Just as with Tu Feng and Tang Yuxian before, the moment the pills were in their hands, the two Blood Servants realized that the pills Yang Kai had produced were only of upper earth grade. They were healing pills, but at this grade, how effective could they possibly be?
Doubt flickered in their minds, yet not a trace of it showed on their faces.
"Time is short—hurry up and take the pills to refine their effects. Tonight, there will be quite a performance, and I'll need you both on stage." Yang Kai's gaze was deep and unfathomable, a razor-edged cold smile playing at the corner of his lips. "I want to see just who can't hold back and makes the first move against me!"
"Yes!" Both men nodded. They knew tonight wouldn't be peaceful and didn't dare waste time. Just as they were about to swallow the pills, Yang Kai's expression suddenly turned cold. He turned his head toward the outside and chuckled: "It's not even dark yet—how come someone's already come looking for trouble?"
Qu Gaoyi and Ying Jiu froze for a moment, then quickly caught on. They hurriedly extended their Divine Sense, and sure enough, detected a crowd gathering outside the manor. Fury rose in their hearts, but they were also visibly surprised.
Because Yang Kai had noticed them before either of them!
The room the three of them occupied was situated deep within the manor, roughly a thousand zhang from the front gate. The slightest breeze or stir outside would never reach them here.
Neither Qu Gaoyi nor Ying Jiu could figure out how Yang Kai had sensed anything at all.
The newcomers weren't numerous, and their strength wasn't particularly impressive either, but there were still several Shenyou Realm cultivators among them.
"Allow the two of us to go deal with them first," Qu Gaoyi volunteered.
"No rush." Yang Kai frowned slightly. "Qiu Yimeng is here."
Before his words had even faded, the young mistress of the Qiu family's voice rang out from beyond the door: "Yang Kai, someone's come to find you."
Yang Kai exchanged a glance with the two Blood Servants, both of them puzzled.
He opened the door to find Qiu Yimeng standing outside with a faint smile, her bearing elegant and graceful. The two Blood Servants' eyes brightened at the sight, silently marveling at Yang Kai's good fortune—even in such a disadvantageous position, he still had the aid of such a beauty.
"What kind of person?" Yang Kai asked with a frown.
Qiu Yimeng shook her head slowly. "I don't know. A young man. From the look of it, he seems to want to join you, but his attitude is a bit odd. Do you want to go take a look?"
"You couldn't tell his background?" Yang Kai was mildly surprised.
"He won't say. How am I supposed to tell?" Qiu Yimeng rolled her eyes at him.
"He's not fat, is he?" Yang Kai suddenly thought of Dong Qinghan. But he had clearly sent word to Dong Qinghan just two days ago, telling him not to show his face today. With his personality, he would never be so rash.
"Not particularly fat. You should still go see for yourself."
Yang Kai nodded. Qu Gaoyi and Ying Jiu moved to follow, but Yang Kai stopped them.
"Heal up. You don't need to come with me."
"But..." Qu Gaoyi couldn't help feeling uneasy.
"With their level of strength, they can't do anything to me." Yang Kai said as he strode outward. Behind him, the expressions of Qu Gaoyi and Ying Jiu shifted subtly.
Yang Kai's words sounded ordinary on the surface, but examined more closely, they contained something rather extraordinary.
This young master seemed to know exactly what level of strength the people outside possessed!
How could he know? He was only at the eighth layer of the Zhenyuan Realm. He hadn't yet reached the Shenyou Realm and hadn't cultivated Divine Sense.
With his own perception alone, it was simply impossible for him to detect anything in such detail.
Moreover, even if he did know the strength of the people outside, why would he still say they couldn't do anything to him? That inexplicable confidence was what truly astonished Qu Gaoyi and Ying Jiu.
After all, there were several Shenyou Realm experts out there.
They exchanged a glance and both saw the shock reflected in each other's eyes.
Walking out alongside Qiu Yimeng, the young mistress wore a smile at the corner of her lips. She cast a sidelong glance at Yang Kai and said: "It seems like you're not the least bit worried."
"Worried about what?" Yang Kai turned his head to look at her.
"Still playing dumb with me!" Qiu Yimeng bit her teeth lightly. She seized Yang Kai's sleeve, halted her steps, and huffed: "By now, you ought to tell me the truth, shouldn't you?"
"Tell me what truth? I don't know what you're talking about." Yang Kai frowned.
"How many connections do you actually have? What forces can you rally? And how exactly do you plan to get through tonight's crisis?" Qiu Yimeng asked plainly, because she knew that if she didn't press him directly, Yang Kai would only hedge and deflect. Her tone softened considerably. "Right now, I'm essentially your ally. I may not represent the Qiu family, and the help I bring may not be much, but I've already gone this far. Why do you keep hiding things from me? Am I not worthy of your genuine friendship?"
"Genuine friendship?" A strange smile spread across Yang Kai's face as his expression turned peculiar. He looked Qiu Yimeng up and down, and a predatory glint gradually surfaced in his eyes. "And just how would you like to have this 'genuine friendship' with me?"
Seeing the aggressive gleam in his gaze and hearing the implied meaning behind his words, Qiu Yimeng's cheeks flushed red. She quickly regained her composure: "Wouldn't it be nice to have someone who truly understands you? If something is troubling you, you can tell me. I can talk with you, share your heart."