"Have you lost your mind?" Qiu Yan clenched her fists, signaling Song Jiao to take good care of her younger sister, and quickly closed her bedroom door.

"Sister, come in too." Qiu Ling'er's face showed fear, thinking that her sister and brother were still outside and she hoped they wouldn't be implicated.

Song Jiao was scared inside, but her expression remained relatively calm.

She pulled Qiu Ling'er behind her.

"Sister!" Qiu Xu rushed to his sister's side immediately, but as soon as he arrived, Qiu Yan pushed him into the private room behind her. "Stay put!"

"Sister, open the door!" Qiu Xu shouted urgently. He had come to protect his sister.

At the same moment, Zhou Zi's face turned pale. He really didn't expect that Xingyue Tower would suddenly suffer this undeserved disaster.

Lin Shu and Qin Wu stood in front of Zhou Zifang at the same time, protecting him at all times.

This is no ordinary disturbance; it's a life-or-death struggle, and they have no reason to get involved.

As the assassin arrived, some of the guests in the restaurant rushed out of the door, some were unable to escape and were unfortunately injured, and some crawled under the tables.

Not long after, a thud was heard, and the assassin fell to the ground, unable to fight back.

The guard looked at the assassin on the ground, sneered, and was about to slit the man's throat with his sword when he heard Qiu Yan shout sharply.

"Stop! If you want to kill, go elsewhere. Don't tarnish our Star Moon Pavilion!"

If a murder occurs at Xingyue Tower, it will inevitably affect their business.

The guard glanced at He Lin and stopped killing.

Zhou Zifang nodded in agreement, agreeing that Qiu Yan was absolutely right.

He watched as the assassin was dragged away by the guards, and slammed his fist on the table in anger.

"Arrogant!"

It was because of them that not only did they scare away all the diners at Xingyuelou, but they also damaged many chairs and other items, so how could he not be angry?

Zhou Zifang saw the guards drag the plainclothes assassin away from Xingyue Tower, and he chased after them. Lin Shu and Qin Wu also chased after them.

"You've made a complete mess of my Star Moon Pavilion. You have to give me an explanation!"

The guard glanced indifferently at Zhou Zifang, then slit the assassin's throat, terrifying the passersby.

"I did it, so what?"

"How about it? Of course, you'll compensate my Star Moon Pavilion for its losses!"

The guard touched his upper body, and he was stunned...

"Shu'er, I'm sorry."

After He Lin finished speaking, he returned to the private room, slowly picked up a bite of food, and acted as if nothing had happened.

After Qiu Xu was released and found that his older sister was alright, he went to look for his younger sister.

Seeing that He Lin was still slowly and deliberately eating his meal, Qiu Yan entered his private room and stood in front of him.

"Tell me, how do you want compensation?"

"How much compensation does Shu'er want?"

This person is really quite ill.

Qiu Yan thought for a moment, considering the tables, chairs, tableware, the lost business, and the compensation for emotional distress, "Two hundred taels!"

"Two hundred taels?" He Lin thought to himself, "It's just some broken tableware, how could it be worth two hundred taels?"

God knows how poor he was.

Although he was high and mighty, he was all show and no substance.

However, he still said, "Okay."

Just as He Lin finished speaking, he heard the sound of fighting coming from downstairs. It turned out that his guards were fighting with Lin Shu and Qin Wu.

He said, "Zhan Yue!"

Zhan Yue stopped what she was doing, but Lin Shu and Qin Wu immediately grabbed her arms and restrained her.

Zhan Yue tried to break free, but was stopped by a look from her master and stopped moving.

"Give them two hundred taels of silver as compensation."

When Zhou Zifang heard He Lin mention two hundred taels of silver, he nodded.

"Two hundred taels?" Zhan Yue looked conflicted. "Young master, the money... is lost."

Let alone two hundred taels, they can't even afford to pay for a meal now.

"What?" He Lin suddenly stood up, and when he looked at Qiu Yan again, his face showed embarrassment.

He suddenly wanted to change his guard.

"Could you do us a favor? We'll owe you the money."

Qiu Yan glanced at the mess on the ground again and said coldly to He Lin, "Do you think that's possible?"

"Insolence!" Zhan Yue had just finished coldly rebuking Qiu Yan when Qin Wu punched her in the chest. "Don't even think about leaving today if you don't pay up!"

Zhan Yue's face turned ashen, but knowing he was in the wrong, he didn't say much.

Qiu Yan sat down opposite He Lin, looked at Zhan Yue outside, and said to He Lin, "You stay, he'll go back to get the money."

This was the first time in He Lin's life that he had ever been in such a predicament.

Going back is impossible right now; I really can't come back anytime soon.

He tried to go downstairs regardless, but Qiu Yan stopped him. "Are you here to dine and dash today?"

"Trust me, I will definitely pay this money back."

"I believe you, but our young master doesn't!" Qiu Yan wasn't about to suffer this hidden loss.

She doesn't even know the man in front of her, so why should she trust him?

The scene before him reminded He Lin of his former lover, who possessed the same domineering aura.

The moment He Lin thought of her, he felt a wave of dizziness wash over him, and his entire body, even his very bones, radiated grief.

He gazed at Qiu Yan, and in his hazy vision, their images overlapped.

He stretched out his arms, wanting to hug her tightly, but unfortunately, a child suddenly appeared in front of him and pushed him away.

Qiu Xu stood in front of his sister; he wanted to protect her.

He Lin aggravated the knife wound on his back. He coughed violently, clutched his chest in pain, and his face turned deathly pale.

He became unsteady on his feet, his body felt weak, and he looked as if he was about to fall. Finally, he collapsed to the ground.

"Young Master." Zhan Yue looked at her master with some worry, her heart filled with self-blame.

It's all because last night's assassination attempt was too intense, causing him to lose his money.

He was both angry and annoyed. He had already broken free from Lin Shu and the other person's restraints and rushed to the second floor of Xingyue Tower.

This girl dared to coerce their master; she was simply outrageous.

Qiu Xu was still standing in front of his sister, but Qiu Yan pulled him directly behind her.

In his nervousness, he gripped his sister's wrist tightly, his gaze drifting towards the plates in the private room.

Zhou Zifang felt a chill in his heart and quickly followed Zhan Yue.

He knew that Lin Shu and Qin Wu were no match for this guard.

Lin Shu and the other person followed closely behind.

Zhou Zifang thought that if the opponent was too strong, he would have no choice but to admit defeat.

"Sister, brother!" Qiu Ling'er's heart jumped into her throat inside the private room.

Soon, Zhan Yue rushed to the second floor, drew his sword, and pointed it directly at Qiu Yan.

He wanted to intimidate the girl in front of him, make her back down and give up on demanding money.

He Lin shouted urgently, "Zhan Yue, stop!"

Qiu Yan took a step back, and before Zhan Yue could rush over, Qiu Xu, holding a plate, smashed it directly at Zhan Yue's knee, causing him to stagger.

Qiu Yan glanced worriedly at her younger brother, and taking advantage of He Lin's momentary lapse in attention, she drew his longsword and instantly pressed it against Zhan Yue's neck.

Zhan Yue was annoyed; she had underestimated her opponent.

The girl in front of him was young and frail; how could he know that Qiu Yan would retaliate against him?

He possesses extraordinary skills; if others knew this, they would probably laugh their heads off.

Qiu Yan glared at Zhan Yue, "If you have no money, hand over your valuables!"

She no longer wanted to waste any more time on this matter.