Chapter 73 Someone Paid to Have Me Killed?

"There's nothing interesting about treasure appraisal," The man with the white mask looked at the man with the black mask on the second floor, whom they called "the second one", with a triumphant smile on his face. He rested his chin in his hand and said indifferently, "I have something to tell you that you'll definitely be interested in."

"I'm not interested in anything except money," Qi Sian said leisurely. Below, a row of male slaves were brought into the hall. The executioner raised a long machete and was about to cut off the head of the first person. Pan Yueqing felt a little suffocated as she watched the blade fall and blood splatter. She couldn't help but close her eyes.

But then she heard the voice of the man with the white mask ringing in her ears, with a hint of sarcasm and mockery, "Does Third Master Hu have a servant who can't stand the sight of blood by his side? This servant of yours isn't very good, Third Brother..." As he spoke, he reached out to grab Pan Yueqing's arm hidden under her long gown. But before he could pull her over, Qi Sian reached out and slapped the man's arm with a loud "slap". "Big Brother, I don't have a servant who can't stand the sight of blood. This isn't my servant," he said, and then gave a look that seemed to say, "You understand."

"A man of true temperament! A man of true temperament!" The man with the white mask was stunned for a moment, then fully understood. He laughed heartily, released his hand, and patted Qi Sian on the back a few times. "Third Brother, the thing I want to talk about is related to money. Someone wants to buy the life of the King of Dongzhu. The letter was sent to me. But I think a thousand taels of gold is a bit too little." "A thousand taels is indeed too little for the life of a vassal king with a different surname. However..." Qi Sian rested his chin in his hand and thought for a moment. "The King of Dongzhu has no heirs, and this position can't be passed on anyway. Moreover, the importance of Dongzhou to the Northern Qi is not as great as it used to be. A thousand taels is quite reasonable."

"I still think it's a loss," The man with the white mask put his arm around Qi Sian's neck and clicked his tongue twice. "It would be more profitable to kill the second young lady of Prime Minister Pan's residence for five hundred taels of silver."

Pan Yueqing's eyes trembled slightly. She was in disbelief. Someone actually wanted to kill her?! And it was only five hundred taels of silver?!

"You don't know then. The second young lady of Prime Minister Pan's residence is a legitimate daughter. Her maternal family is the Marquis Dingyuan's residence, and her mother is Su Lan, who was so beautiful that she could topple cities with one glance. Five hundred taels of silver... It's too little! It's too little!" Qi Sian still analyzed it seriously. His eyes involuntarily glanced at Pan Yueqing standing beside him, and he couldn't hold back his smile. He even teased, "Moreover, that second young lady is extremely beautiful. It would be a pity to kill her. If Big Brother catches her, why not have some fun first?"

"You're right," The man with the white mask nodded thoughtfully. Then Qi Sian let out a "hiss" as if he had remembered something and said, "Who wants to kill her? Big Brother, you'd better not take this business. It's said that the second young lady has been getting very close to the Princess of Anbei recently. The King of Anbei has had a grudge against your Plum Blossom House for many years." "Bah, it's just jealousy among noble ladies!" The man with the white mask stroked his beard. "Someone once offered me five thousand taels to kill Su Lan."

As soon as Pan Yueqing heard something about her mother, she couldn't hold back anymore. She was about to step forward and speak when Qi Sian subtly put his arm around her. Qi Sian laughed heartily and reached out to tilt Pan Yueqing's chin. He said casually, "Five thousand taels. You should have taken the job, right?"

"No," The man with the white mask sighed regretfully. "Later, I was chased by the King of Anbei all the way to the northern border. By the time I came back, Su Lan was already dead."

Pan Yueqing's trembling body gradually calmed down. She really wanted to ask the man with the white mask in front of her, but Qi Sian's hand was on her waist, and he pinched her as if to warn her. She turned her head away and hid her red eyes behind her hair. Qi Sian smiled knowingly. "What a pity. That was a big client. The person who was willing to offer five thousand taels definitely wouldn't mind offering another five thousand taels. Next time, you should remember to bargain."

The man with the white mask chuckled twice and turned his gaze to the hall below. The blood had already been cleaned up. He clicked his tongue twice and asked Qi Sian, "The female slave just now had a pretty good appearance, right?"

"Big Brother, I want that female slave," Qi Sian said helplessly. The words that came out of his mouth were like those of a devil from hell. "Actually, you were being redundant. That female slave has a strong waist and a steady stance. It shouldn't be difficult for her to kill a lion that was already exhausted. Such a female slave can just help me find treasures. Moreover, you just forced the second brother to kill all his male slaves tonight. He won't give her to you."

"Third, come down."

A call came from the second floor. It sounded like the voice of a rough man. Qi Sian laughed heartily, slapped the railing, and climbed over the railing of the third floor directly to the second floor. He bowed in the direction of the man with the black mask, smiled, and took the female slave tied with a straw rope. Then he turned sideways and beckoned to Pan Yueqing.

"I've told you many times not to hang out with the man surnamed Bai," The man with the black mask put his arm around Qi Sian's neck and kept talking. "He always makes me lose money!"

"Second, I can hear you speaking ill of me!" The man with the white mask turned his head and took a deep look at Pan Yueqing, who was standing still. Then he flipped from the third floor to the second floor. Pan Yueqing slowly appeared from the direction of the stairs. She stood about ten steps away from Qi Sian, with a complicated look in her eyes. She really wanted to know who wanted to kill her, and she also wanted to know what relationship Qi Sian had with this bloodthirsty Long Night Underground Palace.

She even more wanted to know what was going on in Qi Sian's mind when he let her know this secret.

"Big Brother, Second Brother, look..." Qi Sian seemed to notice Pan Yueqing's gaze. His face turned red for a moment, and he gave a dry laugh to the man with the white mask and the man with the black mask. "I want... that thing..."

"Haha! Third Brother is still so impatient! Shall I send you the most handsome one today?" The man with the white mask waved his hand and said considerately to Qi Sian, "The private room is ready for you. I'll call you when the treasure appraisal starts."

"No need. I brought someone with me today!" Qi Sian grinned. Then he grabbed Pan Yueqing's hand. He looked as if he had been drugged with an aphrodisiac. He rubbed Pan Yueqing's face and couldn't wait any longer. He followed a maid towards the fourth floor. As soon as the door of the room closed, Qi Sian took off his mask and put on a calm expression. He took a piece of paper and quickly wrote on it, "Don't talk. Write down what you want to say."

Pan Yueqing looked at Qi Sian's expression. She took the pen and wrote, "What on earth are you here for?"

"The man with the white mask is called Master Bai. As far as I know, he's a man of Prince Fu," Qi Sian let out two or three moans and winked at Pan Yueqing frequently. Seeing Pan Yueqing blink, he then said in a low, fierce voice, "You little thing! Let's see how long you can hold out!"

Pan Yueqing listened to Qi Sian's rough breathing as he turned his back to her, and her face actually turned red involuntarily. Has this person even learned ventriloquism?!