Chapter 13: Those who seek death are indeed unstoppable

"Mofengwu, you killed the heir of the Yanshan Marquis's mansion, and you think you can just leave like this?"

The leader shouted, then drew his sword.

The onlookers around immediately scattered and retreated.

Mofengwu raised her eyebrows in response, "Killed? Lip curled, she glanced at a few people, then fixed her gaze on the leader.

"Are you talking about me?"

"Don't play dumb! The heir is dead, and today you will pay with your life!"

The leader shouted, and at the same time, his aura surged... Just then, a stern voice suddenly came from the crowd.

"Stop!"

Then, a middle-aged man, with a solemn expression, walked over.

"This is a market, and we must abide by the rules of the market. In the arena, life and death are irrelevant, but outside the arena, seeking revenge is not allowed!

So, no matter what personal grudges you have, here is not the place to settle them. Even if the Marquis himself were here, it would be the same!"

As the middle-aged man spoke, several uniformed, masked warriors immediately surrounded the Marquis's entourage.

"All duels end today, please leave quickly."

The middle-aged man issued an order to expel the guests.

The entourage behind the leader looked displeased, but when the leader gestured, they stopped.

"Let's go!"

After a cold remark, the leader glanced at a man, then glared at Mofengwu before leaving.

As they left, the middle-aged man's expression softened, and he approached Mofengwu, saying, "Congratulations, Miss Mo, on successfully retrieving the Mo Family token."

Mofengwu looked at the middle-aged man playfully and then smiled, "Just here to congratulate me?"

"Hehe, Miss Mo seems to be quite protective of the Mo Family's belongings..."

The middle-aged man's smile faded, and he stepped forward, whispering to Mofengwu, "Next month, in the middle of the month, at the Qingshan Market, if Miss Mo has time, you might as well go and take a look."

With that, the middle-aged man smiled slightly at Mofengwu, then gestured and left with his men.

Mofengwu watched their backs, not clear about their intentions, but she remembered it.

**

This trip to the market was quite rewarding for Mofengwu.

As for Feng Qi and the others who had lured her here, they had disappeared completely after Mofengwu had killed Gongsun Yao and left the arena.

However, Mofengwu didn't even bother to consider them.

After leaving the arena, she walked out of the courtyard.

But as soon as she came out, she was surrounded by several people.

"Mofengwu, you don't think we'll just let you go, do you?"

"Hmph, we've been waiting here for a long time!"

The Marquis's entourage stared coldly at Mofengwu, their eyes full of killing intent.

"The heir was killed by you, and we will face death when we return. It's better to crush you, this waste, and there might still be a way out for us. So, Mofengwu, don't blame us for being heartless. It's simply that you've touched the wrong person!"

The leader said coldly, then suddenly shook his body and rushed towards Mofengwu with his sword.

This leader, like the burly man she had encountered in the arena, was at the third level of Qi cultivation. He exerted his force in an instant, and a strong gust of wind rose around him.

Mofengwu's eyes grew cold, and she slowly raised her hand. Her slender fingers made a crisp cracking sound...

"A person seeking death, indeed cannot be stopped!"