Not far away, Xiao Xuanya was bending over, tending to a bruise on her pants with her backside protruding.

Her silhouette was infinitely beautiful.

However, what caught Yang Fei's attention was a peculiar tattoo on her leg.

The tattoo was of a blooming iris flower.

Its purple-blue petals exuded a sense of enchantment and ominousness.

Seeing this strange tattoo,

Yang Fei immediately recalled the female assassin who had attempted to kill him several times in the recent past.

And the last one who had come after him had reached the Energy Transformation Realm in Martial Arts, extremely formidable.

They had the same iris flower tattoo on their ankles.

Originally, iris flowers are planted in front of graves, signifying bad omen, and most people avoid them.

Therefore, Yang Fei had an exceptionally deep impression of this tattoo.

Yang Fei's eyes became incredibly icy.

He said indifferently, "Miss Xiao, I must admit, you have finally succeeded in attracting my attention."

"Please turn around."

Xiao Xuanya turned her head, her smile radiant, serenely charming.

She purposefully let out a sigh.

"Respected Mr. Yang Fei, you asked me to leave, and now you want me to come back,"

"What exactly do you mean by that?"

Her eyes sparkled with a coquettish smile.

"For a powerful person like you to be so fickle, it truly puts a girl in a difficult position," she said.

Yang Fei's voice suddenly raised a notch.

"Stop pretending. What's the deal with the iris tattoo on your leg?"

"What is your relationship with Blood-cloth Tower?"

Xiao Xuanya's smile became even sweeter.

She turned around, her hips swaying, and walked up to Yang Fei.

"What do you want to know? Let's find an opportunity to talk," she said.

As she spoke, she took shallow breaths, which gave her voice a trembling quality that was somewhat unsettling.

All males, upon hearing such a sound, would probably think of a certain intense activity between a man and a woman.

Mad Blade and Fan Yi couldn't help but lower their heads, avoiding her allure.

Yang Fei's expression grew even colder.

He drew a dagger, its blade reflecting flashes of cold light.

"Miss Xiao, from now on, I expect you to seriously answer my questions,"

"Otherwise, very unpleasant things will happen," he warned.

His tone was plain and ordinary, neither deliberately threatening nor foreboding.

However, just this tone made Xiao Xuanya's face turn pale.

She maintained an elegant smile, but the muscles in her face were somewhat rigid.

"Alright, I'll tell you," she conceded.

Xiao Xuanya's eyes were fixed deeply on Yang Fei.

"Actually, we have met before," she began.

"I come from Blood Angel; after returning to my country, I joined Blood-cloth Tower,"

"Blood-cloth Tower is an ancient assassin organization, and in the last two or three years, it took on quite a few jobs,"

"However, these jobs were all limited to feud killings in the underworld,"

"The job at Lanting Hotel was also part of an underworld struggle,"

"But in that seemingly insignificant job, my sisters failed one after another, and I grew curious, hence I personally made a move against you," she explained.

At this point, Xiao Xuanya let out a wry laugh.

"That time on the street when I tried to snipe you, not only did I fail, but you also wounded my arm,"

"This made me even more curious about your identity. A powerful person like you surely isn't a nobody, so I've been investigating in secret,"

"Just as Shou Jing Gong approached my master seeking help to eliminate the Eldest Senior Brother of Xuan Ying Pavilion and Huang Da,"

"My master ordered me to take action, and after I succeeded, I learned your identity; you are actually Lord Mo Ying," she said.

Ending her recount, Xiao Xuanya gave a bitter smile.

"You already know what happened later, so I won't go into that,"

Yang Fei had never imagined that even Shou Jing Gong would be involved in this matter.

Moreover, the master of Xiao Xuanya, probably another old monster at the same level as Shou Jing Gong.

How had he never heard of such a formidable Martial Arts Master?

He recalled Xiao Xuanya's terrifying attempt to assassinate the Eldest Senior Brother of Xuan Ying Pavilion on the arena.

Yang Fei reevaluated Xiao Xuanya's strength, appreciating it even more.

Had it not been for his own breakthrough with Extreme Tiger which significantly increased his speed that day,

he probably wouldn't have escaped Xiao Xuanya's Poison Hands.

He spoke coldly, "Does my master know that you want to kill me?"

Xiao Xuanya said calmly, "Shou Jing Gong knows I have taken someone else's commission, but he doesn't care much about it."

"He said if you were so easily killed by me, then you wouldn't be worthy of being his disciple. He also said…"

At this point, Xiao Xuanya's face suddenly turned red, and she stopped speaking.

Yang Fei stared at her curiously, "Why don't you continue?"

Xiao Xuanya glanced at Mad Blade and Fan Yi, speaking in a voice so low,

only Yang Fei could hear her.

"Shou Jing Gong said the only way I could kill you would be in bed, exhausting you till you drop dead."

"Pah, that Old Silver Stick, I'm a pure-hearted good man."

Yang Fei's face immediately became filled with black lines.

What kind of master in the world would incite a female assassin to seduce his own disciple?

Xiao Xuanya smiled teasingly.

She swept back her hanging hair with a flirtatious look, her eyes languishingly fixed on Yang Fei.

"Actually, I really want to try Shou Jing Gong's method, Brother Fei, are you free?"

Yang Fei immediately straightened his back, "I'm not free."

Xiao Xuanya giggled seductively.

Her eyes took a deep look at Yang Fei.

"I think you'll be free. Can I leave now?"

Yang Fei's heart skipped a beat, avoiding her meaningful gaze.

"Of course, go ahead."

Xiao Xuanya gracefully turned and walked towards Lang Lun.

Lang Lun called out loudly from afar, "Lord Magic Shadow, until we meet again."

Yang Fei bowed slightly and waved goodbye.

He still held a respectful attitude towards a strong person like Lang Lun.

Watching the siblings of the Lang clan leave, Yang Fei let out a long sigh.

For some reason, he had a vague premonition in his heart.

The fairy, Xiao Xuanya, surely wouldn't leave so easily.

Mad Blade approached with a mischievous smile, "I knew you couldn't bear to part with her."

"If you ask me, you might as well take her home. It's not like one more woman would make much difference to you."

"Get lost!"

...

As the two of them were joking around, Lady Feijin, surrounded by a large group of guards, walked over.

Victorious Lady Feijin, glamorous and seductive, had an added air of authority on her face.

However, her eyes softened when she looked at Yang Fei.

"Mr. Yang Fei, did you see? The powerful October Song Legion has surrendered to us."

"All of this is thanks to you and your friends. I truly don't know how to express my gratitude,"

"Meeting you is the greatest fortune in my life, Lady Feijin."

Yang Fei smiled, "There's no need to thank me, I should be thanking you for the lift."

"Here, I've dealt with a big trouble that has been bothering me for a long time."

He stretched languidly, "It's finally over. Now I just want to drink happily and then return to my motherland."

Lady Feijin was surprised, "You're leaving for your country so soon?"

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