"Then I shall see you next time."
Rising from his seat, Feng Zhinhu took a martial stance before turning to leave the inn.
Sosalgui watched Feng Zhinhu's retreating figure and thought, 'That bat-like fellow...'.
Sosalgui did not trust Feng Zhinhu, who shifted allegiances according to his own interests.
They were merely cooperating out of necessity.
Once Feng Zhinhu's presence completely vanished, Sosalgui muttered, "Anyway, he is a necessary piece for taking control of the Qinglong Academy..."
The Blood Sect had been paying considerable attention to the five major academies of the martial world.
Among them, the chosen figure from Qinglong Academy was Feng Zhinhu.
He was not from the Nine Great Clans or the Five Great Families, yet held a reasonably high position, and above all, his nature was greedy.
"He can be disposed of at any time without any burden."
Sosalgui smirked and turned to look at Yang Jin, who was still lying flat on the floor.
"Yang Jin."
At Sosalgui's call, Yang Jin slightly raised his head, but upon meeting Sosalgui's gaze, he quickly pressed his forehead back to the ground.
"Y-Yes, my lord."