In the Inner Court, Zhang Xiang, Cao Tianlong, and Cao Dilong were eating together, and all of them were shocked when Li Changâan suddenly threw a woman onto the floor.
Zhang Xiang stood up, walked over, and scrutinized the tightly bound Ran Qingqiu.
Although she had no Cultivation, she was still worldly and knowledgeable.
After getting a clear look at Ran Qingqiuâs bewitchingly beautiful face, she was clearly startled. She quickly retreated a few steps and clutched her heaving chest, stammering, "This... Is this the Demon Sectâs Saintess, Ran Qingqiu? Was she the one who killed your master?"
She had recognized Ran Qingqiu.
And it was precisely because she recognized her that she was so terrified.
Li Changâan nodded. "How do you want to deal with her?"
Zhang Xiangâs expression turned grim.
Under normal circumstances, she would have wanted nothing more than to see this murderer torn to shreds.
But the person before them was a Saintess of the Demon Sectâand not just any Saintess, but Ran Qingqiu, who was rumored to be the Sect Leaderâs absolute favorite.
If they actually did that, the Sect Leader of the Demon Sect would certainly not let the matter rest.
It would bring immense trouble upon the Cao Family and Li Changâan.
...
Being thrown so roughly to the ground by Li Changâan, Ran Qingqiu felt a flicker of panic in her heart.
As one of the six great Saintesses of the Demon Sect, she was accustomed to being the center of attention wherever she went; she had never experienced being treated like a common prisoner.
But now, she was completely at their mercy.
No matter how indignant Ran Qingqiu felt, she forced herself to bear it.
Seeing Zhang Xiangâs face shifting between pale and ashen with indecision, Ran Qingqiu hurriedly spoke up. "I was the one who killed him, but the grudge wasnât mine. Sun Zhaorui of the Mountain City Sun Family paid a fortune to hire me. If you want revenge, I can make him pay with his life!"
As a Demon Sect Disciple, Ran Qingqiuâs moral compass was clearly flexible.
Now, seeing Zhang Xiang hesitate, she quickly tried to deflect their hatred onto the Mountain City Sun Family.
Sure enough, her words worked. Upon hearing that Sun Zhaorui had hired the killer, Zhang Xiang began to tremble with rage. "That animal, Sun Zhaorui! Our family took such good care of him! He was the one who cried and begged to become a disciple, and in the end, he does something like this?"
At the mention of Sun Zhaoruiâs name, both Cao Tianlong and Cao Dilongâs faces filled with resentment.
They had gotten along quite well with Sun Zhaorui and never imagined that their fatherâs senior disciple would be the one to stab the Cao Family in the back.
Li Changâan was also a little surprised.
In this day and age, a master was practically a second father.
It was why Li Changâan, as a disciple, had been able to take over the Martial Championâs Mansion.
Although there was some gossip about it, the most people could do was question whether Li Changâan was taking advantage of a family with no heirs; no one questioned whether he had the right to do so.
For Sun Zhaorui to turn his back on his master and hire the Demon Sect to commit murderâif word of such a thing got out, people would curse his name for the rest of his life.
âUnder these circumstances, for Sun Zhaorui to still dare to do such a thing, he must have been truly flying into a rage out of shame, ready to disregard any and all consequences.â
âThinking about it, it kind of made sense.â
âSun Zhaorui had trained at the Martial Championâs Mansion for many years and should have been the senior disciple. But Cao Shu not only stripped him of the title, he also planned to pass his ultimate techniques to an outsider.â
âOn top of that, he had fought me and lost.â
âIt was no wonder he finally resorted to hiring a killer.â
Of course, just because Li Changâan could understand Sun Zhaoruiâs motivation didnât mean he condoned his methods. He turned to look at Zhang Xiang and said, "Madam Zhang, I will go to Mountain City shortly. Iâll wipe out the Sun Family and bring Sun Zhaorui back!"
Zhang Xiang snapped back to her senses at his words and quickly shook her head. "Changâan, your heart is in the right place, but youâre still too young. Why donât we wait until youâre a little older!"
Seeing that Li Changâan didnât seem to have given up on going to Mountain City to find the Sun Family, Ran Qingqiu, still lying on the floor, let her eyes dart about before speaking up. "Mountain City is now the site of one of my Demon Sectâs branch headquarters. If you go after the Sun Family by yourself, youâll definitely be swarmed by my sect..."
"How about this? You let me go, and within three days of my return, Iâll have Sun Zhaoruiâs head delivered to your doorstep!"
"What do you say to that? You can achieve your goal without lifting a finger. Just consider it my apology and atonement for what happened with Champion Scholar Cao!"
Her plan was simple: escape Li Changâanâs control and get back to the Demon Sect as quickly as possible. Everything else could wait.
As for whether she would fulfill her end of the bargain?
For her, killing Sun Zhaorui would be laughably easy.
There was no reason for her to break the agreement.
But Li Changâan wasnât about to let her get her way so easily. He snorted coldly. "Heh, do you think I donât know what youâre scheming? You would indeed bring me Sun Zhaoruiâs head, but youâd also bring a horde of Demon Sect Disciples to level the Champion Scholarâs Mansion."
Ran Qingqiu pouted, unable to hide her guilty conscience.
Nearby, Zhang Xiang, after a long silence, finally sighed. "Changâan, you should be the one to decide. I donât understand these things, so I wonât get involved."
She paused, then closed her eyes and continued, "But if youâre thinking of killing her, I urge you to think very carefully before you act. Your master is already dead, but this big family of ours still has to go on living..."
After saying this, Zhang Xiang, clearly in a terrible mood, put down her chopsticks and left the room.
Cao Tianlong and Cao Dilong shot Ran Qingqiu a hateful glare, but said nothing more before they too put down their chopsticks and left.
They wanted revenge, to be sure.
But even with their enemy right in front of them, they didnât dare make a move.