Shanzhu's martial arts skills were inferior to that woman's because they were different. Although both were women who had been through thick and thin, Shanzhu's skill was clearly lacking. Fortunately, I had just given the woman's sword to Jing'er, so the woman was now without a weapon and could only injure Shanzhu by getting close or using her palm strikes. I thought for a moment and said to Jing'er, "Jing'er, watch over her." Then I wanted to help Shanzhu, but then I remembered something and turned back to Jing'er, saying, "Jing'er, stay calm and don't be fooled by her sweet talk. I don't believe that Guiyao will be hurt by those people." After saying that, I flew away and used my moon scepter to block the woman's palm strike, but I was still knocked back a few steps.
Jing'er had been standing there watching them. Seeing that her sister was not at a disadvantage and was even injuring the woman named Baili Xinru, she was pleased. But then she saw that Shanzhu was being restrained everywhere. Although she was not injured, it was clear that Shanzhu was having a hard time. Soon, her sister captured Baili Xinru. Seeing that her sister's ear was turned towards that direction, she knew that her sister was worried about Shanzhu, and she became even more worried. In her anxiety, she heard her sister calling her, so she went over and pointed her sword at Baili Xinru like her sister. Although she was afraid, she still could not let her sister down. Hearing her sister's instructions, she became even more determined and ignored whatever the woman said.
Baili Xinru was furious, unable to spit out or swallow a mouthful of blood. She had been humiliated again by the woman who had bullied her before, but she dared not do anything because she was afraid of dying. She knew that although she was of noble status, she was no match for her father's power. She was unwilling to die like this; she wanted to torture Zixue to death and make her pay for what she had done. So she dared not move, not even wiping the blood from her mouth. When she heard Zixue hand her over to a brat, she felt a surge of joy, wanting to deceive the brat. If she escaped this time, she would make Zixue wish she were dead next time. But when she heard Zixue's instructions, her chest heaved, and she spat out a mouthful of blood. She supported herself with her hands, her pale face desperately trying to hold on, refusing to collapse.
That woman was indeed formidable; with the combined efforts of me and Shanzhu, she was able to hold her own against us for so long. But even so, I had already injured her by then, and she was starting to tire after fighting for so long, her body beginning to tremble. However, Shanzhu struck her near Baili Xinru with a palm strike, and Shanzhu, like Jing'er, pointed her sword at her. The difference was that Shanzhu, with my permission, fed her an unknown poison.
"What exactly do you want?" I still don't understand their ruthless pursuit of me. I know that women's jealousy is terrible, and I've guessed that reason, but there must be other reasons, otherwise they wouldn't be so self-righteous in confronting me.
"Hmph," Baili Xinru turned her head away disdainfully, biting her lip tightly, but she dared not say anything arrogant, because she was afraid of death. She knew that she could not act rashly now, as it would only hasten her death.
"You're from the Blood Tower, who are you?" I still couldn't guess who the woman was. The fragrance of flowers wasn't enough; I wanted to hear her voice too. But after she found out I was blind, she seemed to be deliberately keeping me from knowing who she was. She hadn't uttered a single sound from the moment I left until now.
"Blood Tower?" After hearing my words, Shanzhu looked deeply at the woman on the ground and murmured in response.
“That’s right, I can’t be wrong about the scent on her.” I’m not afraid to reveal to Jing’er and Shan Zhu that I once stayed in Blood Leak. As for Baili Xinru, she actually investigated everything before killing me, so she must know some things vaguely. There’s no need to hide it, especially since she’s a person who is about to die.
"Tell me what she looks like." I had used up some of my internal energy fighting, so I found a chair and sat down in front of them.
Just as Jing'er was about to speak, the woman suddenly resisted. Shan Zhu, who had been on guard, did not let her escape. The woman suffered; her neck and hands were slashed, and blood was gushing from the wounds, making the smell of blood even stronger. My ideal little wooden house was destroyed just like that. I don't understand why they came to ruin my peaceful life. This was the life I had always dreamed of, and it was destroyed in their blood.
