Lao Liu sneered, taking a step back, while Wang the Butcher drew a pig-slaughtering knife from the knife box behind her.

The Wang family of Butcher's Gate possessed the "Nine Blades of the Butcher," with nine forms and nine knives!

Wang the Butcher usually kept her cleaver in a sheath at her leg, while the remaining eight knives were stored in a specially made knife box.

Under normal circumstances, Wang the Butcher would only bring two knives, but this time, for the sake of caution, she carried the knife box.

Wang the Butcher held the pig-slaughtering knife in a reverse grip: "I am Li Po's senior sister. I will break this gate for him!"

Before Yao Bachi could object, Wang the Butcher stepped onto the coffin and, with a backhand stroke, stabbed the knife through her thigh where it was exposed beneath her cheongsam.

The bloody tip of the knife, accompanied by the sound of scraping bone, emerged from her leg. Wang the Butcher turned her body without changing her expression, making the bloody tip of the knife more clearly visible to Yao Bachi.

Fresh red blood gently flowed down Wang the Butcher's snow-white skin, shocking to the eye, yet creating a kind of deadly beauty.

Wang the Butcher didn't even glance at her injury, gripping the handle and pulling upwards, the blood-stained steel knife being withdrawn from her body with the strange sound of tearing flesh.

With a cold laugh, Wang the Butcher lightly twirled the knife, the pig-slaughtering knife spinning several times in her hand before she gripped it again with the blade pointing inward.

This time, Wang the Butcher's pig-slaughtering knife was pointed at her own left arm.

Wang the Butcher had once said: When you look at people, the first thing you see is whether they are ugly or handsome. But to a Butcher's Gate expert, everything is prey. They know at a glance where to cut to get the most meat. It's the same when looking at themselves.

Wang the Butcher's knife seemed fierce, but in reality, it didn't injure any vital points. The blade not only avoided the bone but even bypassed the main artery in her thigh.

Wang the Butcher was confident when she shouted "break the gate," but Lao Liu was startled by her. Before she could make a second cut, he grabbed her wrist: "One cut is enough!"

"Bullshit!" Yao Bachi said sharply, "Three cuts to break the gate is the rule of the Jianghu. Do you want to break the rules?"

Yao Bachi knew that after Wang the Butcher broke the gate with three cuts, not only would Liangjie Tang (Two Realms Hall) not spare him, but even Wen Yiliao wouldn't let him off easily. Therefore, he could only gamble that Wang the Butcher wouldn't dare to make the third cut.

Lao Liu said coldly: "Lord, since you haven't entered the gate, there's naturally no need to break it. One cut is already giving the coffin gate enough face. I don't think we need to give any more."

Yao Bachi chuckled: "This face isn't something you can decide not to give. It's up to your ancestral master to decide."

As Lao Liu frowned slightly, Yao Bachi suddenly crushed a jade talisman: "Wait! Wait for your ancestral master to come and judge, and see what they say?"

Lao Liu's heart sank suddenly!

He hadn't expected Yao Bachi to have such a trick up his sleeve.

By the time he reacted, it was already too late.

The reason why Yao Bachi dared to challenge Liangjie Tang was because he had found a backer. This backer must be a direct disciple of the Coffin Gate, and extremely familiar with the Coffin Gate.

The other party knew more than anyone about the relationship between the Yin-Yang lineage and the Coffin Gate. He had also anticipated that I might break the gate, which was why he gave Yao Bachi the jade talisman that could summon Hei Bai Wuchang (Black and White Impermanence).

Lao Liu had never met Hei Bai Wuchang, but he had heard too many legends about them.

Whether in life or after death, Hei Bai Wuchang valued reputation and loyalty more than life itself. Back then, they established the Yin-Yang lineage to assist the Coffin Gate because they owed the Coffin Gate a favor.

Now, his successor was going to break the gate. Wasn't that the same as them breaking their promise?

What if Hei Bai Wuchang wanted to clean up the house…?

Lao Liu had already prepared himself to die, and quietly shielded Wang the Butcher behind him.

Only a moment later, Hei Bai Wuchang appeared in the Eight-Foot Coffin Shop. Hei Wuchang said expressionlessly, "What's going on?"

Yao Bachi went over and exaggerated the story, finally kneeling on the ground: "I beg the two Divine Lords to make a decision and clean up the house."

Hei Wuchang turned to look at Lao Liu: "Now it's your turn to speak."

Lao Liu repeated the events and stood still. He wouldn't cry and beg for someone to make a decision like Yao Bachi; Lao Liu couldn't afford to lose that face.

Bai Wuchang was silent for a long time before saying: "Yao Bachi, I have two questions for you. First, do you know the reason why Liu Bao came? Second, who gave you the message talisman?"

Just as Yao Bachi was about to speak, Hei Wuchang added: "Think carefully before you speak! We brothers can distinguish right from wrong."

People can deceive people, but it is rare to deceive the gods and ghosts of the underworld. The gods of the underworld have seen countless ghosts over countless years. If they could be easily deceived, they would not be worthy of the name of gods and ghosts.

When Hei Wuchang asked this question, Yao Bachi's forehead dripped with cold sweat. After holding back for a long time, he said, "I didn't know anything in advance. The Coffin Gate and the Yin-Yang lineage come from the same origin and are as close as brothers. How could I deliberately make things difficult for my fellow brothers?"

"Moreover, I also think that Li Po deliberately wanted to break the gate. Otherwise, why didn't he come in person?"

"Please, two Divine Lords, investigate and give me justice!"