"Is what he says true?"
The Great Administrator nodded shakily, struggling to say, "Ye... Yes!"
The corners of Xue An's mouth gradually curved upward.
"Actually, I didn't intend to kill you initially, but your previous conversation changed my mind. So when you're dead, don't blame others, blame yourselves!"
"No..."
The two realized something simultaneously and screamed in horror.
But in the next second, everything was ended by a brilliant sword light.
After swiftly sweeping away these scum like cutting through butter, Xue An turned and stepped into the night, walking away without looking back.
Just as he left, flames appeared out of thin air, engulfing the small building and reducing it to ashes in the blink of an eye.
All this happened very quickly, from Xue An breaking in to leaving, it was merely a minute or two.
So when Xue An returned to the inn, Yue Qinghuan hadn't even reacted.
It wasn't until he knocked on the door that Yue Qinghuan hurriedly got up.