Jing'er, still not at ease with her sword pointed at Baili Xinru's hand, began to scrutinize the woman beside Baili Xinru, carefully considering adjectives in her mind. Then, feigning understanding, she nodded and uttered, "Her features are well-proportioned, without any missing or extra features, very good." She looked at me with delight, wanting my praise.
"Are you sure you're not talking nonsense? That person doesn't have regular features, or he'll scare people to death!" I staggered and almost fell to the ground, sighing and shaking my head. Jing'er is such a silly girl, it's better not to count on her, it's too much work.
"Why bother? If you want to know who it is, I can tell you." Just as I was trying to figure out how to get her to talk, she started talking herself. The voice sounded very familiar to me. I racked my brains, and ah, I knew who it was. It seems that even beauties can't resist the charms of heroes. There's no way to get past this hurdle. It seems that I've unknowingly made too many rivals in love. This is really not a good thing.
"Xuanqin, why did you bleed from the Blood Pavilion? The martial world is in turmoil right now. Instead of helping Jue, you come here to kill me. How leisurely! Are you just looking for trouble?" I smiled sarcastically, my icy face revealing a hidden ruthlessness. Foolish woman.
"Heh, you think your master cares about you? Let me tell you, your master prefers Miss Xue from the Blood Pavilion. In your master's eyes, you're nothing but a shameless woman." Xuanqin was furious at her own weakness, having fallen into her hands. Her sarcastic words were piercing.
"Really? How come I didn't know?" Just as I was about to teach this rude woman a lesson, Gui Yao appeared. He was still a demon, and I couldn't tell what injuries he had suffered. I could only sense his aura, which was normal, so that was good.
The next step is to resolve this matter. If they do find it, then it will definitely be discovered by others as well.
Chapter 116
“It seems this mouth is superfluous.” Gui Yao squatted down in front of Xuan Qin, hooked her chin with her slender fingers, and spoke in a magnetic voice with a unique charm, but her words were so shocking.
"Master of Ghost Manor, I am from Blood Tower, you cannot touch me!" Xuanqin was not afraid. The aura emanating from the Master of Ghost Manor was no less than that of her master. She also knew that this person was ruthless and would not show mercy just because she was a woman. The look in his eyes was not that of a person, but of a dead person. Xuanqin's body trembled involuntarily.
"What a joke! I, Gui Yao, need to explain to the Blood Tower what kind of people I want?" Gui Yao smiled intoxicatingly, making Xuan Qin dizzy. But unexpectedly, Xuan Qin was slapped to the ground. Her swollen face was shocking, and blood was spilling from the corner of her mouth. She had completely lost her original beauty. It was clear that the slap was delivered with internal force.
Suddenly, Xuanqin felt as if her body was being boiled with hot water, and her internal energy was in complete chaos. It seemed that all her martial arts skills had been ruined. The hatred in Xuanqin's heart deepened. It was all because of this woman. Otherwise, her master and the Ghost Manor Master would not have treated her like this.
"Why did you take so long?" I've never been a compassionate person. I heard about Gui Yao's actions. These women need to be taught a lesson. Why don't they fight for the person they like instead of blaming them? Sometimes, even as a woman myself, I don't know what these women are thinking.
"I wasted some time dealing with a formation," Gui Yao said, waving his sleeves as he sat down and crossed his legs. He looked quite arrogant, but without the frivolousness of a playboy. Gui Yao gently brushed away the messy hair I had been wearing during the fight, and the intimate gesture made Jing'er, who had been watching him since earlier, feel another pang of pain in her heart.
Jing'er didn't want to admit that this feeling was love. She knew in her heart who Gui Yao liked, and she also knew that Gui Yao could never love someone else. She was confused but also very certain that she wanted to ignore this feeling. She didn't want to like, she didn't want to love, it hurt too much. Even if she liked him, she didn't want to say it. She liked that they maintained this noisy friendship, at least that made Jing'er feel comfortable.
