Before Dugu Luoxue could refuse, Jiang Shouzhong scurried over to the woman and began pressing her shoulders.
As he pressed, his garnt inadvertently opened slightly, the delicate fabric gently swaying as if it were the surface of a lake rippling under the moonlight, faintly revealing the snowy skin above the undergarnt she wore.
Dugu Luoxue hesitated for a mont but ultimately said nothing.
Jiang Shouzhong, recalling the current situation in Qingzhou, casually asked, "Master, if a riot were to break out in Qingzhou, would you choose to leave or stay and save those people?"
"Fate is determined by heaven. If I feel like saving them, I will; if not, I won’t."
Dugu Luoxue spoke in an even tone.
Like her, a master of her level, just like Li Guanshi, pursued fate and regarded all beings as insignificant, devoid of a saint’s heart of great compassion and suffering relief.
Even though she was half a saint of Confucianism.
Jiang Shouzhong murmured, "I have a premonition that this place will turn into a river of blood; it all depends on whether Mr. Yuan can resolve it in ti."
...
Jinse Xie.
In the room, Liu Wuxu was gently pressing a hot towel against the cheek swollen by Jiang Shouzhong.
Her expression was cold, showing no sign of anger.
Suddenly, a shadow flickered in the room.
A man wearing a bamboo hat appeared.
"Are you alright?"
The man asked with concern.
Liu Wuxu lightly shook her head, self-mockingly saying, "I thought he would co to settle accounts with earlier."
"Why didn’t Wan Yan Wu Hai let his hidden followers save you!?"
The bamboo-hatted man clenched his fist, his tone angry.
Liu Wuxu laughed, "We use him, and he uses us; it’s all a matter of needing each other. As long as I’m not dead, not to ntion a slap, even if Jiang Mo were to strip my clothes and parade through the streets, he wouldn’t let the hidden n intervene."
The bamboo-hatted man coldly snorted, "Is he not afraid that I will renounce my promise if I no longer raise troops?"
Liu Wuxu’s gaze turned toward the flickering candlelight, speaking somberly, "At this point, do we have any way out?"
The bamboo-hatted man was silent for a while, then slowly said, "Why choose Lu Renjia? That wasn’t the plan."
Liu Wuxu helplessly said, "It was Wan Yan Wu Hai’s decision. Jiang Mo’s threat is too great, he needed to eliminate him early. However, it seems that even the internal guards can’t defeat him now, perhaps this is becoming more complicated."
"At least it proves that Jiang Mo is not heartless or unrighteous,"
the bamboo-hatted man said faintly, "A person’s greatest weakness is caring for soone. Once you care for soone, others can easily manipulate you."
Liu Wuxu gave a slight smile, "Just like you."
"I have no regrets," the bamboo-hatted man said as he gently touched Liu Wuxu’s swollen cheek, speaking softly,
"Since I chose you, what does it matter if I live my life as a puppet? After all is done, I’ll be the executioner for you, even if it ans going to hell."
Whoosh!
Just then, a dark shadow swept into the room.
The newcor was a grey-robed elder.
He glanced at the two in the room and spoke flatly, "The plan must be moved up, we’re starting the day after tomorrow."
Both were startled.
The bamboo-hatted man frowned, "Why the sudden change?"
The grey-robed elder said coldly, "Didn’t you hear the explosion just now from the Su Family? Soone broke into the inner parts of the Shura Altar in Asura City and shattered a glass lamp. The plan can only be moved forward. The young master has already sent people to chase and kill."
Upon hearing this, Liu Wuxu’s expression changed drastically, "Was the array platform affected?"
"Don’t worry, they can’t get in."
The elder looked at her and asked, "The young master asked to inquire about that Jiang Yi fellow. Can he be trusted?"
Hearing the array platform was unaffected, Liu Wuxu breathed a sigh of relief.
She hesitated for a mont, then said softly, "I am not completely sure, but there’s an eighty percent chance."
The elder raised his eyebrows, scoffing, "Eighty percent is enough, we’re just using him to pull Wanshou Mountains and Rivers into the fray. Let those scholars from Dazhou see, their holy land would also cooperate with us barbarians from the south,"
"Who were those who broke into the Shura Altar?" the bamboo-hatted man curiously asked.
The elder replied flatly, "Two won, one of whom was severely injured. I really don’t know how they managed to find that place and discover the secret passage."
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