Old Liu didn't understand what Nangong Zhen meant by a compromise.

Nangong Zhen suddenly picked up the oil lamp, pressed his finger on the flame, and flicked it outwards twice in succession. Two fireballs, about the size of soybeans, flew towards Zhang Baishou and the other person, one after the other.

Although the fireballs weren't fast, the force they generated was enough to penetrate heavy armor.

The sound of the two men's ribs being broken by the fireballs was clearly audible. They both knelt on the ground. Although they were prisoners tied to the same iron chain, not only did no one dare to help them, but they desperately retreated, as if afraid of being tainted by their aura.

Old Liu only shook his fan twice before he saw thick smoke coming from Zhang Baishou's mouth and nose. Although he was clenching his teeth, traces of firelight were seeping from his nostrils.

Had the fireball that struck Zhang Baishou set him on fire from the inside?

Just as this thought flashed through Old Liu's mind, the other person who had been hit by the fireball began to roll around and scream. The bursts of firelight that kept pouring out of his mouth confirmed Old Liu's guess.

Zhang Baishou gripped the ground tightly with one hand, while reaching out towards the other man with the other, saying with difficulty, "Shut up, shut up!"

Just as Zhang Baishou was about to touch him, a cold female voice suddenly came from the distant mist: "I'm here. Let them go?"

Old Liu frowned when he heard this voice.

He was somewhat familiar with the voice, yet it also felt a bit strange.

When he followed the sound and looked over, he saw Zhao Yuezhu wearing a Taoist robe.

Zhao Yuezhu's appearance hadn't changed much, but her temperament was completely different from when she was at the Two Realms Hall.

The current Zhao Yuezhu lived up to Old Liu's evaluation of her from back then: "A beauty that could topple kingdoms and destroy cities."

Zhao Yuezhu walked slowly into the arena. Nangong Zhen simply waved his hand, and the two fireballs that had ignited Zhang Baishou's internal organs flew back to the lamp like fireflies.

While Zhang Baishou's already charred wounds were slowly healing, he shouted at Zhao Yuezhu, "Yueying, leave! Don't come back! Don't worry about me and your second brother! We won't die."

Second brother?

The person who had been set on fire along with Zhang Baishou should be Chen Qingyan, the second-ranked of the Eight Bandits, the Burrowing Bandit.

Zhao Yuezhu glanced at them and turned her head away.

Nangong Zhen acted as if he didn't see Zhao Yuezhu glaring at him, and said directly to Old Liu, "This Yueying Bandit is the compromise I was talking about!"

"She was able to infiltrate my Yin-Yang Inn several times, so she should be able to help Li Po evade Jiang Chen's pursuit. With her help, I think Li Po should be able to hold on until you decipher the ciphertext."

Nangong Zhen continued when he saw Old Liu frown, "Master Liu, please don't think that I'm taking advantage of you."

"The person in front of you is the Yueying Bandit, not Zhao Yuezhu."

"Your little bit of camaraderie from back then was written off the moment the Yueying Bandit was reborn. Otherwise, your Hall Master wouldn't have been chased to the point of having nowhere to go in heaven or earth."

Old Liu nodded slightly when he heard this, "I can accept your method, but how can I be sure that my lord is safe?"

Nangong Zhen beckoned to a prisoner, "Come here! Kneel!"

The other party walked tremblingly to Nangong Zhen, who took out a circular bronze mirror, "Hold it up!"

The man didn't dare to refuse, and held the bronze mirror above his head with both hands. Nangong Zhen pointed at the bronze mirror and said, "Every time you try, you can see Li Po in the mirror. This deal is fair, right?"

Old Liu nodded, "It is!"

Nangong Zhen laughed, "Since we have no objections, let's continue the trade!"

Zhao Yuezhu spoke up at this moment, "Why don't you ask me if I have any objections?"

"Hahaha..." Nangong Zhen laughed, "Five of the Eight Bandits are in my hands. Do you still have the right to make demands?"

Zhao Yuezhu said coldly, "Before I came back, I don't want anything like this to happen again. Otherwise, Li Po will die."

Nangong Zhen narrowed his eyes slightly. He was obviously very angry at Zhao Yuezhu's attitude.

Zhao Yuezhu looked at Old Liu again, "I don't care if you want to use human blood for sacrifices, but you can't touch the people of the Eight Bandits. If they are injured, I will kill one person from the Two Realms Hall. Understand?"

Old Liu sighed, "Zhao girl, we..."

"I'm called the Yueying Bandit!" Zhao Yuezhu glanced coldly at Nangong Zhen, and her figure suddenly disappeared into thin air. When she reappeared, she was standing in front of several prisoners.

Before the other party's horrified expression could fade, Zhao Yuezhu split her hands left and right, and forcibly chopped off the other party's heads and dropped them to the ground.

Zhao Yuezhu said indifferently, "You deserve to die for failing to offer help!" Then she disappeared from their sight.

Old Liu's right hand, which was shaking the fan, couldn't help but pause slightly. "She really isn't Zhao girl. If it were Zhao girl, she wouldn't vent her anger on others."

Those two people who were a little closer to Zhang Baishou and Chen Qingyan, strictly speaking, couldn't be considered as failing to offer help, but rather as being afraid to help.

If it were the former Zhao Yuezhu, she would not only not kill anyone, but she wouldn't even get angry about it.

The current Yueying Bandit unhesitatingly executed the two of them, without even a trace of emotion in her eyes.

This made Old Liu feel even more uneasy.