C11 Laughter

Within the Prime Minister's mansion, a sinister-looking man dressed in the robes of a prime minister looked at the letter and the two maple leaves on the cup with a frown. He then called over a man with a full beard.

"Tianlei, what do you think about these two maple leaves?" Yang Guozhong handed two pieces of maple leaves with blood on them to Zheng Tianlei. As for Zheng Tianlei, when he saw Maple Leaf, he was shocked.

"Prime minister, these two maple leaves are not damaged at all. However, there's a strong smell of blood on them. It's obvious that someone used them to cut someone else's throat." Zheng Tianlei scrutinized.

"Yes, take a look at this cup lid and this letter." Yang Guozhong placed the letter and cup lid on the table again. When Zheng Tianlei read the letter carefully, he was slightly shocked.

"If the maple leaf and cup cap can be cut open and then cut into the throat, who is this young man? I'm afraid only my Master, the Kunlun Sect Sect Leader and the Seven Stars Sect's disciples have such abilities. " Zheng Tianlei looked at Yang Guozhong with doubt and shock.

"Tianlei, bring along the Warrior Camp's elites to Haining City. If possible, bring that youth back." Yang Guozhong had a straight face. Zheng Tianlei and his entourage of more than 20 people walked towards Hangzhou.

In Youzhou City, Ye Zhiqiu was standing in front of a big house with a folding fan in his hands behind his back. His brows were tightly knitted, because this time, a traitor had appeared in his organization, and his employer had been charged a large sum of money twice, but died after paying the fee. Yet another subordinate had died. This subordinate was his personal follower, Sun Lin. Sun Lin also disappeared. Ye Zhiqiu was trying to find Sun Lin. When night fell, the moonlight from the north was even more horrifying than from the south. A dark shadow was shuttling through the streets towards the south gate. The south gate was the only way out from the south side of the city. However, the black shadow stopped right in front of the city gate, and the wind brought up by its fast running body blew up the snow on the road as well. When the black shadow stopped, a group of black clothed people in front of him blocked his path.

"Pavilion Master Sun, master wishes to see you." A masked man in black stepped out.

"Don't block my way, otherwise don't blame me for not showing any face." As Sun Xin said this, he shook the clasp knife in his hand, causing it to emit clanging sounds as it hit the blade.

"Sun Lin, do you want me to come down and see you myself?" Ye Zhiqiu stood on the city gate tower and waved his fan.

"Alliance Head, all these years, I've earned quite a bit of money for you. Right now, I only want to live a life where I can see the light of day." Sun Lin was a bit afraid.

"If you want to leave the organization, I have no objections, but you should not betray the organization, kill your followers, and even more so, don't kill your employers. You should know our rules, right now you only have one way to 'die'!" As Ye Zhiqiu spoke, he jumped down from the city gate tower and continued waving his folding fan. The force of the impact knocked away the snow around his feet.

"Alliance Head, you have not fought much in the past few years. I think your martial arts have deteriorated!" Sun Xin looked at Ye Zhiqiu, who had a murderous look on his face.

"Then let's give it a try." Ye Zhiqiu threw his folding fan gently and slapped it.

"Alliance Head, let us deal with these traitors." The leader in black with his face covered said to Ye Zhiqiu. Although his face was covered, the killing intent in his eyes was heavy.

"No, I will come myself. Step down." Ye Zhiqiu held the folding fan in his hand. When the group of men in black retreated, Ye Zhiqiu put down the corner of his shirt and threw his other hand with the folding fan. After the folding fan spun twice in the air, he held the fan with one hand and pointed the fan outwards. With his two feet on the ground, he rushed towards Sun Xin. As for Sun Xin, he turned the blade towards his throat, using the blade to block the throat. Ye Zhiqiu immediately pressed the tip of his fan against the blade, and with a "bang" sound, he continued pushing Sun Xin's body backwards. The snow on the ground was being pushed back by Sun Xin's feet, which left a mark, but Ye Zhiqiu didn't seem to have any intention of stopping. After knocking Sun Xin and his sabre into the steps in front of the house, Sun Xin's lower body stopped, but due to the inertia of the upper part of his body, his lower back bent and his body went down in an anti-bow shape. When Sun Xin was about to touch the ground, Sun Xin quickly stretched out his hand that was not holding his sabre.

