167: Fierce Woman

Jin Xiaoyun seemed slightly panicked and quickly denied it.

"You're talking nonsense."

"I don't even know any Zhang Familys Young Master."

"Are you sure?"

Jin Fengxian suddenly stood up.

Her gaze bore directly into Jin Xiaoyun.

Jin Xiaoyun still wanted to forcefully confirm it.

But upon meeting Jin Fengxian's icy gaze, her confidence inexplicably weakened considerably.

"I, I really don't know him."

"You don't know him?"

Jin Fengxian smiled.

She suddenly looked at Jin Mu, who was sitting not far away.

"Elder Jin Mu, do you think he knows the Zhang Familys Young Master?"

Jin Mu gave a bitter smile.

He slowly stood up and said to Jin Qiuyan:

"He does indeed know the Zhang Familys Young Master."

"Just this afternoon."

"While Jin Fengxian and I were chatting,"

"We happened to see him and the Zhang Familys Young Master being intimate under a rock wall in the back mountain."

"I still remember."

"When the two of them were being intimate,"

"Jin Xiaoyun was overly excited,"

"And dropped her handkerchief on the ground."

"There was no wind today."

"The handkerchief should still be under that rock wall."

"If no one believes it,"

"You can go there and look for it."

Jin Xiaoyun's legs went soft.

With a thud, she knelt on the ground.

As she knelt on the ground,

A person also rushed out from their seat.

A precious blade was placed directly on Jin Xiaoyun's neck.

"You wicked girl, you actually dared to lie to me."

"I didn't."

The three words "I didn't" had not even been fully spoken,

When a 'thump' sound was heard.

Jin Xiaoyun's head was severed.

Blood spurted out.

Luckily, Yang Yi dodged quickly.

He patted his chest with lingering fear.

Then, still not at ease, he turned his head to look behind him.

But he couldn't see.

So he asked Jin Fengxian, who was not far away.

"There's no blood on my back, is there?"

Jin Fengxian glared fiercely at him.

She didn't utter a sound.

The precious blade in the woman's hand was already stained with blood.

She wiped the blade on the deceased's clothes.

Then returned to her seat.

From the moment he rushed out to killing, and then returning to his seat,

It was only a matter of seconds.

Everyone present saw it clearly.

But not a single person stopped him.

Even after he sat down,

No one said a word.

No one even looked at him.

Yang Yi knew this woman was not simple.

At this moment,

The Sect Master spoke.

"Everything was a conspiracy and scheme designed by Jin Xiaoyun."

"Since he is dead,"

"This matter ends here."

"You may disperse."

A simple sentence.

Turned a major issue into a minor one.

And a minor issue into nothing.

No one raised any further objections.

They each returned.

Yang Yi deliberately slowed his steps.

And walked together with Jin Fengxian.

"Who is that woman?"

Jin Fengxian glanced at Yang Yi and said:

"I want the Purple Moon Divine Bow."

Yang Yi rolled his eyes.

This woman had no other topic when she saw him.

She opened her mouth, Purple Moon Divine Bow.

She closed her mouth, also Purple Moon Divine Bow.

This time, it was Yang Yi's turn to remain silent.

Jin Fengxian continued to walk forward.

Yang Yi saw her walking further and further away.

He caught up to her pace.

And asked from behind.

"Who exactly is that woman?"

"I want the Purple Moon Divine Bow."

"I think you look like the Purple Moon Divine Bow."

Yang Yi said sarcastically.

He stopped his steps.

And turned to walk in another direction.

Since she wouldn't tell him,

Then he would go ask someone else.

Jin Fengxian walked three steps forward.

Sensing that Yang Yi had gone in another direction,

She snorted coldly and said:

"He is the Zhang Familys Young Master's wife."

Yang Yi's steps paused slightly.

He was a little surprised.

He hadn't expected the Zhang Familys Young Master to have married such a fierce woman.

After all the commotion last night,

Yang Yi went back and fell asleep.

When he woke up, the sun was already high in the sky.

He went out for a stroll.

He heard from people outside.

That last night, Young Master Zhang was severely disciplined by his wife.

Yang Yi shook his head.

He hadn't expected the dignified Zhang Familys Young Master.

To have become a coward in the Jinling Family.

Completely subdued by a woman.

He turned and walked back.

He felt a little resentful towards Manxin Old Ancestor in his heart.

Why did he have to stay here for a month?

With more than half a month left,

How was he going to pass the time?

It was really quite boring.

As he was about to return to the courtyard,

Someone suddenly called out to him from behind.

"Yang Yi."

He stopped his steps.

Yang Yi turned his head to look.

Four people stood behind him.

One of them Yang Yi had seen before.

It was precisely that fierce woman from last night.

The remaining three were men.

One young man.

Two were Middle-aged men.

He didn't know any of them.

Before the other party could introduce themselves,

Yang Yi already knew.

These people should be the Zhang Familys Young Master.

And the two people the Zhang Familys Young Master invited.

He had lived in the Jinling Family for half a month.

He rarely saw men.

Seeing three men was a first for him.

"You are the Zhang Familys Young Master, aren't you?"

Yang Yi stared at the young man in front of him and smiled slightly.

His primal Qi had already gathered in his palm.

As long as he moved slightly,

An energy sword would converge in his hand.

Then with a gentle wave,

He could fight with these people.

"I am the Zhang Familys Young Master."

Zhang Heng gritted his teeth.

Veins bulged on his forehead.

His hatred was undisguised.

"You've come to seek revenge from me?"

Yang Yi asked.

Zhang Heng nodded.

He looked at the two Middle-aged men behind him.

"I trouble the two Seniors."

The two Middle-aged men nodded slightly.

One of the Middle-aged men walked a few steps forward.

He was holding an ancient zither in his arms.

Before speaking,

He plucked a string with his middle finger.

A clear and resonant sound spread throughout the forest in front of them.

The leaves on the trees were pierced by the zither's sound, creating small holes.

Sunlight shone through the small holes.

Illuminating the ground.

Creating a shadowy area on the ground with countless points of light, the sword in Yang Yi's hand had also condensed.

The Sorrowful Emotionless Sword struck down mercilessly.

With a 'crack' sound.

The ancient zither was severed.

The person behind the ancient zither was also split in two.

Just as Zhang Heng and the other two were shocked,

Yang Yi once again used the Sorrowful Emotionless Sword.

Sword Qi crisscrossed.

With a loud 'boom'.

Looking at Zhang Heng and the others again,

Aside from the fierce woman who was still alive,

The other two had already been decapitated.

This was still Yang Yi holding back.

Otherwise,

This woman would not have survived either.

Yang Yi's hand trembled.

The giant energy sword disappeared into thin air.

He turned and walked back.

He spoke as he walked.

"You are a woman of the Jinling Family."

"I won't kill you."

"If there's a next time,"

"My sword will not show mercy."

The fierce woman knelt on the ground.

Crying uncontrollably, holding Zhang Heng's corpse.

Her cries quickly attracted people from the Jinling Family.

Looking at the corpses on the ground.

Then looking towards Yang Yi's courtyard.

Everyone was silent.

They knew that Zhang Heng and Yang Yi would have a fight sooner or later.

And they had known for several days that

This Young Master had invited two masters from outside.

They had expected a fierce battle.

But unexpectedly,

The battle ended before they even saw it.

Zhang Heng was even slain by Yang Yi.

Everyone comforted the fierce woman.

Advising her not to be too upset.

"If he's dead, he's dead; he wasn't a good person anyway."

"To actually be involved with women from the Family."

"It's truly improper."