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After quickly changing his clothes, he took the candlestick and went out.

"Boss, what do you think? The stunning Prime Minister must be incredibly beautiful, right?" the men guarding the two sides asked lewdly.

Yu Zhou chuckled and nodded. He walked out, completely unconcerned.

Yu Zhou surveyed the surroundings and discovered that it was a deserted village. It was guarded from the front and back, and he had to get out before dawn, otherwise it would be difficult to leave once they discovered the switch.

"Dark Shadow, come here~" A ghostly voice sounded from Yu Zhou's left front, and Yu Zhou's body stiffened. He unconsciously looked ahead.

"Why are you dawdling around when Lord Darkness sent you here?" Hongxi urged impatiently.

What came into Yu Zhou's view was a man of imposing stature, with black hair trailing to the ground, casually dressed in a pale blue robe, and an undeniable aura of kingly authority emanating from his silver mask. He appeared quite eerie.

A mask that even the eyes cannot see. What she's thinking remains a mystery. The woman in red is alluring and captivating, her crimson attire exuding an unyielding arrogance that can never be underestimated.

Yu Zhou knew that he was You Ming, that cruel person.

Just as he hesitated, Youming spoke again: "Dark Shadow."

Yu Zhou was jolted awake and immediately walked towards You Ming, thinking, "Let's give it a shot."

"Hongxi, you go down first. I have something to ask Anyou." Youming's deep and unpredictable voice made Yu Zhou unconsciously feel a sense of oppression. This voice...

"Yes, I understand." Hongxi obeyed and withdrew.

An eerie atmosphere began. Yu Zhou felt as if he had thorns in his back, unable to breathe; the aura and tone seemed to see right through him. But Yu Zhou told himself to stay calm.

"How is he?"

"Him? Is it me?" Yu Zhou didn't dare to answer rashly, mimicking An You's tone, "The same as before." He didn't say another word. But as soon as he finished speaking, Yu Zhou felt uncomfortable all over, because You Ming had fallen silent, and Yu Zhou's palms began to sweat profusely.

"Okay, that's good!" He seemed somewhat relaxed, but there was something intriguing about him. It took Youming a long time to say this.

"Then I'll take my leave," Yu Zhou asked tentatively.

Without any hesitation, Youming's cold tone became completely flat.

Just as Yu Zhou was about to turn and leave, You Ming's ghostly voice began again: "Wait a moment." Yu Zhou's whole body stiffened, and his heartstrings tightened. He even became very careful with his breathing. Soft footsteps gradually approached.

[Dynasty Storm: Arrested]

"You're not An You, who are you?" Youming's tone shifted abruptly, her fingers hooking around Yu Zhou's neck, pressing down hard. "It's you!" When Yu Zhou's eyes met Youming's, a hint of shock appeared. Although her grip loosened considerably, she didn't release Yu Zhou.

“You know who I am.” Yu Zhou no longer imitated An You’s way of speaking.

Youming gave a cold laugh and said sarcastically, "Yu Zhou, who doesn't know the peerless prime minister?" His calloused fingers lifted Yu Zhou's veil. The veil slowly fell to the ground.

Yu Zhou coldly said, "Since that's the case, Lord of Fengyu Tower, let's not beat around the bush."

"Fine! The fact that Prime Minister Yu is wearing dark clothes means he can't agree to our conditions." Youming's tone was cold, but he lowered his hand.

Yu Zhou rubbed his neck uncomfortably.

He raised his eyes and asked, "What do you want to do?"

Looking at the brightening sky, Youming laughed and said, "Since you won't agree to our conditions, then I'll have to trouble Prime Minister Yu." Youming quickly pressed Yu Zhou's pressure points.

"Is this all the tricks the Lord of Fengyu Tower can use?" Yu Zhou sneered. She didn't believe that Youming wouldn't get angry.

Youming pinched Yuzhou's chin and said, "Tsk tsk, Yuxiang's claws are quite formidable, but I, Youming, am no pushover either."

Youming teased Yuzhou with great interest.

"I'd be happy to oblige." Yu Zhou smiled with utmost allure.

"Guards, take our peerless prime minister away," Youming said quietly, releasing Yu Zhou's chin.

"My lord, what should we do now?" Hongxi asked Youming. Youming's fingers, honed by years of martial arts training, lightly brushed across Hongxi's cheek, then he looked up at the sky and said, "Proceed according to the original plan. Take Shuiyue first."

“Yes,” Hongxi said, blushing.

Everything was proceeding slowly under his will. No one could have imagined that this person would have another side to him! Youming gently removed his mask and looked down at him with a cold smile.

Yu Zhou was locked up again, this time with steel shackles.

"That damned Zhun, I've sent out countless signals already," Yu Zhou complained, looking at the sky outside. He still hadn't seen any image of Zhun.

What to do now? I don't know any martial arts skills, so I might not be able to escape.

"Was it waiting for this little thing?" Youming leaned against the wall, holding what looked like a chicken in his hand. The poor eagle was reduced to the appearance of a little chick, destined to be hung upside down for Yu Zhou to see.

"No," Yu Zhou stubbornly insisted.

Youming said with some smugness, "Sigh! This little thing is very greedy. I thought it would be difficult to deal with, but I didn't expect to be satisfied with just a rabbit. It's not as hard to deal with as its owner." He kept slurping.

As expected, it was because of food; Yu Zhou had guessed it long ago.

“Yu Zhou seems bored. How about I let this little thing keep you company?” You Ming quickly tossed Zhun into Yu Zhou’s arms. A few eagle feathers flew around as Zhun pitifully nestled into Yu Zhou’s embrace.

"How pitiful." Youming clapped his hands. He looked at Zhun, who subconsciously shrank his neck.

Yu Zhou couldn't help but roll his eyes. He had never been this afraid of her, her master. Yet, Youming turned into a little chick the first time she met someone. Couldn't she have some self-respect?

"Yu Zhou, how are you..." You Ming squatted down again, looking at Yu Zhou's exquisite little face, and Zhun, who had already huddled up in a ball. Zhun once again shamelessly hid under Yu Zhou.

"No way," Yu Zhou said impatiently.

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