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In Yuntie County, the lights were still bright. As soon as they entered the city gate, they saw many Jianghu people gathered inside.
"Hey, it's so late, and you're still awake?" Sang Qingxiao casually greeted them.
A man stepped forward, clearly underestimating these younger folks. "You stumbled upon Yezhou and even snatched the Treasure Sword."
Sang Qingxiao laughed at this remark. She merely glanced at him, not intending to ask who he was—just another pawn thrown out by the Qi Family, unworthy of her concern.
She spotted Qi Shuo among the crowd and gestured for him to stay out of it for now.
"Stumbled upon? Snatched? Is that what the Qi Family is telling you?" Sang Qingxiao looked around for confirmation, but everyone exchanged glances without answering.
She continued, "There were three teams entering Yezhou City. Whether it's the First Family of Jianghu, the Qi Family, or the Second Family of Jianghu, the Liang Family, they should be considered top-tier in your eyes. Together, their numbers are more than double ours."
"Yet despite that, the precious treasure still ended up in our hands. Have any of you asked those two families about this?"
"It's just seniors looking after juniors; no need to question that!" The one who spoke was still that pawn-like man. After observing him for a moment, Sang Qingxiao realized he had a cunning side—engaging in verbal sparring to appear more diligent. If it came down to a real fight, he would surely push others forward to shield himself.
Though he stood at the front, much of his body was hidden behind a burly man.
This was fine; she needed someone to play devil's advocate so that the conversation could flow.
Sang Qingxiao asked, "Is there really such a thing as seniors looking after juniors in your Jianghu?"
"Of course."
"Oh, I see. If you hadn't mentioned it, I would have thought that today’s display from the seniors was an attempt to seize treasures."
"Uh, we’re just worried about you. After all, you're still young—Ji Xiao—and have little experience in Jianghu matters. That treasure... oh no, I mean that Evil Object... might just be trying to take advantage of your youth by pretending to submit to you. Once we seniors leave and the crisis is over, they might turn on you."
What a clever excuse he had found.
Sang Qingxiao didn’t mind thanking them for their advice; their concerns were quite reasonable. "If it weren't for your reminder, I wouldn't have considered this angle."
"So you young ones—Ji Qing—should heed the advice of your elders. It would be better to hand over that Evil Object for safekeeping."
"Please wait; we need to discuss this first."
Sang Qingxiao turned her gaze toward Qi Xiaomian's sword.
Yin Can quietly complained, "Look at you being so sycophantic. Do you really want me to hand it over?"
It's too troublesome to make enemies with them, right? Just teach them a lesson, but don't let it escalate to murder. As long as it doesn't lead to any deaths, I can do whatever I want, Yin Can said happily.
Sang Qingxiao added, "Just don't make me lose money."
Hmph, you've already benefited from the Ouyang family's wealth, and yet you're still so stingy. If I hadn't burned down Yezhou City, would you have gotten any of this? You could at least share a bit with me!
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