Jing'er didn't show her dissatisfaction. She calmed herself down, put on a sweet smile, and shouted, "Gui Yao, you're so lame! You almost made me fall into their hands. Come here, take the sword, my hand is so sore!" Jing'er was indeed sore. She had been holding the position without moving, and now only her head was swaying back and forth.
"Girl, hold on tight." Gui Yao laughed at Jing'er's head shaking and swaying. This girl was still carefree, but it was good that she had taught her martial arts some time ago, otherwise she would definitely be a burden to Xue'er now. This girl looks quite cute now.
"Jing'er must be tired. Just wait a little longer." I stood up and tried to reach over, but Gui Yao seemed to know. She got up, took my hand, and led me to Jing'er's side. I took out a handkerchief from my pocket and gently wiped Jing'er's forehead.
Jing'er had long forgotten the pain she had just felt. Seeing her sister wiping her sweat, she looked at Gui Yao smugly, as if showing off. Gui Yao shook her head with amusement.
Xuanqin and Baili Xinru had long been forgotten by us. We were talking to ourselves, completely forgetting that there were two of them, and returning to the life we used to have in the cabin.
Baili Xinru and Xuanqin felt uneasy. Lying there, they were anxious, wondering what Zixue would do to them. They no longer dared to underestimate Zixue. It seemed that she had mastered Yueling's martial arts very well. They were tormented, staring intently at the sword pointing at them, their hearts churning with anxiety.
Baili Xinru has always had a fiery temper. Seeing herself being ignored like this, and worried about her life, she couldn't hold back her anger and shouted, "Zixue, let me go!"—a typical spoiled young lady's temper.
"Let you go, then come and kill me again? Do you think I, Zixue, am that stupid?" I used the Moon Shield to hook the sword in Jing'er's hand and forcefully stabbed it into Baili Xinru's thigh. Blood gushed out immediately, and Baili Xinru's face turned even paler. She opened her mouth wide and let out an "Ah!" sound, which echoed in the bamboo forest. She lay on the ground panting, too weak to speak. Baili Xinru was smart; she knew that the more she said, the more mistakes she would make. She needed to save her strength, otherwise she might really die here.
Xuanqin remained quiet. Guiyao's attack had crippled half of her martial arts skills, and now returning to the Blood Tower would be a dead end for her, as the Blood Tower would not keep useless people. However, she thought of her master's face again, and her resentment and hatred had nowhere to be vented. She could only lie on the ground and stare intently at Zixue, as if she wanted to stare a hole through her.
The two lay on the ground, barely breathing, but powerless to help. Jing'er and I continued talking, but I was getting impatient. The smell of blood in the air around the cabin was too strong.
"I, Zixue, had no intention of competing with you, but you have tried to take my life at every turn. My peaceful life has been ruined by you. I'll let you go, fine, but you'd better not come looking for trouble with me again. I'm not a saint. If there's a next time, I will send you to hell." Her calm expression and the words she spoke were icy cold, chilling people to the bone.
Baili Xinru didn't speak, probably tacitly agreeing in her heart, but I don't know what other ideas she might have. I hope she'll stop here if she's sensible. If she tries any more tricks or schemes, she might never be able to go back. She's a woman of her word, I won't offend others unless they offend me. However, in contrast to Xuanqin's words, Xuanqin let out a disdainful snort, which made me frown.
The sudden voice, "You don't need to live anymore," made Xuanqin's expression crack. She felt a surge of joy, but those words plunged her into an icy abyss, freezing her to the bone and causing her heart-wrenching pain. She knew her master didn't love her, but she never expected him to be so heartless towards her, all for the sake of Zixue.
Baili Xinru didn't know who it was, but seeing Xuanqin's reaction, her unease grew even stronger. She had originally thought she could escape death, but when such a cold sentence was uttered, she felt that she would definitely die, and die a terrible death. She was even more afraid, her terrified pupils fixed on the handsome man who was holding Zixue. She had completely lost any admiration for him, and all she felt was fear, panic, and cowardice.
