Strongest Eccentric Consort Chapter 115 – Hot–Selling Item

A scimitar wrapped in a white cloth flashed past, and a wisp of scarlet soared in the air.

Bam!

The dark figure, who was full of murderous intent, had instantly died.

Lou Xiaoxiao rushed over and saw the corpse on the floor. Her face turned pale. “Qianxue…”

Lou Qianxue coldly looked at the corpse on the floor and said, “Let's go back.”

At the same time.

In the headquarters of the Gate of Seven Kills in Liuyun Prefecture, the gold-masked man, who had taken the job for Lady Mo, was respectfully reporting an incident to a scarlet-masked youth.

Suddenly, he paused in the middle of his sentence.

“Why?”

The scarlet-masked youth was dressed in a purple robe, and he exuded a cold aura.

“Master.” The gold-masked man raised his hand and showed him a dead bug on his palm. “Another bronze-masked a.s.sa.s.sin has died.”

The Gate of Seven Kills had five levels in the hierarchy that were differentiated by color. From top to bottom, it went scarlet red, gold, silver, bronze, and iron.

The bronze-masked a.s.sa.s.sin was a second-grade a.s.sa.s.sin in the Gate of Seven Kills.

“And?”

“This is the third bronze-masked a.s.sa.s.sin who has died this month. The person they were supposed to a.s.sa.s.sinate is the same, a young lady from a small city.”

“The same girl?” The scarlet-masked man's voice turned cold. “Three bronze-masked a.s.sa.s.sins, and none of them can kill a young girl? Serves them right for dying!” He shut his eyes and continued, “This is not a coincidence. Do an investigation about what's so special about this girl.”

“Yes.”

“But… don't forget… Finding that person is… your biggest mission!” The scarlet-masked man suddenly started coughing.

“Master!” the gold-masked man exclaimed in worry.

The scarlet-masked man raised his hand to stop him. He shook his head. “I'm fine.”

But his fingers, and even his arms, were being covered with a layer of crystal frost at lightning speed.

At the same time, it was getting even colder indoors.

“Master!” The scarlet-masked sounded like he was in great pain. “Don't worry. I have already confirmed that the person is in Liuyun Prefecture. I will find her as soon as possible and get you treated.”

“Mm. You can leave.” The scarlet-masked man's voice was filled with pain and endurance.

That night was destined to be a sleepless one.

On the next day, the person whose name was spreading all around was not Lou Xingchen, the guest who could defeat ten people at one go without failure, and neither was it the 19-year-old ninth level Spirit realm master Mo Ruhuan.

It was an arrogant young lady called Lou Qianxue.

“I heard that she kicked Duke Su out of the Prefectural Governor's Mansion.”

“So what? She even dared to humiliate the niece of the City Lord. What is the Su Family to her?”

“Indeed. I heard that last night, she left the dinner after attending it for just a short while. How arrogant!”

“Even the most powerful mercenary, Leng Qianhan, calls her 'Miss'. She does have what it takes to be an arrogant person.”

“Right, right. I also heard that she is really pretty…”

Along the streets and alleys, in the teahouses and restaurants, almost everyone in Liuyun Prefecture talked about Lou Qianxue.

As for the girl herself, she had a cold face ever since she had woken up.

Lou Qianxue had given Lou Xiaoxiao a book on ground level martial arts. Lou Xiaoxiao behaved like she had gotten a treasure, and she was immersed in cultivation since last night.

Meanwhile, a while after Lou Qianxue woke up, her grandfather Lou Potian called for her.

Lou Potian handed her an invitation from some high-profile people. “These are all invitations from the major forces in Liuyun Prefecture. Their representatives want to meet and befriend you.”

Lou Qianxue had become a 'hot-selling item' overnight, and Lou Potian was very excited. “Qianxue, Grandpa has already read them. Even the four great families in Liuyun Prefecture, the Alchemy Union, and the Mercenary Union have sent invitations. I don't care what you do, but you have to at least accept their invitations.”