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Midnight, the ball had ended.
After it concluded, I was crowned the “Xiazhu Dance King,” while Gongsun Qing was named the “Xiazhu Dance Queen.”
I had little interest in such titles.
However, the prize of seven thousand taels of silver caught my attention.
Holding the seven thousand taels of silver note in my hand, I shouted to everyone, “Ladies and gentlemen, I am donating this seven thousand taels of silver to the court for disaster relief. Please bear witness to this!”
Upon hearing my words, the crowd erupted in cheers.
They called my name, applauded, and celebrated me.
Gongsun Qing remained silent as she quietly accepted the silver note.
At that moment, a sudden explosion and shouts of killing echoed from outside.
The sounds intertwined, creating a particularly jarring noise.
The crowd was startled; they exchanged glances, panic flashing in their eyes.
As gunfire erupted, Feng Qinian received a message.
He opened it and his expression changed drastically.
The content of the message was simple, just one sentence.
“Mr. Hu, if you don’t want to die, leave here quickly and get out of Haining.”
This sentence was not frightening; what truly terrified him was the mark that followed.
It was a knife mark with the words “Blood Blade” inscribed on it.
Seeing this mark, Feng Qinian felt a chill run down his spine, and every hair on his body stood on end.
As a wealthy businessman from Nanjiang, Feng Qinian was quite well-informed.
He knew what this mark represented.
This mark represented a person, a cold-blooded killer.
That person was—Niu Sandao.
Niu Sandao was one of the most famous assassins in the martial world, said to wield his blade with lightning speed.
Countless officials, court officials, and wealthy merchants had died at his hands.
He killed for money, not for personal reasons.
As long as the payment was sufficient, he could kill anyone.
Because of this, everyone gave him a nickname: "Blood Blade."
Seeing Niu Sandao's mark, Feng Qinian knew he could no longer stay.
He cupped his fists toward everyone and then turned to leave.
Watching Feng Qinian's retreating figure, Sister Thirteen couldn't help but glance at me, casting an inquiring look my way.
I smiled slightly at Sister Thirteen, giving her a reassuring look.
Just moments ago, I had sent Wang Ningyuan to fire a shot and had Mou Xiaoning deliver a letter to Feng Qinian.
My purpose was simple: to intimidate Feng Qinian and make him leave quickly.
Feng Qinian was a cautious person; upon seeing Niu Sandao's mark, he would surely be terrified.
This way, he would definitely leave the tavern and depart from Haining.
At that time, Hu Jingtian would completely become a lonely person.
Dealing with him would be easier.
Of course, all of this was for Hu Jingtian to see; Sister Thirteen and I would not show any flaws.
While I was pondering, Gongsun Qing walked over.
"Master Ye, thank you."
Gongsun Qing looked at me, a hint of shyness flashing in her eyes.
This was the first time Gongsun Qing displayed a feminine demeanor, making her look particularly charming.
"You're welcome." I waved my hand and smiled.
Gongsun Qing looked at me, her face showing an expression of wanting to say something but hesitating.
I knew what she was thinking; she was considering that I should take her back to the Inn.
However, Gongsun Qing was still a woman, and she felt too shy to bring it up first.
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