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Capítulo 20

It's Chengping! I never thought I'd have the chance to meet this cold, aloof man in my lifetime.

Chapter 57

Mo Li left again, pausing and glancing back at me as she went out, as if looking at a small animal that was inconvenient to carry around—it would be embarrassing to carry around, but leaving it at home would only cause trouble.

I glared back at you. Back then, you carried me around every day, flying high and low, never complaining. Now that I've mastered unparalleled lightness skills, who locked me up with a lock, causing such great danger?

Qingyi also went out, leaving only Hongyi and me in the room. She must have been fighting with someone before, as her hair was a little messy, but a beautiful woman with messy hair is even more charming. She glanced at me first, then smiled, reached out to remove the hairpin and re-tied her hair. The fierceness she had shown when she spoke through gritted teeth in front of Mo Li earlier vanished instantly.

"Little sister, thank you so much for earlier."

I don't really want to talk to her much, so I'll just turn my back on her.

"I was surprised that His Majesty cared about you before, but now I see that it's only natural that my sister is so intelligent."

She kept praising me, and although I maintained a cold expression, I was starting to feel awkward and bored. I turned around and asked her, "Have you been here for a long time?"

She smiled. "Didn't His Majesty tell you?"

"Practicing Tai Chi? I can do that too," I continued, "Three years go by quickly, don't they?"

She was taken aback. I knew I had asked the right question. After a pause, I said, "Mo Li wanted to take me back to the sect, but we were blocked halfway. I met the people sent by the elders, Chang Xian and Chang Bao."

She exclaimed, "Ah! The Chang generation."

I was secretly delighted. My elder brother had once told me why he liked beautiful women: because beautiful women don't like to use their brains and don't need to. I listened to him then, but now it seems he was right.

I continued, "But they're all dead."

I didn't say they died from infighting; even if it were the truth, there's no need to go into such detail.

The woman in red nodded, "His Excellency's divine skills are unparalleled. If it weren't for him, we wouldn't have had the chance to descend the mountain."

I sighed, "Luckily, he has unparalleled superhuman skills, otherwise finding me would have been useless."

Her eyes showed suspicion, and she finally couldn't help but ask, "Sister, could it be that you really are..."

The door was pushed open, and someone called out to her, "Red Dress!"

We turned around together, and there was a glimpse of blue at the doorway. It was the man in blue who had left with Mo Li earlier. He was staring at the woman in red with disapproval, and we didn't know how much of our conversation we had overheard.

The woman in red paused for a moment, probably realizing she'd said too much. She glanced at me again, then turned and walked away, her steps a little heavy, which made me feel slightly embarrassed.

What should I do? Everyone is playing games with me. Although I'm a go-with-the-flow kind of person, I don't want to be a fool who doesn't know anything.

The refined-looking man walked over, and I became wary of him. I quickly took a step back. The room was quite large, and my sudden retreat moved me to the other side, where I could see him across the armchair.

He opened his eyes slightly, probably thinking to himself that it should still be locked up.

We stared at each other from a distance. The woman in green took a step forward and gave me a slight bow. I assessed the situation and decided not to move. As the saying goes, when you're under someone's roof, you have to bow your head. I only have this much lightness skill, but there are hundreds of people in the manor, and everyone's cultivation is much higher than mine. Just now, the woman in red was sitting so confidently in front of me, chatting with me while tying up her hair. Do you think I could possibly do something out of the ordinary under everyone's watchful eyes?

Besides, I never intended to leave.

The man in green straightened up. I thought he was going to say something stern to me, or at least remind me that I was still under their control and should not say or do anything reckless. But he was very polite when he spoke.

"Miss, please come in."

"In the hall? Does that mean I have to go see Chengping?" I stared at him, very surprised.

Qingyi was not lying; she really led me through the corridor to the outer hall. I found the house still orderly, and the people coming and going showed no signs of panic, which struck me as odd.

I asked him, "Wasn't the outer campus bombed? Why isn't anyone planning to take cover?"

He was quite patient, speaking with a hint of a smile. "It's just the outer woods. There's a fortified area there, so ordinary people can't get in. And if it were burned, it would produce even more poisonous smoke, which is why those people retreated."

But the forest... I was sweating. Thinking about how I got here, it seemed like I had been in the carriage the whole way and hadn't had a chance to look outside at all.

"But the room I was in also burned down." I noticed the loophole and continued to ask questions.

“Oh, that one.” He wiped his nose, glanced at me, and said, “One of the thunderbolts was fired from a crossbow and landed on the outer room, burning that room down.”

I stared blankly. "Only one?" My luck is...

