Douluo: The Second Lady of the Worship Hall, decisive in killing

Listening to Salas's screams, Ye Xi silently calculated the time in his heart. It was not until fifteen minutes that Ye Xi called out to Ling Yuan who was about to attack again.

"Ling Yuan, you can stop now."

Hearing this, Ling Yuan immediately stopped what he was doing, walked back behind Ye Xi, and stood quietly.

Ye Xi glanced around the room and found that all the tables and chairs in the room were broken, and documents were scattered on the floor. It was a mess.

Sarath was lying on the ground, his face covered with bruises.

Just as Ye Xi looked at Sarath, Sarath stood up from the ground and still stood respectfully in front of Ye Xi.

"Second miss."

Sarath's voice was a little unclear, perhaps because he had just been beaten.

"Saras, are you angry?"

Looking at Sarath's appearance, Ye Xi asked softly.

"Subordinate, I don't dare!"

Sarath answered simply.

"It's just that you don't dare, not that you don't have it?"

Ye Xi chuckled, with a hint of disapproval in his voice.

Listening to Ye Xi's words, Salas raised his head, glanced at Ye Xi in front of him, and then lowered his head again.

What Ye Xi said was right. Salas naturally felt some resentment in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it out loud. At least not now, in front of Ye Xi, Salas didn't dare to say it out loud.

"The first reason for this beating is: you rebelled against your superiors."

"The second is: so that you can give an explanation to the Pope."

"The third one is to ask you to act out a play with me."

While Ye Xi was speaking, he waved at Sarath, motioning Sarath to come over.

Looking at Ye Xi's movements, Salas took a few steps towards Ye Xi and stopped not far from Ye Xi.

Ye Xi's figure leaned forward, narrating something slowly and calmly.

Listening to Ye Xi's story, Sarath nodded from time to time.

After telling the story, Ye Xi stood up from his seat and said, "Saras, do you know what to do?"

Ye Xi looked at Sarath in front of him with his blue eyes, waiting for Sarath's questions.

"Second Miss, please rest assured."

"I know what to do."

Sarath answered seriously.

"Then let's start from now on."

"Remember, make a lot of noise."

Ye Xi said this and snapped his fingers.

Ling Yuan took a few steps forward, reached out and grabbed Ye Xi's arm, moved her figure, and rushed out of the room with Ye Xi.

In just a few blinks of an eye, Ling Yuan brought Ye Xi to the door of the room. Ling Yuan raised her leg and kicked the door in front of her.

Bang.

The door fell backwards and hit the ground heavily. The loud noise startled other people in the Spirit Temple.

The moment the door fell, Ling Yuan took Ye Xi out of Sarath's room and left the Wuhun Temple at an extremely fast speed.

Sarath in the room looked at the fallen door, took a deep breath, and let out a roar.

"Somebody come!"

Sarath's voice was loud, echoing throughout the Spirit Temple.

The bishops in the Spirit Temple came to the door of Sarath's room one after another.

"Master Bishop Platinum, what happened?"

One of the bishops stepped forward and asked quietly.

"Can't you see what's happening?"

"The Pavilion Master of the Frost and Snow Pavilion brought people to the Spirit Temple and had me beaten up in the name of negotiation."

Sarath glanced at the bishop in front of him, his eyes full of gloom.

Upon hearing this, the bishops looked at each other in confusion, not knowing what was going on.

"Yanxing, send someone to clean up the room." "Others, follow me."

After giving a brief instruction, Sarath waved his hand and walked out of the Spirit Temple with the others.

Yan Xing sent someone to clean up Sarath's room.

……

And on the other side.

In the back hall of Frost and Snow Pavilion.

Ye Xi and Ling Yuan were walking on a small path paved with bluestone.

"Ling Yuan, it's getting late. You should go back and rest first."

Ye Xi took off the mask on his face and walked towards his room.

"Yes, ma'am."

After Ling Yuan agreed, she turned around and walked straight back to her room.

After Ling Yuan entered the room, Ye Xi also walked to his own door, stretched out his hand, and pushed open the door in front of him.

As soon as the door was opened, the voice of the maid Zhong Meng rang out in the room.

"Miss, you are back."

"The bath water is ready."

Zhong Meng quickly came to Ye Xi's side.

"Well, I see."

Ye Xi nodded slightly, walked towards the bathtub in the room, took off his clothes and handed them to Zhong Meng.

Entering the bathtub and feeling the moderate water temperature, Ye Xi closed his eyes comfortably, while Zhong Meng stood quietly beside him, serving Ye Xi in bathing.

Half an hour later.

Ye Xi walked out of the bathtub, Zhong Meng took out a new set of clothes from the closet and helped Ye Xi change.

After changing clothes, Ye Xi stretched his waist and lay directly on the bed.

"Zhong Meng, if anything happens in Frost and Snow Pavilion tomorrow, wake me up immediately."

Ye Xi looked at Zhong Meng with his deep blue eyes, his expression very serious.

"Yes, ma'am."

Zhong Meng looked at Ye Xi's serious expression and nodded solemnly.

After listening to Zhong Meng's answer, Ye Xi waved at Zhong Meng, indicating that Zhong Meng could leave.

After receiving Ye Xi's signal, Zhong Meng left the room without any hesitation.

"Tomorrow is destined to be restless."

Ye Xi murmured to himself, then closed his eyes and soon fell asleep.

……

The next day, early morning.

As soon as the sky was getting light, Ye Qingxue quickly walked into the hall of Frost and Snow Pavilion and sat down on the left side of the hall.

"Master, this is what happened last night."

A deacon came to Ye Qingxue and handed the information in his hand to Ye Qingxue.

Ye Qingxue took the information handed over by the deacon and looked at it carefully.

"Were some of the supplies in our Frost and Snow Pavilion burned down by Sarath and his men from the Spirit Temple?"

"What are our losses?"

"Why would Sarath of the Spirit Temple bring supplies to burn our Frost and Snow Pavilion for no reason?"

Ye Qingxue frowned slightly, her expression was very ugly, and she stared quietly at the deacon in front of her.

"Master, although the supplies of our Frost and Snow Pavilion were burned, the value of the supplies there was not great. A rough estimate is that the loss of our Frost and Snow Pavilion is about 300,000 gold soul coins."

"According to the people of the Spirit Temple, it was because the Pavilion Master led people to beat up the Bishop of the Spirit Temple that they..."

The deacon was interrupted by Ye Qingxue before he could finish his words.

(End of this chapter)