The candlelight in the secret chamber flickered in the draft. Ye Fan's boot crushed the silver bell dropped by Su Qingxue, producing a faint crunch. A personal guard knelt on the ground, gasping for breath, beads of blood from his temple dripping down his chin onto the blue stone slab, sounding like hammer blows against everyone's taut nerves.
"Xuanyin Pavilion..." Ye Fan muttered the three words, memories of his past life suddenly surging forward—that night when he was cornered and ambushed, it was the First Elder of Xuanyin Pavilion who led the attackers. And the medicine boy he had protected back then was now tightly grasping Chǔ Hóngzhuāng's wrist, the Gold-Spotted Gu between their palms intertwining into a fine golden thread.
Su Qingxue bent down to pick up the silver bell, her fingertips lightly brushing across the rim, staining them with a trace of colorless powder. As she raised her gaze, the corners of her eyes lifted slightly, her seductive charm laced with cold intent: "Ten years ago, my mother had her heart cut out by Xuanyin Pavilion to extract her Gu. Today, it is time to collect the debt with interest."
Chapter 193