He nodded. "There was only one. These thunderbolts explode when they encounter gravity. They are usually thrown by people to control the force. Only that one was shot by a master with a powerful crossbow. The weapon that I saw Mr. Cheng carrying in the hall just now was most likely his."

Chengping, oh Chengping, I'm so angry!

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Chengping, Chengping, does everyone still remember him...?

Chapter 58

The man in green stopped in front of the hall and turned around. I thought he had lost something, but when I saw him turn back, I found that he had something on his face.

It was a mask, fitting well and not too ugly, but it was still a mask no matter how you looked at it.

I shook my finger and asked him, "What are you doing?"

A strange expression appeared in his eyes. "Above the Deputy Hall Master of my sect, we never show our true faces in public. Didn't you know that?"

I immediately recalled the hideous mask Mo Li wore at the Top Ten Restaurant. "Why? You're not ugly."

His lips twitched beneath the mask, but he refused to answer me.

I caught the problem again: "But none of you have ever worn a mask in front of me."

He stopped in front of the door, turned around and glanced at me. Even through the mask, I could tell that his expression was a half-smile.

He said, "Yes, no, it's not necessary."

I didn't have time to think about the meaning of Qingyi's words, because the first thing I saw after crossing the threshold was an acquaintance.

Who else could it be? Three years later, I met Chengping again.

He hadn't changed at all; he was still the same cold and aloof man, standing in the hall as straight as a javelin, showing no surprise at the sight of me.

But when I saw Mo Li sitting in the shadows wearing a mask, I couldn't help but shudder.

If the higher the rank, the uglier the mask, then I'm starting to wonder what the cult leader's mask actually looks like.

Chengping's first words were, "Ping'an, you've gotten yourself into trouble again."

I was furious and about to retort, "Who was it that almost burned me to death with a bolt of lightning?" But Mo Li left his mouth and called my name as well.

"Peace, come here."

I was stunned.

Mo Li's words, though brief, were spoken in a calm tone, subtly conveying a sense of gentleness. I felt a moment of disorientation, yet my body automatically turned towards him, ready to step forward.

But then I remembered the scene he had performed with me in the Dinghai Villa that day, and the foot I had just lifted fell back down.

Yes, that explains why Mo Li was so gentle with me. He was just putting on an act, an act for others to see.

I turned around and looked at Chengping again. Sure enough, his face was slightly gloomy and his gaze was complicated.

In that instant, I desperately wanted to remove Mo Li's mask and say to Cheng Ping, "Look, look who I've found!" But I also knew that at this moment, in this hall, it was something I could never do. Even if I could, the person behind that mask would only be Mo Li, not my Ji Feng.

Upon realizing this, I felt a deep sadness in my heart, and my limbs felt heavy; I simply stopped moving.

Cheng Ping stopped looking at me and spoke again, “Right Envoy Mo, Ping An is a young and ignorant girl from Qingcheng. She did not know what she was doing and was punished by Right Envoy Mo. She has been bothering us for so long. Now the Alliance Leader has ordered us to take her back and keep her under strict control. Please let her go, Right Envoy Mo.”

Before Mo Li could answer, Qingyi replied with a smile, "Mr. Cheng is so polite in his words, but his actions are quite different. He entered the manor without a visiting card and instead set fire to the woodland outside the manor, and even the left wing was not spared."

Cheng Ping smiled, though he wasn't wearing a mask, his smile was still convincing. "Well, the woods outside your manor are heavily fortified. The brothers who arrived first were in a hurry and accidentally triggered a trap, getting lost in the maze. The others were anxious to save people and, in their haste, acted too forcefully, causing damage to the woods. I hope the Right Envoy will forgive them. The invitation is here with me. As for the left wing, I saw the emergency when I arrived and made a mistake. I apologize to the Right Envoy for that." He then bowed deeply.

Someone beside me was laughing sweetly. It was a woman in red, also wearing a mask, but her glances still revealed a seductive charm.

"The left wing room is one thing, but Mr. Cheng's mistake almost burned our little darling Ping An. Sister, don't you think so?"

She turned to look at me as she spoke, smiling broadly. I was speechless, unaware that I had become her "little darling," and as for the word "sister," I had no idea where to begin.

Chengping was taken aback after hearing this. His gaze swept over me, as if seeking confirmation. I was naturally angry, and although I knew he didn't mean it, I still glared at him. His face became even more unpleasant. His lips moved, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't... He simply took out a white visiting card with gold trim, held it up with both hands, and presented it smoothly.

Cheng Ping's internal strength was astonishing. This thin paper invitation card, after being released from his hand, flew towards Mo Li like a piece of iron, accompanied by a piercing wind. It flashed past my eyes and was about to pierce Mo Li's body.

