A sinister laugh echoed from the other side of the courtyard. Emily's heart sank as she turned towards the broken wall.
From the collapsed wall, a man in a green robe emerged. He moved with arrogance, the air around him thick with his cruel aura. His narrow eyes gleamed with malicious intent, and his lips curled into a smirk.
"Ouyang Qing…" Emily whispered, her body tensing up immediately.
Rain's eyes narrowed as he faced the newcomer.
The mere sight of him sent a shiver down the young man's spine. Ouyang was one of Chen Deshui's most trusted henchmen, and a high-level spiritual disciple. His cultivation far surpassed Xun Bufan's, and he was feared for his skills.
"Who are you?" he asked, though he already had a sinking feeling about the answer.
Ouyang Qing stepped forward, his cold gaze fixed on Rain.
"So you're the one who killed them," he said, his voice dripping with malice. "Interesting. Very, very interesting."
