He asked doubtfully: "Aren't the night patrolmen also under the command of Korean Americans?"
"Yes."
Luo Qianshan nodded and said: "But it is also because of this that the night patrol has gradually become a special existence. The prince, Cheng Jutian and Han Meiren can mobilize the night patrol, but no one can harm the night patrol."
Yun Yi was stunned, still finding it incredible.
Luo Qianshan then said: "Because, there is another person in the Night Watch who is feared by the three national pillars. Everyone calls her the Night Queen."
"Queen of the Night?"
"Yes, she is like a queen among the night watchers, so she is called the Queen of the Night."
Yun Yi was stunned on the spot. He really didn't expect that among the night watchers, there was someone who could make even the three pillars of the country fear him.
It seems that I made the right decision to join the Night Watch.
Then the two sides said goodbye, and Yun Yi and Luo Yunshang came to Qitian Pavilion.
Qitian Pavilion has not been renovated since the seventh floor was destroyed by Wang Qinlong's arrow. Even the scattered bricks and tiles on the collapsed seventh floor have not been cleaned up. Only one was opened in it.
Big hole, everyone needs to pass through this hole to enter and exit Qitian Pavilion.
What is this operation?
Yun Yi was very confused. Is there something wrong with the people in Qitian Pavilion?
Repair it well and clean it up well. Even if it is only six floors, it will still look good. Now these people come in and out every day, don't they feel like they are digging into a dog hole?
Although this "dog hole" is big enough, it still makes people feel strange.
"Surround them up."
Suddenly there was a shout, and someone pointed at Yun Yi and Luo Yunshang and shouted angrily.
Then more than twenty people came out of Qitian Pavilion and surrounded the two people.
One of the middle-aged men said bitterly: "Yun Yi, how dare you come to Qitian Pavilion?"
"Why don't I dare to come?"
Yun Yi asked back: "The person who knocked down the seventh floor of your Qitian Pavilion with one arrow was not me, but the prince. If you want to settle accounts, just go to the prince to settle the accounts, okay?"
"What about our twelve lives at Qitian Pavilion? Shouldn't it be counted on your head?" The middle-aged man blushed even more.
He is a first-class steward of Qitian Pavilion, named Shang Kun.
"What twelve lives?"
Brother Yun Yi was even more confused. When did he get involved with Qitian Pavilion's twelve lives?
"Are you pretending to be confused?"
Shang Kun snorted: "Yun Qinghe and Huang Guilan came to our Qitian Pavilion at noon. They said they were here to apologize for you, but they couldn't reach an agreement so they took action. Twelve people in our Qitian Pavilion died, but they left."
"As the father's debt is said to be paid by the son, shouldn't these twelve lives be counted on your head?"
"I......"
Yun Yi was dumbfounded. Yun Qinghe and Huang Guilan killed twelve people in Qitian Pavilion. Is this true?
In Yun Yi's memory, Yun Qinghe is really a person that no ant would trample to death. In Shang Kun's words, why do they seem to be such heinous people?
Then Yun Yi asked: "Did you make any excessive demands on my parents?"
"What do you mean by asking too much?"
Shang Kun snorted: "We just asked them to tie you up and send you to our Qitian Pavilion. Our Qitian Pavilion is missing one floor. This matter has become our shame. The master of the pavilion even asked people to leave these ruins and said that they should remember it."
shame."
"You brought all this shame. Are our demands too much?"
Yun Yi asked back: "Isn't it too much?"
"Fart, that's not too much at all."
"But it's too much for my parents."
Yun Yi said: "Even if they die, they will never do anything to hurt me, so you deserve it."
Shang Kun and others' expressions suddenly changed. Doesn't this kid feel any guilt at all?