Seeing the hatred flashing in the other person's eyes, Su Jinyue understood in her heart and nodded, "Then lead the way."
"Okay." The dark-skinned female cultivator responded happily and led the way.
When the young city lord saw the people from the city lord's mansion coming, he shouted at them angrily: "Search the whole city. If you can't find those two bastards, don't go back to the city lord's mansion." When he finds those two bastards, he will make them know how to write the word regret.
"Yes!" The men immediately separated and dispersed in all directions.
Su Jinyue and Zhan Yihan followed the dark-skinned female cultivator to the dock. At a glance, the dock was full of boats, and many cultivators were carrying goods down from the boats.
"That's my boat." The dark-skinned female cultivator raised her hand and pointed to a rather dilapidated boat not far away. The boat was left to her by her father. The boat still existed, but her father was gone. Thinking of her father, she felt a growing hatred for the man who had killed her father.
"Aya, have you got any business?" A middle-aged man greeted Aya with a smile.
"Yes, Uncle Liu." Aya nodded with a smile, and took Su Jinyue and Zhan Yihan towards her boat.
As the three of them got on the boat, they heard a flurry of footsteps behind them.
"It's them, catch them." The leading servant waved to the people behind him.
Upon hearing this, everyone immediately rushed towards Su Jinyue and Zhan Yihan.
Seeing everyone rushing over, Aya quickly started the boat and headed towards the center of the sea. Since Su Jinyue and Zhan Yihan were already on her boat, she had to take them to their destination. The people from the City Lord's Mansion were her enemies. If she hadn't been weak, she would have gone to seek revenge on the City Lord's Mansion long ago.
Seeing the boat leave, the people in the City Lord's Mansion jumped up and chased after it. If they didn't complete the Young City Lord's order, they would definitely suffer a lot when they returned.
Zhan Yihan raised his hand and waved. He didn't need to use any strength to deal with these people.
Those monks who caught up with them fell into the sea like dumplings.
Aya looked at Zhan Yihan in surprise; she hadn't expected him to be so powerful. She knew the cultivator leading the City Lord's Mansion was at the mid-stage of the Upper Immortal Realm, one of the three most powerful cultivators there. But Zhan Yihan simply swung his hand and sent him plummeting into the sea. It was clear how powerful Zhan Yihan was. If only she had that kind of strength, she could avenge her father.
Thinking of this, Aya looked at Zhan Yihan again and said respectfully, "Senior! I want to take you as my master." Relying on her own to slowly cultivate, wanting revenge was simply a foolish dream. If she had a powerful master, it would be completely different.
"I don't accept disciples." Zhan Yihan said indifferently.
"My father was killed by that young city lord. I want revenge, but my cultivation is too weak. It's hard to even get close to him, let alone kill that bastard. Senior, please help me. I'm willing to pay any price for revenge." Aya looked at Zhan Yihan pleadingly. She would even die if it meant avenging her father.
"I can't help you," Zhan Yihan refused calmly. He wasn't heartless, but he wouldn't grant every request. There were so many pitiful people in this world, and he naturally wouldn't help everyone. Otherwise, he wouldn't have any point in cultivating. If he didn't help her, she would still have an obsession with revenge, and that obsession could make her stronger, which wasn't a bad thing for her.
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