83: Ruined Temple

Dare I ask, Elder Li, this 'Yingsha Pavilion' is a...?

Han Yi had a thought. Elder Li seemed to know something about this Yingsha Pavilion. Since that was the case, he might as well press the matter to the end...

"The Yingsha Pavilion can be considered an assassin organization, specializing in taking on assassination and intelligence selling jobs. As long as there is enough money, they even dare to assassinate elite Disciples and high-level figures from major powers!"

"Moreover, their strength is also very formidable. They have strongholds in various cities throughout Great Xuan, and I've even heard that they have branches in the desolate lands of the Southern Barbarians and Northern Barbarians!"

"As for this assassination incident, in my opinion, it's definitely Song Qing and the Song Family pulling the strings!"

Could the Song Family really have such a big grudge against me?

It was just a small dispute with Song Qing. No matter how I look at it, the possibility of the Song Family spending a fortune to hire assassins to kill me is very low...

"Oh, may I ask, Elder Li, do you know where the Yingsha Pavilion's stronghold is in An Yan City?"

A cold glint flashed in Han Yi's eyes. If things didn't work out, he would find the stronghold, follow the clues, obtain information about the person who wanted to assassinate him, and then deal with them all!

If you want my life, you have to pay the price!

Upon hearing this, Elder Li was immediately choked up.

He stood up, hands behind his back, and walked a couple of steps around the grand armchair.

"Han Yi, ah, the Yingsha Pavilion acts secretly. I only know that their leader is called the Shadow Master. As for other matters, I know absolutely nothing..."

"However, Han Yi, rest assured. I have already reported this matter concerning you to the Sect. It will definitely be investigated thoroughly, and you will be given an explanation!"

At this moment, Elder Li was full of Killing Intent, giving off the impression that someone had dared to bully one of his own.

"Thank you, Elder Li..."

Seeing this, Han Yi could only cup his hands and bow, not daring to ask anything further.

When Elder Li mentioned the Yingsha Pavilion just now, his words were vague, and he felt that Elder Li seemed to be hiding something.

"The second reason I called you here today is to resolve your living situation."

"I heard from Li Feng that you are currently staying temporarily in a hotel or inn. Those places have many people and are not safe enough. I still have a few empty rooms in my residence. I think it would be better for you to stay here for now. It will also be convenient for you and Li Feng to look out for each other if anything happens..."

Stay at the Li Residence?

Wouldn't that mean that all his coming and going would need to be reported to others, and every action would be exposed right under people's noses?

Putting aside the inconvenience, the most crucial thing is, why is this Elder Li suddenly so concerned about me?

Han Yi muttered to himself. He stared silently at the teacup in his hand, which held a jade-green tea soup.

Although his exposed strength was at the Refining Bone Stage, a Refining Bone Stage at his age could be considered a small Genius among the Outer Sect Disciples of the Crimson Flame Sect.

But if placed in the inner Sect, he would be like a grain of rice in the ocean, completely inconspicuous. After all, even the guards of the Li Residence were Martial Artists in the Lianxue Stage.

Even though his relationship with Li Feng was very good, when entering the city, making an exception to find a small courtyard for him and giving him a copy of 'Thunderbolt Palm' could already be considered doing his utmost.

But now, he was being asked to stay at the Li Residence again...

Offering courtesy without reason is either malicious or thieving!

Elder Li's behavior was indeed difficult for Han Yi to fathom...

"Thank you for your kind intentions, Elder!"

"After the Sect's minor competition in a few days, if the allocated living quarters are not suitable for habitation, this junior will certainly come over to trouble you for a while."

Han Yi did not directly refuse Elder Li, but the meaning in his words was clear for anyone to hear.

"Haha, you are welcome anytime!"

"How can a golden scale be an object in a pond? It's clear that you will be a person with great prospects in the future..."

Elder Li, however, was not angered. He walked up to Han Yi and patted his shoulder.

"From now on, the future of the Sect belongs to you young people..."

Elder Li said with an impassioned tone and an excited expression.

"Junior Brother Han, why not stay for lunch? Your senior brother will have a few drinks with you!"

At the entrance of the Li Residence, Li Feng was pulling Han Yi, asking him to stay for lunch.

"No, Senior Brother Li, I still have some matters to attend to later. When Senior Brother Li breaks through to Connecting Veins another day, at Heyue Ward, Drunken Immortal Pavilion, I will certainly sweep the floor awaiting you, and we won't return until we are drunk!"

Han Yi always felt that Elder Li was strange, but he couldn't point out anything abnormal. Coupled with the fact that he indeed had something else to deal with today, he declined Li Feng's invitation.

"Haha, alright, it's a promise. Your senior brother will take your auspicious words..."

Upon hearing this, Li Feng was clearly quite pleased and immediately burst into hearty laughter.

"Oh right, when the Sect's minor competition takes place in a few days, high-level figures from the Sect will arrive. Don't forget to come then..."

As Han Yi was leaving, Li Feng reminded him.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Li, I will definitely be there on time..."

After walking out of An Yan City's towering city walls, Han Yi soon arrived in front of a small mountain.

"The broken temple A Qiu mentioned before should be on this mountain..."

Han Yi had previously instructed A Qiu to only come and report to him when something important happened. He was preparing to go find A Qiu to see what had happened.

Whoosh!

Han Yi leaped up, like a spirit cat possessing him, soaring to the treetop of another large tree. Then, he straightened his waist, swung forcefully, and completely rushed out of this mountain forest.

"After achieving minor success with Flying Swallow Kick, my speed and agility have indeed increased..."

After passing through this dark, damp, mosquito-infested dense mountain forest, Han Yi arrived on the small mountain.

What came into view was a Mountain God Temple that had been abandoned for who knows how many years.

A Qiu lives here?

The tiles of this Mountain God Temple were incomplete, and there were drafts everywhere. Looking inside through the broken holes, more than half of the unknown deity statues in the temple had collapsed.

Moreover, it didn't look like anyone was inside...

"Cough, cough..."

Someone inside?

Han Yi furrowed his brows. He took small steps forward and pushed open the wooden door, which barely blocked the light, with his foot.

On a straw mat lay a pale-faced child. His hair was messy, and he was like a skinny monkey, with his ribs faintly visible.

At this moment, he was constantly coughing and shivering all over. He was huddled in the corner, as if seeking shelter from the wind and warmth.

"Cough, A Qiu, why are you so early... Cough..."

After hearing the sound of the wooden door opening, the little beggar looked up.

What he saw, however, was a young man with a jade-like figure and a dignified bearing.

"Cough, cough, this Lord..."

The little beggar's frail body shrank hard into the corner, knocking down a layer of dust.

"I'm looking for A Qiu. Do you know where he is now?"

Han Yi didn't waste words and asked directly.