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The players of "Autumn Fox" immediately drew their swords and rushed forward.

Ye Xiao simply swayed his body to dodge several slashing blades, and kicked several charging players into the ground with one foot each.

The commotion at the front gate immediately spread throughout the entire guild headquarters. Although "Autumn Fox" was not a large guild, it was still a medium-sized guild with nearly a hundred members.

Soon, before Ye Xiao even reached the door, players dressed in various styles filed out of the mansion's front gate and surrounded him.

Guilds of this size already have a distinction between core members and peripheral members. Those who are qualified to live in the mansion are mostly core members of the guild.

Therefore, at a glance, Ye Xiao could tell that the equipment of these players was quite good.

"May I ask what brings you to my guild's headquarters, sir?" A man dressed in light armor and a red cloak, in knightly attire, walked out of the door surrounded by several subordinates.

"Are you Yu Tong?" Ye Xiao asked.

"The guild master has some business to attend to. I am Weng Xiao, the vice guild master of the 'Autumn Fox' guild."

“Alright then,” Ye Xiao nodded, standing in the circle of dozens of people, his tone as calm as if he were chatting with them casually, “Do you know Wei Ming from the Grizzly Bear Guild?”

The Wei Ming that Ye Xiao mentioned was a name that Li Cheng had given him, related to the assassination plan of the First Princess.

The guild "Autumn Fox" is actually a subordinate guild that is affiliated with the Grizzly Guild, somewhat like a subsidiary company and its parent company.

Their guild leader, Yu Tong, was drinking and bragging with representatives from several of his smaller guilds at a tavern a few days ago, embracing pretty girls. He inadvertently revealed some inappropriate details about their cooperation with the Grizzly Guild.

A strange light flashed in Weng Xiao's eyes. They were considered an affiliated guild of the Grizzly Bear Guild, which was not exactly a secret.

But the name Wei Ming carries a lot more information.

"May I ask your name, sir?"

"Seven Stars Society, Ye Xiao," Ye Xiao announced his name.

His visit also served to deter some troublemakers from the Seven Stars Society, so he naturally didn't try to hide his identity.

"If Mr. Ye wants to know, you are welcome to come in and sit down. We can chat inside..." Weng Xiao said warmly.

He thought that since the other party was alone and saw so many people on his side, he would surely back down. But Ye Xiao acted as if he were returning home, walking up to him without hesitation, putting his arm around his shoulder, and entering the mansion.

"Not bad... I like people like you who know how to entertain guests."

Chapter 107 One Slash, a Thousand Strikes

The guild hall on the first floor of the mansion.

Now that these player guilds have connected with the empire's high-ranking officials, they've all become quite wealthy.

Not only did they have their own residence and mansion, but the interior decorations were also quite nice.

Whether it's bought or rented, it can at least be considered a decent storefront.

Ye Xiao was sitting lazily on the sofa in the center of the hall, surrounded by a group of Qiudao Yehou players glaring at him, but he still crossed his legs and drank his tea without changing his expression.

In the stairwell by the second-floor corridor, Vice President Weng Xiao and another tall, thin man, previously known as "Wen Dao," were talking in hushed tones.

"Brother Wendao, isn't the Seven Luminaries Guild the one that's very close to the First Princess? They've come knocking on our door so directly, they must already know something, right?"

“It’s all because of your idiot president that he’s causing all this trouble,” Wen Dao said, wearing a long fur and leather trench coat and smoking a hookah. “But I don’t think this guy is very bright either. He came all alone. Go down and test him. If he really didn’t bring any other ambushes or backup plans, just kill him.”

"But the Septian Guild is said to be the guild that successfully assassinated Count Malz in Stormport. If we offend them..."

Because of this concern, Weng Xiao did not take action immediately after hearing Ye Xiao introduce himself, despite having more people.

If a guild can break through layers of defenses like a fortress to assassinate its high-ranking officials, and he, a mere vice-guild leader, offends someone, he might not be afraid to fight the guild head-on, but if the other party tries to assassinate him, who can he complain to after his head is gone?

“Just take those rumors with a grain of salt. They only have the Holy Maiden of Light protecting them in Stormport, so they can afford to be alarmed,” Wen Dao chuckled dismissively. “Now everyone knows that the Holy Maiden is Prince Raymond’s advisor, so she’s probably broken ties with the Seven Luminaries Society.”

"Without the Holy Maiden, they're nothing. They send this sickly, half-asleep swordsman to try and intimidate us. Do you really think he can fool us?"

Weng Xiao stroked his chin. Indeed, what Wen Dao said made sense. Putting aside everything else, none of the members of the Seven Luminaries Society had any ranking in the arena, so their strength might not be as mysterious as rumored.