"Your martial arts has improved." Ye Zhiqiu looked at Sun Lin with an indifferent expression.

"It's you, Chief, who has retreated." Sun Xin shook the handle of his saber, causing the iron rings on the blade to rattle. He executed the chain blade technique, slashing one wind blade after another towards Ye Zhiqiu. Wherever the blade's blade went, the snow on the ground would be scarred. Ye Zhiqiu calmly threw the folding fan into a half-arc. His palm twisted the fan handle, and the curved fan spun in his hand, making it look like a spinning windmill. And the spinning wind made a whirring sound, and the folding fan left his hand. He dodged the blade power that was whistling towards his chest, but another blade power sliced open the snow and headed towards Ye Zhiqiu's feet. Ye Zhiqiu slapped his hands on the ground, and after standing in an inverted position, he jumped into the air and dodged the second blade power. The rotating fan flew towards Sun Xin. Seeing that it was too late for him to make the third cut, Sun Xin swung his blade at the fan and prepared to make the third cut with his two feet rotating. Just when the blade force he used to slash at the folding fan was only inches away from it, the folding fan suddenly changed direction and spun to the left, returning back to Ye Zhiqiu's hand that was still in the air. Ye Zhiqiu hit his chest and fanned himself after landing.

"Looks like you've completely mastered the 'Perpetual Saber Technique'." Ye Zhiqiu said coldly.

"Yes, let me show you the top-level of the Knife Knife Knife Technique." Sun Xin proudly stroked the blade of the saber. After that, he knocked out the iron buckle on the back of the blade, and slashed nine iron buckles towards Ye Zhiqiu. Then, he slashed nine iron buckles on the back of the blade, and chopped nine iron buckles on the back of the blade towards Ye Zhiqiu. When the folding fan touched the buckle, it split into two. However, in the instant the folding fan broke, countless silver needles flew out from the folding fan, piercing through the air towards Sun Xin's neck. Sun Xin also noticed the silver needles flying towards him.

However, when the row of silver needles were knocked off, a silver white soft whip pierced through the empty air with nine iron buckles, and the shadow of the blade, which had broken through the iron buckles, collided with the incoming blade. However, when the row of silver needles were knocked off, a silver soft whip pierced through the air, and the shadow of the blade, which had broken through the nine iron buckles, collided with the incoming blade.

When Sun Xin turned around with a smile on his face and prepared to see Ye Zhiqiu lying on the ground in the snow, he only felt a cold sensation on his chest. When Sun Xin turned around with a smile on his face and was about to watch Ye Zhiqiu fall in the snow, he felt a cold sensation on his chest.

Ye Zhiqiu inserted the soft whip into his belt with one hand, then the soft whip disappeared again.

"Your life will not be in vain if you die under my 'Ye Zhiqiu'." Ye Zhiqiu slid out another folding fan from his sleeve and continued shaking it. As for Sun Xin, hot blood gushed out from his neck, emitting hot steam. Blood spurted out from his chest like a fountain as he fell to his knees, clutching his chest and falling to the ground. The man in black beside him didn't even see how Ye Zhiqiu used his whip. He only saw Ye Zhiqiu leave with his fan after he used it. They all thought to themselves, 'The chief is really unfathomable, and so cruel'. The reason why Ye Zhiqiu was so cruel was because he wanted to make an example out of everyone and let the members on the side see the consequences of betraying the organization. Ye Zhiqiu left with the group of men in black. The north wind whistled as it blew against the door, causing it to crack. Sun Xin's corpse, on the other hand, was still lying in the snow, being blown around by the cold wind. The street was eerily quiet.

After Ye Zhiqiu returned to the alliance, he took over the business and prepared to arrange for people to come down from the south once again. At the west gate of Hangzhou, Leng Heng and Tian Qing'er also stepped into the Hangzhou City and headed toward it. It was already the eighteenth of December, and thin snow was drifting about in the south. Leng Heng looked at the Hangzhou City with a sad face, while Tian Qing'er also took out her jade flute and played a tune, quietly accompanying Leng Heng. On the main road outside the Hangzhou City, twenty plus people were also hurriedly preparing to enter the city, their faces filled with killing intent …