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"Well then, I have no other requests and will take his leave for now."

In the end, Yino cupped his fists and bowed, even performing a gentlemanly salute in accordance with Western Region etiquette.

He saw the red-robed girl behind the curtain nod slightly, so he turned to leave.

However, just as Yino grasped the doorknob, he suddenly remembered something and stopped—

"What is it now?"

Inside the hall, the red-robed girl rested her chin on her hand, her light golden phoenix eyes smiling meaningfully.

Yino was silent for a long time, originally not wanting to ask the Hundred Spirits Pavilion Master about such a small matter, but thinking of the impatient and sullen attitude of that black-clothed woman, Yino helplessly spoke up, deciding to ask clearly here:

"The lady who came with me, before entering the room, she was taken away by that woman in black, who said that you, Pavilion Master, had prepared a banquet to entertain us..."

"It's just that I don't know which private room that lady is in."

In the end, Yino nodded slightly, his voice tinged with helplessness.

But as soon as he finished speaking, the red-clad girl behind the curtain gradually lost the smile on her lips. She squinted her phoenix eyes, her gaze shifting from gentle to sharp. Even through the curtain and mask, Yino could feel the overwhelming pressure of her gaze.

Instantly, Yino's forehead beaded with cold sweat. Although he didn't know how he had offended the pavilion master, his body instinctively sensed a faint danger.

"Oh..."

"Now that you mention it, I do have some impression of that."

Behind the curtain, the red-clad girl smiled coldly, her tone dripping with disdain. She beckoned Yino with her jade hand, signaling him to come closer to continue their conversation.

Yino, despite feeling danger, considered the girl's noble status and her appreciation for him. Finally, he swallowed hard and walked up to the deep red curtain.

Snap!

Thud!

With a snap of the girl's fingers, Yino suddenly felt an overwhelming pressure. His knees instinctively bent, and he knelt before the red-clad girl.

"He Yino, do you remember what that girl's name was?"

"Her name is Yunjin."

"Oh, Yunjin... What is she to you?"

"...?"

Yino raised an eyebrow, looking up, but from his kneeling position, he could only vaguely see a pair of crystal-clear feet under the red dress, exuding a faint, enticing fragrance. He didn't dare to say more and answered seriously:

"Yunjin is my senior sister from the Wuji Sect. This time, because of an Immortal Alliance mission, she accompanied me to Phoenix Pavilion."

"Just a senior sister? No special relationship?"

"Indeed!"

"That's good."

"Wh-what do you mean?"

"Since you brought her here, according to the customs of Phoenix Pavilion, I will arrange for her to serve the guests."

Behind the curtain, the red-clad girl's lips curved into a mysterious, cold smile. Observing the boy's increasingly shocked expression, she said disdainfully:

"Considering all the treasures I've given you, you can treat that girl as a gift for meeting me... After all, she's just a stranger who traveled with you. When you return to the sect, just say she got lost outside. In a few days, I will send someone to take her back."

"--?"

Yino looked at the red-clad girl behind the curtain, furrowing his brows and blinking slightly. He seemed to have far exceeded his anger threshold and instead looked expressionless, even laughing sarcastically. The atmosphere in the entire Palace became eerie and strange.

Yino pursed his lips, as if in a dream, not knowing how to respond.

Meanwhile, the red-clad girl also raised an eyebrow, her golden phoenix eyes exerting even more pressure.

But even as Xinyao increased her pressure to its maximum, the kneeling boy, who was only at the Foundation Establishment stage, still looked at her in disbelief, as if he found the situation laughable.

"Pavilion Master, are you joking?"

Yino remained silent for a long time, recalling countless timelines from the game, but he thought that even the crazy planners of the game wouldn't design such an absurd plot.

So, if she wasn't joking, Yino seemed to have only one answer — she had changed Yunjin's fate from the original story, where she was destined to die, and now, under the manipulation of the unseen hand described by the Pleasure Demon, fate would find another bizarre way to make Yunjin die.

This ending was far-fetched, but Yino now found it reasonable. After all, he had felt the arrangements of fate along his journey.

"What's wrong?"

"He Yino, are you feeling sorry for her? Even though she's just a senior sister with no special relationship?"

Behind the curtain, the red-clad girl continued to tease. But this time, as soon as she finished speaking, the black-clad boy kneeling in front of her suddenly turned into a bloody shadow—

-...Illusion technique?-

-When did this happen?-

Behind the red mask, the girl's eyes scanned the surroundings, but she could no longer sense the boy's presence.

She felt a terrifying killing intent, an unprecedented sense of crisis, causing the girl to sweat under her mask.

Xinyao finally realized the severity of the situation. She quickly abandoned her previous arrogance and fully unleashed her cultivation, expanding her senses to search for Yino's presence.

"--!"

In an instant, Xinyao sensed the killing intent approaching from behind. She hurriedly retracted her crossed legs, intending to dodge, but it was already too late. The next moment, an arm covered in blood-red reverse scales suddenly appeared behind her— Stay updated with Lokepub.com

"Cough cough! Ugh—!"

The blood-red armguard, at an unimaginable angle, pierced through the back of the long chair and then horizontally blocked the girl's neck, forcefully pressing the red-clad girl, who was about to stand up, back onto the long chair. The armguard's elbow joint tightly gripped the girl's neck.

Xinyao was choked and slammed back onto the long chair, gasping for breath. But through the corner of her eye, she saw in the reflection of a full-length mirror a black-clad boy with his entire body's meridians glowing with a bloody, ferocious light. He slowly placed a dagger covered in blood-red scales next to her face—

"Bitch, I'll ask you one last time."

He exhaled a puff of dark red turbid air, his voice no longer humble, cold and brutal, his pitch-black demonic eyes staring at her as if she were a mere female beast.

Xinyao, with the dagger pressed against her face, felt humiliated and gritted her teeth.

But when she heard the cold words "bitch" in her ear, after a brief struggle and angry resistance, she as well as the choking and gasping from being strangled, instinctively tensed her body. Her legs clamped tightly together under her skirt, and her delicate body trembled as if her nerves had been stimulated, causing a sudden spasm.

At the same time, the door of the palace was forcefully pushed open. A black-clad woman widened her eyes and quickly summoned a Western-style knight's fine sword from the shadows beside her—"Let go of the Pavilion Master!"

Her voice was cold and filled with killing intent, no longer showing any mercy to the young master of the Grand Tutor's Mansion.

Yino squinted his black eyes but only glanced at the black-clad woman at the door. Then, he lowered his gaze, indifferently curving his lips, and under the black-clad woman's gaze, he slowly moved the dagger to the red-clad girl's lips.

Xinyao was afraid of being cut by the dagger but was also being choked, so she could only resist weakly.

As the dagger approached, the girl still clamped her legs together, her delicate body trembling as she opened her mouth, allowing Yino to brutally insert the cold dagger into her throat.

"Tell me, which floor and room is Yunjin in?"

He leaned close to the girl's ear, his eyes gentle but his voice slightly twisted as he asked softly.