"I ask you, were the people who came to kill me last night sent by you?" Pingxi Marquis demanded harshly.
"Yes, it was me, I paid a hefty sum to have them come," Yang Xiao admitted painfully, gritting his teeth.
"Indeed, at least you're honest." Pingxi Marquis has made his stand in Xiang Ma Town not by being idle; he had already learned that the folks from Sun and Moon Divine Sect had been secretly inquiring about that person's whereabouts, undoubtedly indicating a murky relationship between the two.
"Lord Pingxi Marquis, please retract your magical powers!" Yang Xiao pleaded out loud, his expression sincere, with eyes full of supplication towards Pingxi Marquis.
"Hmm, I ask you another question, where did you acquire this Magic Artifact?" Ghost Duster appeared between Pingxi Marquis and Yang Xiao on the ink, floating right there next to a copper mirror, which was also floating.
"It was me... I stole it."
"Stolen from where?"
"Northwest... from the Ma Family."
