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Chapitre 122

The tent was really small. A piece of animal skin mat on the ground took up a third of the space. The other two-thirds, apart from a square table, were filled with bottles and jars. Among the bottles and jars, there were some powders or liquids, and it was unclear what they were. The tent also smelled strange.

On the animal skin mat, a man in black lay on his side, facing inwards, with only his broad back exposed, fast asleep.

At his feet, a maid-like girl was curled up, hugging a pillow, her mouth wide open, drool dripping from her lips, her face blank and indifferent—clearly the signs of being under the influence of a sleeping potion.

The two who entered were relieved. The petite and slender woman even ripped off the black veil covering her face, let out a soft sigh, and chuckled, "I was so bored. This thing is really no fun."

The veil was pulled off, revealing a face with curved eyebrows and a smiling expression—it was none other than Qingyan.

The other person, seeing her pull off her veil, was taken aback and pulled it off as well. "Chief, what are you doing? Let's hurry. This person is very strange, and his martial arts are extremely high. Even though we used top-grade sleeping incense, we don't know how long it will keep him under control. What if he wakes up..."

"Relax." Qingyan waved her hand dismissively and laughed, "This was made by my master. Even if he's not in the tent, as long as he smells it, even if he's a monster, it will be bewitching him for a while." As she spoke, she glanced disdainfully at the person lying on his side, "Jin San, go see what he looks like, do you recognize him?"

Kim San nodded, took a few steps forward, and turned the man in black over.

Chapter 271: Who exactly is he?

An unfamiliar face, with ordinary features, but a hint of sinister and sharpness lurked between its brows and eyes, and a gloomy expression that was frightening even in a dream.

Qingyan frowned and stared for a while. Who was this person? What was his relationship with Yuwen Ke?

Qingyan looked up at Jin San, who shook his head with a grave expression. "I wonder who this person is? I noticed he's been paying close attention to the gang leader, secretly following him several times, seemingly trying to find out his background. Gang leader, this person is too dangerous. Perhaps we..."

He made an execution gesture.

Qingyan laughed, "No need. Hmm, let him try to find out my background. I want to see what he can find out." Besides, he is Yuwen Ke's man after all.

"Are we just going to let him go like this?" Kim Jong-un was unwilling.

"Of course not." Qingyan chuckled. How could that be? Anyone who dared to mess with her would never come out unscathed. She raised her hand, a golden pill spinning rapidly in her palm. Placing the pill in Jin San's hand, Qingyan raised an eyebrow.

Kim Jong-un understood and smiled.

He put the pill into the man's mouth, turned around, took a glass of water from the table, and poured the pill down his throat.

"Let's go." Qingyan clapped her hands.

Mission accomplished! No matter how dangerous this guy is, I'm not afraid anymore. Hehe. She smugly stepped out of the tent. After only a few steps, she suddenly stopped, hesitated for a moment, walked to a corner, reached out and picked up a bottle, opened it, sniffed it, and her expression immediately changed.

"What's wrong, Boss?" Jin Sanjing asked.

Qingyan suddenly turned around, her sharp gaze fixed on the animal skin cushion.

The animal hide mat was empty; the man in black, who must have been drugged and poisoned, was long gone. Jin San was shocked and quickly drew his soft sword, shielding Qing Yan.

A cold laugh rang out from the tent entrance, "This young lady reacts quickly."

"Of course, of course." Qingyan clapped her hands and smiled. "You little devil are not bad either."

"Little demon?" Jin San's face turned deathly pale, and he involuntarily took a few steps back.

The man in black had a gloomy face and cold eyes. He stared at Qingyan and slowly said, "Miss, there's no need for you to cry wolf. The demonic aura on you is probably even stronger than mine."

Qingyan said gently, "So you're admitting it then?"

Her voice was as clear as a nightingale's, and she appeared cheerful, but inside she couldn't help feeling anxious.

This person is certainly not a demon, but the liquid in the bottle just now definitely had a strong demonic aura. Who—just who is he?!

Chapter 272: Little Demon

The man in black stared coldly at Qingyan, remaining silent.

"Don't you mind being slandered as a little demon?" Qingyan crossed her arms and chuckled lazily. "By the way, you're also one of Yuwen Ke's subordinates, aren't you? Let me introduce myself. Well, my name is Lin Ran. I am the only one in the entire world, a young man of exceptional talent, intelligence, and beauty, unparalleled in history and beyond. I am the Left Prime Minister of Heaven, a man who, contemplating the vastness of the universe, sheds tears of melancholy."

Kim Jong-un stumbled, but quickly regained his balance. The man in black's lips twitched almost imperceptibly, and his face darkened.

"Hey, I already said it, it's your turn to speak. Who are you? What's your name?" Qingyan continued, smiling.

The man in black glanced at her coldly. His gaze swept almost imperceptibly over her entire body. Was this the real her? Lively and spirited, clear and bright, cunning and clever, cheerful and confident, her eyes radiant with brilliance and light.

That makes sense, no wonder.

"If you're not going to talk, then I'll call you Little Demon. By the way, Little Demon, what are all these bottles and jars of yours?" Qingyan lazily fiddled with the things in her hands, seemingly indifferent.

Standing beside her, Jin San clearly saw several strands of powder quietly slip into her palm, mix together, and then turn a purplish-black color. His brow twitched slightly, and he knew that the gang leader had synthesized another extremely potent poison powder in a very short time, which reassured him somewhat.

Cough cough cough... This little demon?!

The man in black's lips twitched violently, his face contorted for a moment, his eyes shifting, and he spoke in a gloomy voice, "Left Prime Minister? Hehehe, young lady, your identity is unknown, your origins are suspicious. You disguised yourself as a man, infiltrated Tianxing, deliberately approached the Crown Prince, and seduced the master to obtain this position of Left Prime Minister. What exactly is your purpose?!"

Unidentified, suspicious origins... Infiltrated the Heavenly Path... Seducing the Master...

Qingyan and Jin San exchanged a glance, both of them amused.

Qingyan clapped her hands and sighed, "Little demon, I must say, you really have an imagination. But I'm curious, if I'm dressed as a man, how could I possibly seduce the master? Are you implying that your crown prince was born a homosexual? Tsk tsk tsk..." Qingyan looked at him with pity, "If he knew you were saying this about him, I wonder how he would react?"

"I doubt he'll be very happy, will he?" Qingyan pouted, a smug look on her face. Her sidelong glance at him was utterly infuriating.

The man in black's face contorted, his breathing becoming heavy and labored, his chest heaving. After a long while, he forced himself to take a few deep breaths and said calmly, "You don't need to use your words. I'll just ask you, what is your purpose in deliberately getting close to the Crown Prince? And what exactly did you do to him?"

As he spoke, a sharp, murderous light suddenly flashed in his eyes, and the air instantly turned as cold as winter.

Chapter 273: You Dare to Hurt Her

Qingyan's heart skipped a beat, and a sense of fear she had never felt before suddenly arose.

What did he do to the Crown Prince? —What does this mean? Could it be that he discovered his master's existence? ... Demon soup... What did he intend to do with the demon soup?! ... What did Yuwen Ke do?!