"I understand, Brother Wendao, I'll go and take care of this guy right away."

……

In the hall, Ye Xiao, who had started yawning, finally waited for Weng Xiao to return after finishing his business.

"Mr. Ye, you've been waiting for a long time."

"It has indeed taken quite a long time." Ye Xiao nodded.

"You came alone?"

"Well, what if?"

"Ha, you've got some nerve! Brothers, take this guy down!"

Ye Xiao raised an eyebrow slightly, looking at the group of players around him who had drawn their swords and spears, and couldn't help but wonder why this guy's attitude had suddenly changed 180 degrees after wandering around.

"It seems someone else has said something to you." But he quickly realized the reason and glanced at the stairwell in the second-floor corridor. "Mr. Weng, taking the fall for someone else and not having your own opinions can have serious consequences."

"Enough talk, everyone, charge! Kill him!"

The group of warrior players immediately swarmed forward.

Ye Xiao sighed. If he knew he would still have to fight anyway, he might as well have just fought his way in through the door.

He kicked over the coffee table in front of him, and several arrows flying from the front were blocked by the overturned table.

Ye Xiao leaned back and flipped over the sofa to dodge the sword blade, then flicked a throwing knife from his sleeve, which arced precisely to the iron cable connecting the large chandelier to the ceiling.

The lights fell like shooting stars, exploding into dazzling fireworks.

In the blinding firelight, the rangers and gunners on the outer circle could only see a few figures flashing and crisscrossing in the smoke and fire. The arrows and missiles they fired blindly only elicited cries of agony from their own guild members.

"Stop shooting indiscriminately!" Weng Xiao, who was guarding the edge of the hall, roared. "Most of the people inside are our own. We'll just have the melee fighters hack him to pieces and that'll be it..."

Before he could finish speaking, several people engulfed in flames flew out of the smoke like balls, crashing onto the wall next to them with a series of crackling sounds.

Those were several warriors from their own guild, now all bruised and battered.

"Holy crap!" Weng Xiao saw Ye Xiao, sporting dark circles under his eyes, slowly emerge from the flames and hurriedly waved to the gunmen and rangers beside him, "What the hell are you all standing there for? Shoot him! Shoot him now!!!"

"But our brothers are still inside the fire..."

"Damn it, I told you to shoot, so shoot!!!"

"Bang bang bang!" A series of flashes of light shot out from the muzzles of muskets, and countless bullets, accompanied by whistling arrows, surged toward Ye Xiao.

But the next moment, all of these projectiles passed through Ye Xiao's body and hit the fire, causing another round of wails from his own guild's warriors.

"What... afterimage??" Weng Xiao was dumbfounded. Before he could react, the clone left behind by Ye Xiao not far away suddenly turned into several blade beams and slashed at the musketeers and rangers from all directions.

What appeared to be a single figure was actually several sword energy clones created by Ye Xiao using the "Traces" skill of his longsword, Chasing Shadow.

The chaotic, flying flashes of cold light spread like a storm, slashing and knocking over the ranged players guarding the perimeter.

Weng Xiao was also hit twice and fell to the ground, his light steel armor shattered into pieces.

He was still panting heavily and hadn't caught his breath when he caught a glimpse of a figure in a black trench coat standing beside him.

"When...!?" Weng Xiao looked at Ye Xiao, who appeared beside him, with a face full of horror. He staggered to his feet and drew the knight's sword from his waist.

Ye Xiao's knife was still at his waist as if it had never been drawn, but if you looked closely, you would see that he was using one thumb to press against the blade, leaving a small part of the blade exposed, not fully sheathed.

Some players who had been knocked down by the blades were still staggering as they got up and picked up their weapons.

Ye Xiao deliberately restrained the power of his blade's aura. On one hand, he wasn't there to carry out a massacre, and on the other hand, there was no need for him to reveal too much strength to these small fry.

But Weng Xiao clearly didn't respect Ye Xiao's good intentions. Realizing that his companions were only injured, he raised his knight's sword and pointed it at Ye Xiao, shouting, "He's used up all his skills, kill him!!!"

In Weng Xiao's understanding, the opponent wouldn't have the stamina to use such a wide-range damage skill again.

In the hall, the wounded guild players roared and charged towards Ye Xiao's location from all directions, like a pack of wolves rushing towards prey cornered against a wall.

However, Ye Xiao merely glanced at the surging crowd around him, released his thumb from the hilt of the knife, and let the exposed section of the blade slide back into the sheath.

Falling light.

The cold light spread like a heavy snowfall, and like an ice storm, it swept across the entire area with Ye Xiao at its center.

