Black Owl, dressed in a long, bright red robe and stroking his beautiful beard, swaggered in from outside, looking incredibly flamboyant.

After entering, he unabashedly dragged a stool over and sat down in front of Ji Fengyao, his beautiful peach blossom eyes half-closed in a smile: "How do I look today? Do I look good?"

Black Owl already possessed a youthful, handsome face, and after yesterday's medicinal bath that expelled impurities, his bright red robes accentuated his alluring features and captivating beauty. Although he lacked the otherworldly charm of her monstrous master, he was likely to become a powerful figure in the future, someone who could conquer the world based solely on his looks.

Ji Fengyao's lips twitched: "Are you going to get married on the spot? Why are you dressed so red?"

"Follow you, anyway, you haven't even had a wedding ceremony with the prince," Black Owl said bluntly and without any sense of propriety.

Ji Fengyao: "..."

This guy is just taking advantage of the prince's favor to act recklessly!

Shang Xiye recalled the day she had a guard carry a chicken to Vulture Village to marry a dog, and felt a pang of heartache. She then threw the cup of hot tea she had just poured at Black Owl.

After yesterday's medicinal bath, Black Owl's skills were no longer what they used to be. Despite the close distance and the swift and fierce attack of the tea, he easily dodged it with a simple twist of his body, and smiled in a very irritating way: "Little Nine, I told you, you are no match for me now. If you make another move, I'm going to hit you."

Shang Xiye's face darkened, and he slammed his hand on the table, smashing three teacups at Hei Xiao.

The two bantered back and forth, much like their daily squabbles.

Ji Fengyao: "..." I feel so superfluous.

Holy crap, if you two keep being this sweet, I'm seriously going to become a fan of your pairing!

Seeing Ji Fengyao get off the bed and about to leave, Hei Xiao rushed over and grabbed her sleeve: "Hey, little Yao'er, don't go, there's still something important I haven't told you."

"Let go!" Shang Xiye suddenly roared.

"Alright, alright, I won't make a fuss anymore." Black Owl raised his hands in surrender, obediently sat back down, and said to Ji Fengyao in a serious tone, "I gave you the thing yesterday and told you to wear it in the most conspicuous place. Why didn't you wear it? This is not something to be taken lightly."

"How am I supposed to wear this thing, which has no feet and no eyes?" Ji Fengyao took out the golden sphere that Hei Xiao had given her yesterday and held it in her palm.

Just as Hei Xiao was about to take it, Shang Xiye took it first: "This is...this is the token of the Eastern Dragon Gate?"

"Yes, it was a kid from the East Dragon Gate who claimed to have a past with Xiao Yao'er. He asked me to pass it on. He said someone hired their top assassin to take the life of one of the prince's women." Hei Xiao kept looking at Ji Fengyao as he said this.

Ji Fengyao was completely bewildered: What the hell is Donglongmen?

The host is just a bandit, when did he get involved with any kind of sect?

Shang Xiye suddenly remembered the look in Ji Fengyao's eyes yesterday, when she seemed to be looking at someone else through him. Could it be that the person she was thinking about yesterday was that person from Donglongmen?

With a sudden clench of his fist, Shang Xiye tossed the golden ball into the river.

Black Owl didn't even have time to stop him: "Hey, Little Nine...!"

"I will protect my people myself; I don't need anyone else's help," Shang Xiye said with a sinister expression, his body radiating a murderous aura, his eyes fixed on Ji Fengyao as if he wanted to devour her.

Ji Fengyao: "..."

That sounds so cheesy, but could you please tell me first, what kind of organization is the East Dragon Gate?

"The number one mercenary assassin sect in the martial arts world..."

“A den of snakes and rats!” Shang Xiye’s voice was unusually low as he answered decisively.

Black Owl: "..."

Ji Fengyao: "..."