My heart was pounding in my throat. I took a deep breath and leaped towards him, only to see Mo Li sitting upright in place. With a flick of his hand, the invitation card froze in mid-air, then steadily moved forward and landed perfectly in his outstretched hand.

I know that those with profound internal strength can pluck leaves and flowers like sharp weapons, but it is easy to inject internal energy into a thin object and make it fly out quickly. However, it is extremely difficult to use internal energy to stop it and make it fall at a steady speed. At least I, a disciple of Qingcheng who is not worthy of the name, was dumbfounded. But my body was already in mid-air, and I could not pretend that I had never jumped. Just as I was feeling annoyed, a force suddenly came from my waist, and I fell down right next to Mo Li.

The entire process of sending, receiving, and landing happened in an instant. As soon as I stood up, people below the hall cheered loudly. They were Mo Li's subordinates, not the people from Fei Li Manor.

Cheng Ping spoke again, saying, "Right Envoy, your skills are excellent!" He then bowed to Mo Li, his expression becoming much more solemn, with a hint of admiration in his eyes.

Cheng Ping was not present during Mo Li's battle with Wen De. Cheng Ping was confident in his profound skills and never took those around him seriously. I had known this for several years. It was rare to see him with such an expression, so I couldn't help but want to take another look. As I looked down, I saw Mo Li's scarlet robe right next to me, smooth as water in the light and shadow.

I suddenly recalled a scene from many years ago, and my fingers involuntarily slipped down. But the hem of the garment seemed to have a life of its own, moving without wind, and instantly slipped through my fingers. When I looked up, I saw Mo Li's eyes behind the hideous mask flash across my face, his gaze unfathomable, and I wondered what he was thinking.

My face flushed; I knew it without even looking.

Oh no! Back then, I could never resist his rare smile. But three years have passed, and not only have I not improved at all, I've regressed. I can't even resist a single glance from him.

Mo Li glanced down at the visiting card. The white card contained only a few words that flashed by. He closed it and asked again, "Mr. Cheng, you brought your people here, just for peace?"

Cheng Ping nodded, "I came here only for peace. As for other matters, the Alliance Leader has not yet given instructions, and Cheng Ping dares not make decisions on his own."

"You came on behalf of Wende, but where are the others?" Mo Li asked in return.

Cheng Ping frowned slightly when he heard him address Wen De by his name, and then raised his voice to reply, "Alliance Leader Wen is already down the mountain. I am only here on his behalf to deliver this visiting card."

Master is here too? Then why didn't he come out to take charge before? Instead, he let a bunch of idiots burn down the forest? I looked up sharply. Cheng Ping was still standing in the middle of the hall, his body straight, not looking at me, his gaze fixed on Mo Li.

I pondered for a moment, and then I realized that Chengjiazhuang was located in a remote area, and it was not easy for Chengping to come out. Even if he sent a message by carrier pigeon, it would take several days to travel back and forth. If he came with my master, then the person who burned down the woodland in front of the village must have been someone else. I wonder who did this thankless forced march.

Since Master has come, I should at least go and explain a few words to him. Thinking of this, I was about to speak to Mo Li, but unexpectedly he stood up and laughed loudly.

“Good! I had a hasty battle with Wende that day and didn’t get to enjoy it to the fullest. Now that he’s here, we must have another match.” As he spoke, his gaze went straight out of the manor. The sky was overcast and the light in the hall was dim, but when he looked like that, it seemed as if a shimmering light flashed across his eyes.

Cheng Ping nodded, "That's excellent. May I ask when and where the Right Envoy wishes to arrange a meeting?"

Mo Li raised his hand, and Qing Feng immediately rushed over with writing materials, placing them all on a flat plate. Mo Li picked up his brush and quickly wrote two lines on the visiting card.

I stood right next to him, and he didn't avoid me. I glanced down at him and saw a bold, powerful stroke that read: "Respectfully presented to Mr. Wen, we will meet tomorrow at noon at Tianshuiping outside Feilizhuang."

After Mo Li finished writing, he threw down the pen and handed it to Qingyi. Qingyi took it and floated towards Chengping. Without any visible steps, he arrived in front of Chengping in just two steps and said with a smile.

"Mr. Cheng, our entire estate has arranged a gathering with your esteemed alliance tomorrow. If we are fortunate enough to have the opportunity to exchange ideas with you, we would be grateful for your guidance."

Cheng Ping accepted the visiting card, clasped his hands in greeting to Mo Li, and said, "Then I shall take my leave now. See you tomorrow, and may you be well..." When he mentioned my name, his gaze turned and swept between Mo Li and me, a hint of hesitation in his voice.