I struggled in Jue's arms, and soon, so fast that I didn't even have time to react, he had me in his arms. My body stiffened, and I felt awkward all over, but this only made me press even closer to him. My face flushed with embarrassment, and my ears turned red. I didn't know why he was here.
"You've come." Gui Yao seemed to know that Jue would come. Seeing the shy woman in Jue's arms, his heart ached for no reason. He looked away, not at the hurtful scene, but stared at the woman on the ground, expressionless, as if he was venting his emotions.
"Let go of my sister!" Jing'er saw Gui Yao's pain and felt pain too, but seeing her sister's appearance and struggle, she knew that her sister must be very uncomfortable right now, so she mustered up the courage to call out to the fearsome man.
"Xue'er, be good." Jue Lengqing's eyes turned to look at the woman in his arms with doting affection. He hadn't seen her for two months, and he missed her a lot. She knew he was still resistant, but he wouldn't let her leave his arms. Then, his eyes seemed to be filled with a layer of ice crystals, cold and sharp. He didn't want to look at her. A feeling of being frozen from head to toe, like being frozen in time, was what Xuanqin felt now.
In Jue's eyes, the woman below was a dead person. Anyone who dared to lay a hand on his woman had a death wish. It seemed he needed to clean up his own ranks.
Chapter 117
Knowing that she was close to death, Xuanqin no longer hid her love as before, nor did she lower her head. Her eyes, full of love, were fixed on the man in front of her, and the words she uttered conveyed the depth of her feelings.
Jue didn't even glance at Xuanqin. He lowered his head and played with my hand. My hand was so uncomfortable that it was sweating. I tried to pull my hand away from his, but in the end, I could only sit helplessly in his arms.
Xuanqin was heartbroken, but there was nothing she could do. The idea of dragging Zixue down with her to die was now just wishful thinking. Her master wouldn't even glance at her now, and she couldn't even leave a trace in her master's heart. In the end, she had no reason to live by her master's side anymore. She didn't want to use her master's hand to shatter all her dreams; she wanted to understand herself.
Xuanqin's tears ultimately did not fall. Her sorrowful pupils were fixed on the man before her. Even in her last glance, she wanted to keep him deeply in her heart. A poignant smile tugged at the corner of her bloodied lips as she mustered all her strength to utter, "Master, Xuanqin will never betray you." Then, with a swift palm strike, Shanzhu, caught off guard by Xuanqin's strength, was forced back two steps. The sword in Shanzhu's hand had already fallen into Xuanqin's grasp. With a resolute expression, Xuanqin slashed with all her might, and in an instant, Shanzhu fell to the ground, smiling at the man before her, his eyes still open. At that moment, Jing'er felt a sense of suffocation. She had never imagined that such a woman would refuse to close her eyes even in death, just to catch a glimpse of that man.
"What's going on?" I panicked a little. I felt that something was happening that was exactly what I expected. I heard Xuanqin's words and suddenly realized what she meant. It was too late to stop her. Jing'er's exclamation made my whole body go limp. I never wanted her to die. Never.
Jing'er cried out in a slightly hoarse voice. Never before had anyone died in front of her, and so freely and so heroically. She felt as if her throat was being tightly gripped, preventing her from uttering that sound. The sword in her hand trembled slightly, and her wide eyes were fixed on Xuanqin on the ground, yet it was as if she wasn't looking at her. Jing'er had a feeling that she had fallen into a world she had never experienced before. She stared blankly at the people around her, from Shanzhu to Jue to her sister to Guiyao, and then to Baili Xinru on the ground, who could no longer suppress her fear. Only her sister's expression was sad; the others were indifferent. She didn't understand, and she felt she couldn't understand.