The sudden flash of the blade, like the brushstrokes of a drunken poet, dipped in splattered blood, spread crimson cursive script across the floor tiles.

The hall fell silent instantly.

Only the faint hissing sound of flickering firelight remained.

Chapter 108 A Mantis Trying to Stop a Chariot

"Vice President...you're not quite dead, are you?"

This was Ye Xiao's first time using the Shadow Chaser technique in actual combat, and he wasn't sure if he had controlled the power of his blade aura properly.

However, seeing that the man he had lifted was still trembling and showing a terrified look in his eyes, Ye Xiao estimated that his damage calculation should be correct.

"Brother Wendao! Help me, Brother Wendao!!" Weng Xiao couldn't help but shout when he saw Ye Xiao's dead fish eyes with dark circles.

"...Wen Dao?" Ye Xiao raised an eyebrow, then immediately threw the Weng Xiao in his hand onto the floor.

He tilted his head back slightly, and the next moment, a sharp blade flashed past the tip of his nose.

The air currents swirling around the blade gently lifted the ends of Ye Xiao's hair.

A tall, thin man appeared beside Ye Xiao, holding a short curved knife, his expression somewhat surprised.

This person was none other than Wen Dao, who had just been talking to Weng Xiao at the stairwell.

His original intention was to kill Ye Xiao and Weng Xiao, whom Ye Xiao had just captured, with this strike, but Ye Xiao's reaction was faster than he expected.

However, as a "red-name player" in the Grizzly Bear Guild who specializes in handling such dirty work, he did not hesitate at all after his first attack failed and immediately turned his blade to slash Ye Xiao a second time.

Once you make a move, you can't give your opponent any chance to breathe.

However, Ye Xiao didn't even bother to look at the direction of the blade. His left hand moved faster than the blade, grabbing the other's wrist just before the tip of the blade pierced his temple.

Then Ye Xiao suddenly pulled that arm, and using the momentum, his right fist struck the opponent's face solidly like a cannonball.

Wen Dao's body flew backward and collided with Weng Xiao, who was staggering and trying to get up.

The dagger fell to the floor with a crisp sound.

“Wen Dao, the executioner of the Grizzly Bear Guild,” Ye Xiao murmured the other’s name, “I thought you were in cooperation with Akishima Wild Fox… how come there’s a ‘red name’ visiting us.”

The "red-named players" who are wanted by the player alliance are essentially those without any backing, while these players are those with a large guild as their backing. But in essence, there is no difference. Their main task is to deal with other players rather than to do proper system quests and adventures. Therefore, the player community usually refers to them as red-named players.

"I miscalculated. I didn't expect your little lousy guild to have someone like you." Wen Dao grabbed his wrist, which Ye Xiao had dislocated, and forcefully straightened it.

The cracking of his bones and the cold sweat on his forehead showed that it was no ordinary pain.

But this guy gritted his teeth and didn't utter a sound, which makes him quite a tough character.

"I'm just curious, what are you guilds up to with Her Highness the First Princess... Give me an explanation, and I'll let you go," Ye Xiao said weakly.

Ye Xiao looked sickly and didn't seem very intimidating, but at this moment, Wen Dao, whose throat was slightly moving, could feel the faint sense of pressure emanating from him.

But Wen Dao observed Ye Xiao. He was a veteran player who had experienced many player battles, so he wouldn't lose his composure just because he encountered a stronger opponent.

He bent halfway down, and an invisible current gradually swirled around his marching boots.

The opponent's fighting strength should mainly be reflected in that sword, which is currently sheathed.

If we can kill the opponent with a single blow before he can draw his sword, preventing him from unleashing the terrifying slash that shattered the entire hall like before, there is still a chance.

No matter how powerful a skill is, it's meaningless if you can't use it!

Upon realizing this, Wen Dao suddenly leaped out of his body.

His Windwalk, which he had been secretly gathering power for, made him appear in front of Ye Xiao almost instantly.

A sharp blade suddenly emerged from his sleeve, pointing directly at Ye Xiao's eyes.

Then there is no more then.

The sharp blade stopped a mere centimeter in front of Ye Xiao's eyes, unable to advance any further.

Wen Dao's eyes widened in disbelief, because the wrist of the hand with the hidden blade was once again firmly gripped by the other party.

How is this possible...? What kind of speed and force is that?!

He strained so hard his face turned bright red, but his hand was held so tightly it seemed frozen in place.

Ye Xiao casually kicked the other person to the ground.

Clutching his stomach and crawling awkwardly on the ground, Wen Dao finally realized that the gap between them was far greater than he had imagined.