman would not survive.

  She's just such a woman, yet she has such terrifying insight, seeing everything in her eyes, who is she?

  Is it really Ice Auntie who wants them to find this woman?

  "Tell me, what's your purpose? With my current physical condition, I can still take you down, but I won't be able to walk away unscathed." Leng Ziyue knew that falling from the Zhuque Tower should have been fatal, yet her soul had taken over this body, and two short days were far from enough for a full recovery.

  To survive, she had no choice but to take a gamble once.

  His eyes met the icy gaze above, and in less than two seconds, he hastily retreated. He was an assassin, how could he possibly feel fear, but at that moment, he did.

  He had every reason to believe that this woman had the ability to kill the three of them, because the murderous aura in her eyes was so striking and so cold.

  She knows where her weaknesses are and still dares to speak out loud about them. Who would do such a thing without being sure?

  "You misunderstood, I have no ill intentions towards you, just a few questions to ask." Electric Soul explained his purpose, even if he was notorious as a ruthless killer, he wasn't one to kill at first sight.

  "Say." Leng Ziyue didn't know how Hua'er was doing, nor did she know if the three women from Houfu would come looking for trouble. In any case, she had to return to that dilapidated small courtyard earlier.

  Bing Yi told them to find the daughter of the pavilion master to inherit You Yin Pavilion. She said that as long as it was a 15 or 16-year-old girl who could understand the fierce flame red flower, they were their target and must be confirmed one by one.

  For several months, they had almost searched every place in Qiyue Country and hadn't met a woman who was infatuated with Lie Yan Hong Hua. Obviously, Leng Ziyue was the first one.

  "The drunkard's mark is at the front door, what does it look like to you, miss?" The electric spirit gestured for the two followers beside him to leave, and with a polite tone that suppressed his usual fierce aura, he asked.

  Leng Xueyu furrowed her brow, and suddenly it became clear in her mind. She thought that pattern was quite interesting - "Blood".

  That mark looked like a bright red flower, blooming fiercely, and also seemed to be the blood burning in the fierce fire, beautiful and enchanting.

  A flash of surprise flickered across her eyes, and then she asked with a somewhat urgent tone: "May I ask what is the name of your mother, miss?"

  "Long Sun is leisurely." Leng Ziyue's reply was as brief as ever, and she had always been suspicious of the death of her physical body's mother, as if there was a great secret hidden in it.

  Loyal servants of the mansion, from the highest steward to the lowest slave, no one is allowed to mention the events of the day thirteen years ago when Leng Zhiyue's mother passed away. Anyone found out will be put to death without exception.

  Even the arrogant Lady Luo and her daughter, no matter how humiliated they were by Leng Ziyue, did not dare to mention the death of her mother. What happened that day was what Leng Ziyue was eager to figure out.

  Fortunately, she has a lot of time and will handle things one by one, and everything will be fine.

  "The master of the Tianxing Hall is a mighty and powerful figure. The young master has arrived." Ice Aunt had said that as long as one could answer these two questions correctly, they would definitely be the daughter of Master Longsun's eldest son, Yoyou, who was the person they were looking for.

  Hehe, all twelve of them were searching for it, but in the end, he was the one who found it. Let's see how he boasts about it when he gets back.

  "Little master?" Leng Xueyue's voice was slightly raised, her eyebrows arched, and her eyes narrowed, she was quite puzzled by this title.

  Isn't it true that my own mother still has some earth-shattering secrets that no one knows about?

  "Master, please follow me back to the Youyin Pavilion. Ice Aunt's days are numbered, her greatest wish is to find you, because you are the only daughter of the pavilion master and the only one who can inherit the Youyin Pavilion." Diangu kept his right knee kneeling on the ground, not moving at all.

  You Yin Ge, Leng Ciyue was like a frog stuck at the bottom of a well, she wouldn't have known about outside events, but Zhang Xiao had inadvertently mentioned this organization to her before, so she could dig up some memories in her mind.

  An extremely mysterious organization, no one knows how many people make up the Youyin Pavilion, nor does anyone know where its headquarters is located, and no one has ever seen the person in charge of it.

  Youyin Pavilion is an organization that combines intelligence gathering and assassination, with a very high reputation. Whoever they accept to kill will absolutely not live beyond the specified time of death.

  They are accustomed to leaving a blood-red flower after killing their target, and over time, people know it's the work of You Yin Ge when they see the Flame Red Flower.

  "So easily, you believe I'm the one you're looking for?" Leng Ziyue couldn't help but roll her eyes inwardly. That Longsun Youyou was really a waste of space, having the ability to single-handedly establish the notorious Youyin Pavilion, yet dying so tragically that even his name couldn't be mentioned.

  Before the age of three, the mother who doted on Rong Ziyue would occasionally tell her things and remind her to remember them in her heart. Now those memories are extremely vague in Rong Ziyue's mind, and it takes a certain amount of time to recall them.

  "Ice Aunt once said that anyone who can answer these two questions will never be fake." Electric Soul deeply believed in Ice Aunt, and he also believed that this woman in front of him, who had no martial arts skills but was certainly extraordinary, would definitely make the You Yin Pavilion even stronger.

  "Heh." Leng Xueyu smiled, the sunset shining on her pale face like a layer of golden light, making it impossible to look directly at her features. Her voice changed, sounding like an order, "I'll go back with you to see this Ice Aunt of yours, but not now. If I'm really the Young Master you're looking for, then help me investigate some things."

  It's not wise to leave the Zhongjunhou Mansion abruptly, she must think of a good way. She thought that in order to cultivate her own power, she would need a long time, but since heaven has given her a powerful force, why wouldn't she want it?

  Facing that irresistible tone, Dian Ya cupped his hands and said: "But as long as the young master orders, I will not humiliate my life."

  Leng Xueyu leaned in close to Di Shuang, whispering softly into his ear before finally asking, "How am I supposed to find you?"

  "The young master only needs to blow this, and the subordinate will appear." The task entrusted by Leng Ziyue, he will do his best to accomplish it. Having endured for so many years, it's also time to counterattack.

  I hope those who have offended their new cabinet master can live a little longer, otherwise, it's not enough to play.

  "Don't send anyone to follow me, no matter how good their hiding skills are, they can't escape my eyes." Leng Ziyue said, without looking at Dian Jue's expression, and disappeared step by step from his line of sight.

  The revenge plan that has been pushed back will finally be put into action from this moment on.

  Calm as she is, there's also some excitement and anticipation.

  Looking at the already disappeared back, Di Ya was like a frost-bitten eggplant, and he was gone. His great master, could it be that he has telepathy? Otherwise, how did he know that he wanted to send someone to follow her and protect her at all times?

  Digression

  The collection is very bleak, and the energy of the calabash is exhausted ～～～～