I started to feel cold all over, and I felt that my love seemed to have killed many people, one after another. What would be the end? I was about to give up on Jue, I wanted to sever all ties with Jue, but why did people still die in the end, all for Jue? Why? Suddenly I thought of someone again. "Jing'er, don't look, don't be afraid." I used all my strength to break free from Jue's embrace. Perhaps sensing my abnormality, Jue did not hold me tightly anymore and let go.
I stumbled along, following Jing'er's rapid breathing, until I reached her side. I threw the sword from her hand, placed my hands on her cheeks, and tried to speak gently, "Jing'er, it's alright, it's alright."
"Sister, she, she, she's dead." Jing'er's dazed eyes regained some clarity. She hugged me tightly, trying to shrink into my arms, pinching me hard. But I didn't let go, gently patting her back. "It's alright, Jing'er, calm down. Just sleep it off, and you'll forget about it tomorrow." My hand rose from Jing'er's back and pressed the sleeping acupoint on her neck. Jing'er, get a good night's sleep. Tomorrow you'll still be the innocent and lively Jing'er, untouched by any filth.
Gui Yao seemed to understand the impact of what had just happened on Jing'er. She took Jing'er from my arms, and after a moment of silence, carefully considering my emotions, I coldly asked, "How did you end up here?"
Xue'er felt as if her heart had been torn apart. He knew that Xue'er's heart was broken, and he didn't know what to do. Only after he had done those things could he be with her properly, without being disturbed by anyone.
"Since you've left, don't come back." My dream cabin, my peaceful and tranquil days, are gone, soaked in a woman's blood. No matter how I try to wash it away, the marks will remain. Since you've left, don't come back. Don't let my heart rekindle hope only to have you extinguish it again.
"It seems I've missed something," a voice broke through our conversation. I recognized it as Xingchen, the Emperor of Xing Kingdom. It seems the secret of the cabin has been discovered. I had heard Xuebin say that the King of Xing Kingdom was searching for the Lord of the Moon Spirit. I fear that his arrival here must have led him to find me. Although Guiyao and Jue have tried to clarify that I am the Lord of the Moon Spirit, Xingchen, being naturally suspicious, will not let go of any information about the Lord of the Moon Spirit. He is determined to find out the truth.
Jue reached out and pulled me back into his embrace. This time, I didn't struggle. I suddenly had a premonition that perhaps today, all the truths would be revealed: Jue's identity? Why were they searching for Yue Ling? Why did Jue disrupt the martial world? Why did Jue need a substitute?
All of this makes me feel that the truth is about to be revealed.
"I didn't expect that the King of Xing Kingdom would also come here." A moment later, I heard Xue Bin's voice again. I frowned. Why were they all gathered here today? And judging from the footsteps, they didn't come alone. They all brought their armies. I'm afraid the bamboo forest outside the cabin has been completely surrounded by them.
Xuebin had also heard some news and immediately led his men over. Upon entering the wooden house, he saw Zixue in the arms of a stunningly handsome man. Her cold face and the fierce aura she exuded suggested that she was no ordinary person. He breathed a sigh of relief. Then he saw Jing'er in the arms of the Xingguo envoy, and his brows furrowed as he pondered. Finally, he saw Shanzhu beside them and nodded to him, which put his mind at ease.
"Zixue is truly honored that so many people have come to visit Zixue's little wooden house today. Zixue cannot neglect her guests. Shanzhu, why don't you pour tea for all the guests to show your hospitality?" I gently patted Jue's hand to reassure him. Jue gently helped me sit down in a chair. Even if I wanted to resolve the relationship between Jue and me, I still had to deal with these people first. We'll talk about it later.
"Yes," Shan Zhu replied and withdrew, glancing at Jing'er before leaving with peace of mind.
Xingchen and Xuebin didn't stand on ceremony and maintained their regal demeanor as they sat down gracefully.
But soon, another guest arrived—no, more than one—and everyone was truly gathered together...
