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Yama's Wedding
That night, Xiao Yao Villa was enveloped in silence.
Yao Guang extinguished the lights and lay quietly in bed. Xue had already gone to his room with Xiao Yao Hao, for he believed that if Xiao Yao Yu were to act, it would likely be on a night like this. This night was destined to be one of unrest.
Xue and Xiao Yao Hao sat in the room, both silent.
Although Xue felt confident, he was genuinely curious about how Xiao Yao Yu could have killed those people if it was indeed her doing. The main point was that he had not figured out how they had died.
"Young Master Xue, are you really sure about this?" Xiao Yao Hao asked anxiously.
Xue had no doubts about dealing with these mortals; his concern lay in whether Xiao Yao Yu possessed something unknown to him. This worry was not for himself but for the possibility that he might overlook Xiao Yao Hao in a moment of carelessness.
Just as Xue prepared to respond, he suddenly heard a sound from outside the room.
The two exchanged glances. "They're here."
They quickly rolled into the inner chamber, with Xiao Yao Hao lying swiftly on the bed while Xue concealed himself behind a nearby screen.
They held their breath, quietly observing the situation outside.
The door opened, and through the moonlight streaming in, Xue saw several figures stealthily enter. As these individuals turned their backs to them, Xue seized the opportunity to exchange a glance with Xiao Yao Hao. "Let's wait and see what they intend to do." Xiao Yao Hao blinked in understanding.
Watching them closely, Xue felt puzzled. He had always thought that if Xiao Yao Yu were to act, she would do so alone. Why did she mobilize so many people? Moreover, judging by their appearances, they seemed merely skilled among mortals—far from being top-tier experts. Did Xiao Yao Yu really believe these people could kill Xiao Yao Hao? Was she underestimating his strength or overestimating her own? For some reason, an unease settled in Xue's heart.
The black-clad figures crept to the bedside and glanced at the sleeping Xiao Yao Hao. They exchanged signals and simultaneously swung their knives toward him.
Sensing the blade coming for him, Xiao Yao Hao opened his eyes and sprang up. The black-clad man clearly did not expect him to be awake at that moment. In that brief moment of surprise, Xiao Yao Hao slipped out of their encirclement. Xue also leaped from behind the screen and joined him.
The two coordinated seamlessly as they fought within the confines of the room. Although their opponents had the advantage in numbers, Xiao Yao Hao and Xue worked together exceptionally well, exchanging glances as they attacked from both sides. Soon enough, they cornered the four black-clad men with nowhere to retreat. Standing at the doorway with a knife he had just taken from one of them, Xiao Yao Hao casually waved it and said, "Do you still want to fight? If you reveal your backer now, I can let you go this time without holding a grudge."
The few men in black exchanged glances, contemplating for a moment. One of them stepped forward and said, "Xiao Yao Hao, do as you please; there's no need for this pretense."
As soon as the words left his mouth, Xiao Yao Hao smiled at him, and with a swift motion, he swung the knife in his hand. The others barely registered the flash before they opened their eyes again to see the man who had just spoken had already lost his head. With a thud, his body fell to the ground, blood gushing from his neck. His head lay a short distance away, staring in disbelief at its own corpse.
"This is what he wanted; to kill or to butcher, so I obliged," Xiao Yao Hao said, holding the bloodied knife with a feigned sense of grievance.
At that moment, the remaining men in black were paralyzed by Xiao Yao Hao's bizarre demeanor. He appeared cheerful, yet when he struck, he resembled a demon from hell. In contrast, the expressionless man behind him seemed more normal, prompting the black-clad figures to retreat further.
Xue observed Xiao Yao Hao's actions and caught a whiff of the blood that now permeated the air. He felt a twinge of dissatisfaction. Although he understood that such intimidation was the quickest and simplest method, he found it hard to accept. Rational thoughts often clashed with emotional responses. However, these matters were beyond his control; his responsibility was merely to uncover the mastermind behind it all. How to deal with these men was up to Xiao Yao Hao. Naturally, if everything were to be sorted out in this world, it would have to wait until Xiao Yao Hao was dead before they could slowly deliberate in the Underworld.
"Now then, who among you wants to go next?" Xiao Yao Hao threatened as he waved his knife menacingly. He took slow steps forward.
The remaining men in black seemed to awaken from a dream and trembled as they took a step back.
"Master Xiaoyao, we truly don't know who gave the orders," one of them stammered as he stepped forward, fear evident in his eyes.
"Oh really? It seems my lesson wasn't enough for you," Xiao Yao Hao leaned against the doorframe and said nonchalantly while idly swinging his knife. It appeared that intelligent people were always in short supply in this world.
Suddenly, the terrified man lunged at Xiao Yao Hao with a desperate attempt to strike him down with his own knife.
At that moment, Xiao Yao Hao lifted his eyelids and glanced at the man charging toward him. In the next second, without even moving his body, he casually threw his knife.
The man's eyes widened in disbelief as he stared at the knife that had pierced his chest before he succumbed to death.
Now, the remaining two men huddled closely together. They had seen everything clearly; just moments ago, Xiao Yao Hao had relaxed himself. Yet in that fleeting instant when one charged at him, they hadn't even seen how Xiao Yao Hao had made his move.
"Next up, which one of you wants to live?" Xiao Yao Hao abandoned this game and loomed over them with an imposing presence.
Xue felt weary of such games and couldn't shake off an unsettling feeling that had been creeping up on him since earlier. It was as if he had forgotten something important. All he wanted now was to wrap up this interrogation quickly.
Hearing Xiao Yao Hao's threat, the two men immediately knelt down and pleaded desperately, "I... I... I'll do anything! Just let me go!"
Xiao Yao Hao looked at the pleading figures in black and said, "That's more like it. You should all behave properly. Is the mastermind behind this Xiao Yao Yu?" It was only at the last moment that they realized there was no way out, prompting their desperate pleas for mercy.
The two men in black exchanged glances after hearing Xiao Yao Hao's words, their eyes filled with an expression that Xue couldn't comprehend.
"Not good!" They were about to take their own lives.
Xue rushed over and covered one of their mouths. These two were not genuinely begging for mercy; they were merely trying to lower Xiao Yao Hao's guard to take the opportunity to bite down on the poison they had hidden in their mouths.
Xue was still a step too late. The two men had already swallowed the poison, and in an instant, blood began to pour from their mouths. Xue checked their breathing.
He released the two men and shook his head at Xiao Yao Hao, indicating that there was nothing he could do. Their actions had been too swift for anyone to react in time. Moreover, the poison they had ingested was highly lethal; in just a short while, their faces had turned dark and swollen. Xue grimaced and turned his head away in disgust.
Xiao Yao Hao angrily threw the knife he held onto the ground.
Looking at the bodies strewn across the floor, Xue realized that this night had been another futile effort. Suddenly, something struck him.
"Not good, Yao Guang." With that exclamation, he dashed out.
Xiao Yao Hao seemed to have thought of something as well and cursed under his breath, "Damn it," before following Xue in a sprint.
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