Feng Jiu shook her head. “I still have tasks to do. I can’t extend my stay.”

He did not attempt to detain her but instead said, “In that case, Ghost Doctor, please wait a moment. I’ll return right away.” He walked out quickly without waiting for Feng Jiu’s answer.

He returned after a short time with only a space ring in his hand. “We have nothing else to thank you for, Ghost Doctor. This is only a small token. Please take it.”

Feng Jiu raised her brows and took a glance at the ring. Before she could say anything, she heard Old Patriarch Hong’s voice behind her.

“It’s only a token, Ghost Doctor. Please do not decline.”

Feng Jiu nodded. “I’ll take it then.” She placed the interspatial ring within her own space.

Patriarch Hong sent Feng Jiu off. He didn’t come back inside until he’d seen her mount the white horse and ride away from the gate.

When Patriarch Yu, who parked his carriage in an inconspicuous corner, saw the woman in red leave Hong Manor on a white horse, he asked the coachman to follow her.

“Master, someone is following us,” Old White said after walking a while. It swung its tail, suspecting that the person following them did not want to live for too long.

“Mm, let’s go! Go where there are no people.” Feng Jiu spoke casually without bothering to look back.

Old White obeyed her command and proceeded to an empty alley. When the carriage behind them saw them enter the alley, the coachman announced, “Master, the woman in red has entered the alley.”

“All right, park the carriage here. I’ll go there with several others.” Patriarch Yu took several guards and proceeded to the alley.

As soon as he entered the alley, he saw the woman in red riding a white horse staring at him. He was taken aback. Was she aware that he was following her?

“Who are you!” Patriarch Yu questioned her in a gloomy tone and launched a powerful pressure attack against Feng Jiu.

“I should have asked you that,” Feng Jiu said, her face calm and unruffled.

“I am the patriarch of the city’s Yu clan.” He was taken aback. This woman was not afraid of his pressure? What is her true strength?

“Oh! So, you’re the Yu clan’s patriarch.”

Feng Jiu nodded, her gaze falling on him. She raised her brows and asked, “Why is a magnificent clan patriarch doing a dirty deed like stalking others? Patriarch Yu followed me the whole way, even into the alley. What did you plan to do?”

Hearing this, Patriarch Yu couldn’t help but feel ashamed: a clan patriarch had been caught stalking. His chest swelled with rage, and his breath fluctuated violently.

“You, you demoness! How rude! ” His eyes widened with anger. “What are you waiting for? Teach her a lesson!” He bellowed at the guards behind him.

“Patriarch Yu, you are sick,” Feng Jiu said with a smile. “This outburst of rage has the potential to be fatal.”

“You are the one who’s sick!” When Patriarch Yu heard this, he was so enraged that he could feel the anger churning inside his body. “Hurry up!” he yelled, pointing angrily at Feng Jiu. “Hurry up for me…Aaah…”

His mouth drooped and his words became slurred before he finished speaking. Soon after, half of his body shook, and he collapsed the moment his body froze.

“Patriarch!” The guards, startled, dashed forward to the fallen Patriarch Yu.