As soon as Su Ying heard this voice, his face turned dark. He tucked Su Ming in with a blanket and smoothed his two strands of hair on his forehead. He turned and left the room, only to see a man in a green robe leaning against the door, smiling at him. He had narrow, squinty eyes, a small nose, and mouth. His hair was slightly brown, giving him a very amusing feeling.

Su Ying didn't say a word and raised his hand directly. A silver light flew out instantly.

The man in the green robe casually caught it and said, "You're so ruthless. It's been a long time, but you treat me like this." He glanced at the faint blue light on the hidden weapon and continued, "You even poisoned it. Do we have some deep-seated grudge?"

Su Ying ignored the flirtatious glance thrown at him and took a step forward. "Liao Qingluan, didn't I send you on a mission? Why are you here?"

Liao Qingluan helplessly said, "You sent me away a month ago. I should have already completed any difficult tasks and returned by now."

As he spoke, he approached: "It seems like the power of attraction has clouded your judgment quite severely. You don't even want to see me. Are you afraid that I'll disturb your alone time?"

Su Ying pushed him away and said, "Don't talk here, come to my place and don't disturb my brother's rest."

Liao Qingluan: "Okay, okay, fine, I'll listen to you. Oh, how heartwarming! I don't even recognize your changed personality anymore."

Liao Qingluan and I have a good relationship, on the contrary, we share the same sect and understand each other well. We co-founded the Night Feather Sect together. Liao Qingluan's position is just as high as mine, but this guy dislikes being restrained and doesn't want to deal with all this chaos, so he let me handle it all by myself.

The two sat at the same table. Liao Qingluan's gossip-filled heart continued to burn fiercely: "What did you do to your precious brother just now? Don't tell me...?" Before the words fell, she threw a flirtatious glance.

Su Ying took a sip of tea and said, "Stop throwing, I still can't see your squinty eyes even if you throw some more."

Liao Qingluan held the stone stool while rubbing against it, nursing her injuries. She murmured, "As excessive as always, but..." Her facial expression gradually became serious, though still quite amusing...

Su Ying helplessly rubbed his forehead and asked, "What now?"

"Your precious brother's friend is not simple at all. He has caused quite a stir in the martial arts world. Not only is there more than one Lü Xuan looking for him, even the boss of the Meiwu Pavilion seems to be your brother's confidant. When you captured him, did you tie up all the loose ends?"

Su Ying frowned, saying, "It should be clean. I've already released the news before, stating that the master of the Su Family Manor has died."

Liao Qingluan patted her legs and stood up, saying, "Anyway, it seems like there are some clues now. Lü Xuan seems to have discovered some connection with the Night Feather Sect. Be cautious about everything. Now that the hundred-year period has arrived, the entire martial world is coveting the sacred Yanjing Tomb. The three major forces will be the first to bear the brunt. Let's think about how to handle this."

After speaking, she walked towards the exit, but halfway through, she turned back and said, "Let go of the obsession you had as a child. You are Night Feather, not Ayin, as your brother mentioned."

On the other hand, the Shenji Pavilion, which possesses the most well-informed news in the martial world, released a message stating that the sacred Yanjing Tomb, which appears once every hundred years, is about to reappear.

As the news spread, the entire martial world was shocked. Major forces within the martial community immediately started seeking information, putting all other matters aside, and preparing for the journey to the sacred land.

In the Holy Spirit Sect, there came the sound of panting, and the disciples standing guard around couldn't help but cover their ears and move away. They were all a group of vigorous and lively young men and couldn't withstand such torment...