Chapter 107: Counterattack (Please Support with Votes)

Generally speaking, new servants are unfamiliar with many tasks and require guidance from experienced hands for a period of time. Especially in a grand establishment like the Spring Breeze Pavilion, the standards for servants are exceptionally strict. It would be unthinkable to allow a newcomer to serve distinguished guests of high status alone, let alone have three novices attend to them together. Moreover, delivering a few pots of wine hardly necessitates the presence of three people. Clearly, something was amiss with these three.

The trio strode up to the dining table, trays in hand. After placing the trays down, they exchanged a glance, eyes brimming with murderous intent. At that moment, Qin Feiyang’s finger twitched slightly, causing a wine pot to topple and roll onto the carpeted floor. Fortunately, the pot didn’t shatter.

Seeing this, the three moved to help pick it up. Qin Feiyang smiled faintly. “It’s alright, I can handle it myself.” Bending down, he lifted the tablecloth, coming face to face with Luo Xiong, and whispered, “No matter what happens, do not come out.” His voice was barely audible, heard only by Luo Xiong.

After speaking, Qin Feiyang grabbed the wine pot, let the tablecloth fall, and sat up. Suddenly, two of the three leapt up violently.

“What are you doing?” Qin Feiyang and his companion asked, faces filled with shock and anger. The two attackers remained silent, but cruel smiles crept across their faces. Their arms shot forward, qi swirling in their palms, and they struck at Qin Feiyang and his companion with palm strikes.

“Damn it!” Qin Feiyang and his partner shouted, hastily rising to flee. As they stood, the two assailants’ palms landed squarely on their chests.

“Ah!!” A wail of agony echoed as they were hurled backward, crashing forcefully against the wall behind them.

Boom!

The wall crumbled, leaving a massive hole as if two meteorites had smashed through, tumbling into the alley below.

Disturbed by the noise, the Martial Hall’s leader rushed toward the door, but Luo Xiong grabbed him, shaking his head and signaling others to stay inside.

The three “servants” approached the hole and peered down. There, Qin Feiyang and his companion lay with eyes tightly shut, blood spurting from their chests—now nothing but two bloody corpses. The surrounding puddles were stained crimson.

At that moment, hurried footsteps echoed—clearly the noise had alarmed others in the Spring Breeze Pavilion. The three exchanged glances, then leapt into the hole, disappearing swiftly into the rainy night.

Suddenly, urgent knocking sounded at a door.

“Young Master Jiang, what’s going on?”

“You there, Young Master Jiang?”

“If you don’t answer soon, we’ll break down the door.”

With a crash, the door was forced open, and six servants stormed inside.

“What happened here?” they asked, aghast at the bloodstained floor and the gaping hole in the wall.

Suddenly, two coughs came from the alley. The six rushed over and looked down, trembling.

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