Chapter 118
After Xuanqin's death, Baili Xinru's mind was in complete turmoil. She glanced timidly at Jue and dared not move again. She knew why Xuanqin had died so quickly. She was no longer foolish enough to want to drag Zixue down with her. She felt that her fate would be the same as Xuanqin's. Seeing that no one was paying attention to her, she tried to minimize her presence, hoping that she could escape with her life. When she saw the king appear, Baili Xinru's hope was rekindled. She felt that God had not let her down.
"Your Majesty, save me! Zixue is going to kill me!" As soon as Xingchen sat down, Baili Xinru scrambled over and clung tightly to Xingchen's leg. Baili Xinru was a beauty, a fact acknowledged by the entire Xing Kingdom. Otherwise, knowing that Jue Gongzi's status was beyond their reach, why would the Prime Minister still send women to Jue Gongzi? He believed his daughter had the qualities to inspire affection in men across the land, ignoring the fact that Jue Gongzi was a heartless man who had seen all kinds of beauties and was disdainful of them. But now, Baili Xinru knew how to use this advantage. With her bright, timid eyes and trembling body, she looked intently at Xingchen, an expression that stirred a sense of tenderness in everyone who saw her, making them want to embrace her and cherish her.
Xingchen is a lover of beauty, but he is not a fool. He likes beautiful women, but not in this situation. He doesn't know what happened, but he understands that Baili Xinru has offended Young Master Jue and Madam Jue. No matter how beautiful she is, he only thinks that only beauties he can use deserve to enjoy his favor. Otherwise, he will personally send her to hell, because he will not leave anyone who poses even the slightest threat to him in the world.
"Shut up!" In the face of imperial power, Baili Xinru, this beauty, was not worth his attention. He would not help her. On the contrary, the prime minister's henchmen should be removed soon. He was not suitable to confront the prime minister head-on now, but that did not mean that Young Master Jue was not capable. It would be a worry-free thing to get rid of the prime minister by Young Master Jue. Therefore, Xingchen did not hold back and kicked Baili Xinru away from his feet.
Already severely injured, Baili Xinru was immediately kicked away and crashed into a pillar, spitting out several mouthfuls of blood. She fell to the ground along the pillar, her breath still weak and panting. Her hand trembled as she clutched her chest, staring incredulously at the merciless king before her. As if remembering something, she began to laugh maniacally. But after a while, she looked helplessly at what was in front of her, the blankness in her eyes making it clear that she was not far from death.
My hearing is naturally keen, and having spent so much time in the harem, I have a general understanding of the situation in the Star Kingdom. Seeing what Xingchen did, I didn't think there was anything wrong with it. What king isn't heartless? If there were always kings who showed mercy, their kingdoms would have been overthrown long ago. However, I still couldn't agree with a man being so cruel to a woman, especially knowing she was seriously injured. This made me say, "How can the King of the Star Kingdom not know how to cherish women? Treating a woman like this is going too far."
"Hmph, that woman offended Young Master Jue and Madam Jue, she deserves to die." Xingchen didn't expect Zixue to speak up for the person who hurt her and teach him a lesson. He was quite dissatisfied. As the ruler of a country, he would not tolerate any questioning of his personal conduct. However, he dared not break ties with Young Master Jue now, so he gave Young Master Jue face and held back his temper to say such things.
"Since it's my business, Your Majesty need not worry. But Your Majesty, you've beaten her like this, how am I supposed to do it? What if she dies and the Prime Minister pins the blame on me? I'd be so wronged!" Of course, I am proud of my own destiny. As an emperor, who doesn't have their own bottom line? An emperor wants more than just power; they also need to protect their own life. Emperors are all inherently suspicious and like to scheme against others. It's not hard for me to guess what he's up to. Indeed, if he pins the blame on me, the Prime Minister can't say or do anything and has to swallow this bitter pill. That's because of Jue. But the difference is, I don't like being schemed against, and I don't like still enjoying Jue's protection. I also don't want others to use her name to make Jue do things.
Xingchen understood the meaning behind Zixue's words, and his face turned pale for a moment, but he quickly recovered. He waved his hand to summon soldiers, and soon the soldiers brought in a group of imperial physicians. Xingchen's sharp eyes looked at me, deep and uncertain. "Is Madam Jue satisfied now?"
