The appearance of this heavenly sound, as if possessing a magical charm, melted away the scene previously shrouded in icy killing intent, much like ice and snow under the sun.
Everyone, as a result, regained the freedom to breathe.
Their gazes, filled with surprise, converged on the emerald light that had suddenly descended onto the performance stage. The voice from before had also emanated from within it.
Compared to everyone else’s shock, Ye Ming’s expression was much more placid. He did not seem as surprised by the appearance of the person concealed by the emerald light.
Under everyone’s watchful eyes, the green radiance slowly dissipated, and a vision of an ice-skinned, clear-complexioned, and melodiously charming figure emerged.
Clad in a verdant green dress, her slender figure complemented by a green sash, the person who appeared was sculpted with delicate and distinct lines. Though the fullness of her upper body was subtly hidden, it possessed a remarkable texture.
This woman's height was not particularly outstanding, nearing the critical point of 1.7 meters. However, her long legs, which lightly touched the ground, accounted for a full half of that. At a glance, this added a touch of unusual allure to a woman who would otherwise exude pure innocence.
Yet, this woman’s beauty was not limited to this.
Her countenance did not strike one with immediate brilliance. Aside from her signature willow-leaf eyebrows, which lent her a trace of exceptional beauty, the other defining feature was a beauty mark below her eye, making her even more memorable.
The reason for stating that this woman's beauty was not limited to this was not her facial features, but rather the subtle curve of her smile.
This smile seemed to possess both approachability and friendliness, yet also held a hint of danger.
Mysterious, yet highly captivating.
People’s eyes easily became lost in this smile.
“Young Master Ye! Qingzhu pays her respects!”
This woman, calling herself Qingzhu, seemingly ignored the gazes focused on her. She gently turned and, with a smile, looked towards Ye Ming, offering a graceful curtsy.
This etiquette held a certain flavor of the ancient Hua Kingdom.
“I thought you would hide until the very end?”
Seeing the woman before him, Ye Ming’s face regained its usual expressionless demeanor. However, his heart stirred.
“Origin Realm!”
This was the cultivation level Ye Ming sensed from her.
Furthermore, Ye Ming could feel that this woman did not hail from that secluded realm. Like everyone else present, she lived in the current world.
If that were the case, her cultivation was worth deep consideration.
“Where did you hear such words, Young Master Ye! When one’s subordinates make a mistake, as the boss here, it is only natural for me to step forward and handle it!”
As she spoke these words, Qingzhu glanced at Leite, who was not far away, her thoughts a mystery.
However, her simple statement caused the eyes of most of those present to widen in disbelief, almost unable to trust their ears.
The boss here?
Wasn’t it Leite?
Why would this woman say such a thing?
“Could it be…”
At this thought, it was as if a thunderclap struck everyone’s minds, and they looked at the woman in the green dress with terror.
“Greetings,楼主!”
Leite’s salutation confirmed the suspicion in everyone’s heart.
Yes!
This woman, who appeared so young and graceful, was indeed the mysterious楼主 of the Black Tower – Ye Qingzhu.
Coincidentally, she also bore the surname Ye.
“G-greetings,楼主!”
Seeing Leite bow, the others dared not hesitate and also offered their respects.
At this moment, after the woman’s identity was revealed, Yue Ling, who had been filled with despair and a sense of hopelessness, seemed to grasp a lifeline. He scrambled and crawled to Ye Qingzhu’s feet, kneeling and begging,
“楼主! Save me! Save me!”
After speaking, he looked towards his master and continued to shout, “Master! The楼主 is here now! You don't need to be afraid of that damned brat anymore. Kill him, kill…”
*Boom!*
But before Yue Ling’s roar could finish, a flash of emerald light appeared in the air. Yue Ling’s body turned into a straight line and, in an instant, was embedded into the wall dozens of meters away.
Only his head was caved in, while his limbs remained outside.
From the tiny cracks in the wall, red liquid could be seen dripping outwards.
During the process, Yue Ling did not even have time to cry out.
At this moment, it was uncertain if he was still breathing.
“Is ‘brat’ something you can call me?”
Ye Qingzhu slowly retracted her jade-like hand. In that brief moment, everyone could distinctly feel an incredibly terrifying killing intent.
Compared to what Ye Ming had displayed earlier, this was even more pure.
Judging by the force of Ye Qingzhu’s strike, this point was clearly evident.
“L-楼主!”
Seeing this, Leite’s heart leaped into his throat. He bent his body, neither daring to look up nor to speak carelessly.
If he remembered correctly, this was the first time he had seen his楼主 with such an expression.
“He seems to be your disciple, doesn’t he?”
Ye Qingzhu looked at Leite calmly. Although there was no energy fluctuation emanating from her at this moment, every word she spoke felt as heavy as a thousand pounds, pressing down on Leite, making him unable to breathe.
“Yes… yes, he is this subordinate’s disciple!”
Leite bent his body even lower, nearing a ninety-degree angle. Even so, it did not bring him any sense of security.
“Leite! When did such trash become someone you would pay attention to?” Ye Qingzhu’s words were filled with disappointment.
“L-楼主! This subordinate… I…”
At this point, Leite could no longer remain standing and directly knelt down, his voice trembling,
“This subordinate had no eyes to see, I beg the楼主 for forgiveness!”
Leite truly regretted his actions to the core. He had never imagined that a disciple he had taken on would not only anger Ye Ming before but also displease their楼主 to such an extent now.
If he had known this earlier, he might as well have killed him with a single palm strike.
“Since you admit your guilt, I will now give you an opportunity to atone!”
At this moment, Ye Qingzhu raised her hand once more. Her jade-like fingers, as white as green onions, first pointed at Yue Ling, who she had embedded in the wall, and then at Wang Xu, who had acted with Yue Ling before. Her voice turned cold again, with a commanding tone, saying,
“Kill them!”