Live-in Son-in-law

Chapter 1320 1320: I Think I Can Still Be Saved

Jing Wuyan knew very well that they wouldn't kill him, they wanted him alive, to use him to reach some purpose with his father. If they killed him, there would definitely be a war between Netherworld Hall and Sword Sect.

Sure enough, Ao Shi hesitated. Sword Sect had repeatedly emphasized that they needed him alive. If they brought back a dead body, not only would they not receive the reward, but they would also be punished.

"Young Master Jing, I want to tell you, even if I let your men go now, they won't survive for many days. This is Sin City, you know the rules. More than just my Soul Chasing Mercenary Group is watching you."

Jing Wuyan said coldly, "That's my business, no need for you to worry. I'll say it again, let them go, and I'll go with you. If you disagree, you can only take our corpses back with you."

Ao Shi's eyes became gloomy, "Alright, I promise you. But I hope Young Master Jing doesn't cause any trouble."

Jing Wuyan sneered and turned to Mo Xiao and the others, "Go, leave this place."

"Young Master..."

"That's an order."

Mo Xiao and the four clenched their fists, "Yes, sir. Young Master, I will find Uncle Xiao as soon as possible and definitely rescue you."

Jing Wuyan nodded slightly.

"Captain, what about this woman?" One of Ao Shi's men drooled over Yun Mengyao's graceful figure.

Ao Shi glanced over, his eyes burning, and sneered, "Bring her back, let the brothers enjoy."

"Thank you, Captain."

"Don't touch her," Jing Wuyan said sternly, "Let her go."

Ao Shi's face instantly darkened, "Young Master Jing, aren't your demands a bit too much?"

"I said to let them go, and that includes her."

Ao Shi's face turned ashen, murderous intent flashed in his eyes, "Young Master Jing, don't get carried away with your status, my patience has its limits."

"My patience also has its limits. If you dare to touch her, I guarantee that the only thing you'll bring back is my corpse."

"Heh... worthy of someone from the Netherworld Hall, still so defiant even in captivity."

Suddenly, a strange, sinister laughter echoed from all around the courtyard.

Ao Shi's expression changed slightly, he shouted angrily, "Who is it, come out."

"What a big temper, Captain."

Before the voice faded, several blood-red figures leapt onto the wall. About a dozen people, all clad in blood-red robes, holding cold, curved knives, their gazes cold and filled with killing intent.

"Blood Killing Tower?" Ao Shi said in a low voice, "You're getting involved in this mess too."

The leader, a slender man with a face as pale as a ghost, possessing a peculiar expression that blurred between crying and laughing, gave off an indescribable eerie feeling. He grinned sharply, "Everyone knows the value of Jing Wuyan, did Sword Sect specifically appoint your Soul Chasing Mercenary Group for this task, disallowing others from intervening?"

Sword Sect merely posted a bounty, they didn't specify who should handle it, they only care about the results, whoever completes the task gets the reward.

Ao Shi sneered, "Although Sword Sect didn't specify, the Soul Chasing Mercenary Group found Jing Wuyan first. Besides, he agreed to come with me."

Jing Wuyan's eyes glinted, "That's right, I agreed to visit the Soul Chasing Mercenary Group as a guest."

The blood-robed man's sinister laugh was sharp and piercing, "Young Master Jing, do you think this place is Netherworld Hall? Right now, you don't get to decide where you go."

"Blood Killing Tower, what do you mean? Are you trying to snatch people from my Soul Chasing Mercenary Group?"

The blood-robed man sneered, "What, do you think Blood Killing Tower is afraid of your Soul Chasing Mercenary Group?"

Ao Shi's broadsword was raised, his face filled with killing intent, "Looks like Blood Killing Tower is determined to make enemies with us. If that's so, let's settle this through force."

"Heh heh... you're so stupid, beyond redemption. It's not that Blood Killing Tower fears you, but if we fight to the point of mutual destruction, would that allow Young Master Jing to swagger away? Moreover, do you think besides my Blood Killing Tower and your Soul Chasing Mercenary Group, there are no other people here?"

As the words fell, the blood-robed man screeched, "Brothers of Poison Snake, are you really planning to hide in the dark and watch the spectacle like snakes?"

With those words, as quick as a flash, black figures appeared, directly appearing on the rooftop.

Ao Shi said in a deep voice, "Poison Snake Organization, I didn't expect even you to join the fun.

The Poison Snake Organization is also a mercenary group, but the people of Poison Snake are extremely treacherous, using any means necessary, kidnappings, poisonings, traps, as long as they can achieve their goal, they disregard everything. They're a bunch of madmen, rarely provoked in Sin City.

The leading black-clad man held a folding fan, handsome in appearance, with a slightly flirtatious demeanor, but his gaze was too lascivious, making it uncomfortable to look at him. His true name is unknown, only known in the martial world as Hua She, greedy for money and lustful, with a notorious reputation.

Hua She had a feminine appearance, his voice slightly effeminate, he said, "Such a lively affair, how could it be without my Poison Snake Organization?"

After finishing, he looked at Yun Mengyao, his eyes burning and lewd, "I want this woman."

Ao Shi sneered, "Then you're thinking wrong, Young Master Jing is willing to protect this woman with his life, so it seems you're destined not to get her."

"Heh heh... Hua She is indeed Hua She, not hiding his true nature, I admire that," the blood-robed man laughed.

Hua She cast a mocking glance at Jing Wuyan, "A turtle in a jar, a prisoner, what right do you have to threaten us? Only your Soul Chasing Mercenary Group can be threatened, my Poison Snake never bows to threats. Young Master Jing, surrender, and all your subordinates can live. If you utter a word of defiance, I guarantee they will die without a grave, and it would be hard for you to even die. You should believe I have the capability for that."

Jing Wuyan's face turned terribly pale, he didn't expect that just arriving in Sin City would attract the siege of three great powers, and even caused the death of Qin Yi, which made his heart ache like a knife.

"Heh heh... Hua She is indeed domineering," the blood-robed man laughed.

"Can you stop laughing, it's so unpleasant, even ghost cries sound a hundred times better, your laugh gives me goosebumps, it's unbearable," suddenly a voice filled with anger sounded.

Jing Wuyan froze, that voice... He suddenly looked at Qin Yi.

Yun Mengyao's body also stiffened, because that voice was most familiar to her. She was ecstatic, looking down, only to see Qin Yi half-opening his eyes.

"You, you're not dead..."

Qin Yi said weakly, "I think I can still be saved."

"Brother Qin, you..." Jing Wuyan ran over, full of joy, "You're alive, that's great... that's great..."

"Huh, Brother Qin, why isn't your wound bleeding?" Jing Wuyan suddenly noticed that Qin Yi's stab wound wasn't bleeding, even though he was covering it with his hand, but with a stab like that, it was impossible for one hand to completely stop the blood flow.

Qin Yi was about to speak when Yun Mengyao, eager to check the wound, moved Qin Yi's hand aside, only to find out that the hand moved together with the dagger.