Killing

The woman frowned slightly, not daring to resist, and poured wine for the short-haired Middle-aged Man with a forced smile.

"Refreshing." One of the Middle-aged Men in long robes, eating meat, laughed loudly. "Boss, if there are any more good opportunities like this, bring the brothers along. Let us follow you to live the high life."

"This way, we not only complete the Evil Young Master's mission and receive rewards, but we also get to live the high life. Where else can you find such a good deal?" the person beside him laughed.

"Hahaha… brothers, drink…" the short-haired Middle-aged Man said happily.

"Drink…" the others raised their wine glasses.

Just then, a servant walked in slowly, holding a jar of wine in his hands.

"Ev… everyone, my lords, your wine has arrived." The servant's hands trembled slightly, appearing extremely terrified.

"Bring it here." The short-haired Middle-aged Man slapped the table and shouted.

The sound of the table being slapped startled the servant, causing him to shiver, and then he hurriedly brought the wine jar over.

The few Middle-aged Men didn't pay any attention to this; it was perfectly normal for ordinary people to fear them, and they kept their attention on the wine table.

While handing over the wine, the servant's eyes carefully scanned the room, and accidentally, he tilted the wine jar, causing it to fall and shatter on the floor.

"Bang!"

Hearing the sound, the women trembled in fear, but upon realizing it was only a shattered wine jar, they all relaxed.

At the same time, the look they gave the servant carried a hint of pity and compassion.

The servant had shattered the wine jar; he would surely be severely punished and was as good as dead.

"Ah… I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'll pick it up right now." The servant was very scared and hurriedly crouched down, intending to pick it up.

The short-haired Middle-aged Man stood up abruptly, slapped the table twice fiercely, drew the blade at his side, and slashed towards the servant crouching on the floor.

The other Middle-aged Men all watched this scene with smiles.

"Ah!"

The women were panicked and terrified, as if they had already seen the servant's blood splatter on the spot.

"Swish."

A crisp sound rang out, clean and swift. The servant crouching on the floor disappeared and reappeared behind those Middle-aged Men. Only two "swish" sounds were heard as the servant sheathed the long sword he had produced from who knows where.

"Cling…" The sound of the long sword entering its scabbard accompanied the sight of the Middle-aged Men collapsing onto the table.

"Ah…"

The women were panicked; they stood up and curled into a ball in fear. The fierce Middle-aged Men who had just been eating and drinking now each had a sword mark on their necks, which was truly terrifying.

They looked at the servant in horror. In just a single moment, the fierce men were all dead. This servant, who had appeared timid and submissive, was actually a highly skilled Martial Artist.

The servant ignored the women, slowly picked up the wine pot from the table, held it up, and poured it gently onto the floor, as if offering a libation.

"Brothers and sisters, I have avenged you."

The voice of this male servant was crisp and pleasant, like that of a young girl.

The women nearby were even more terrified, their souls nearly leaving their bodies.

After speaking, the servant shattered the wine pot on the ground, flashed, and disappeared from the room.

After a long while, seemingly confirming that the servant had left, the women dared to stand up and rushed out of the room, screaming.

This scene was playing out in various places all over Qianyan City.

This day was destined to be a day of slaughter. Almost all the Demon Sect Martial Artists brought by the Evil Young Master were assassinated; some didn't even know how they died.

And everything that happened in this city was just a very ordinary scene within the entire Great Xia Dynasty.