"Well, thank you, Your Majesty." I stood up and gave a perfunctory bow.
Xuebin didn't say anything, just sat there quietly listening to us talk. Guiyao carried Jing'er into the inner room, and I told him to stay there and guard Jing'er. Only Guiyao here made me feel at ease. It's not that Shanzhu is incompetent, but Shanzhu's martial arts are still much weaker than Guiyao's. If anything unexpected happens later, Shanzhu can help out here.
After brewing the tea, "Master" Mangosteen came in and respectfully went to the table, placing the tea in front of each person. Then she stood obediently behind me, without looking around or showing any confusion because there were more people, perfectly embodying the image of a maid.
Seeing the steaming tea, I didn't hesitate and picked up my teacup to taste it first. Xingchen and the others followed suit.
When I arrived at Jue's place, I picked up the teacup to taste it, but a gust of wind suddenly blew it away, shattering it into pieces. Jue stood unharmed beside me. I was startled. I sensed that this power was not something an ordinary person could produce. My hand trembled slightly as I gripped the hem of Jue's clothes, anxiously feeling around, hoping that Jue hadn't been hurt. Even though I tried to put my mind at ease, I couldn't let go of him. I was worried that he would get hurt. I couldn't bear to see him faint like that time. I had nothing left to protect him. I had no other pair of eyes to exchange for.
"I'm fine." Jue seemed to sense my sensitivity, pulling down my fidgeting hand and holding it tightly in his, trying to drive away my unease. I inexplicably calmed down and obediently leaned against Jue. Jue looked at the woman in his arms with doting eyes. He was pleased that she had broken through the barrier between them. His gentle eyes narrowed, and his fierce gaze shot into the shadows, causing the people in the shadows to tremble involuntarily, but they also appeared in front of everyone without hesitation.
Chapter 119
As the person in the corner appeared, several others flew in from outside the small wooden house. They were stunned when they saw Xuanqin's corpse on the ground and looked at each other. They saw the fear and timidity in each other's eyes, then regained their composure and looked at the old man in front of them.
The old man, who was calling out "Master," was slightly taken aback when he saw Xuanqin, but soon, without anyone noticing the change in his facial expression, he frowned when he saw me in Jue's arms. After letting go, he gave Zixue a deep look, looked up at Jue, and knelt down to address him.
"It seems it's time to clean things up." Jue ignored me, his hand still patting my back lightly, his tone indifferent, saying things that were completely puzzling. But just because outsiders didn't know didn't mean those who had always been under Jue's command didn't. They knew that this unauthorized action would not escape their master's punishment, but fear aside, when they were actually in front of their master, they were not just afraid, because they didn't know whose life their master would take next.
"Elder?" Others might not know who was on the other end, but I didn't. In the Blood Tower, I only had a few people around me, and that old and powerful voice could only belong to the elder.
"How is Miss Zixue?" The elder's voice was laced with pressure, because the truth was that Xuanqin's death had severed the thread through which Jue knew the truth, and I could not reveal it. The elder had also anticipated that I would not speak, which was why he was so calm. However, it would be a lie to say that the elder was not surprised. He just always preferred to ponder his thoughts in his heart and not show them. He was not surprised that Zixue had not died; he was just curious as to why this woman had become blind in just two years. He still did not recall the scheme I had set up when I saved Jue. However, this was also a good thing. He was still pleased to hear that this Miss Zixue was the Lord of the Moon Spirit. Perhaps he should be glad that he had not killed her back then.
"Can't the elder see through me?" I've always been someone who doesn't like to suffer losses, and to put it bluntly, I'm mean-spirited. I don't like to be at a disadvantage in conversation, which has made me a target of gossip in Xuebin Palace. I'm not quite sure what the elder is planning, but I can vaguely hear the joy in his words. I become wary; this elder has never been a kind person.