"Alright, Princess, rember to be careful. After all, this is not Northern Ming," the old woman, Ms Gui, said.
Luan Xiaoyao nodded faintly, not paying much attention. Her steps remained light and brisk.
At this mont, a silver-tongued voice echoed from behind, exuding full confidence. "Little girl, this young master is tired today. I'll trouble you to help relax my muscles and bones, shall I?"
Wu Yuan slowly walked out from behind the stone pillar, a greedy desire unmistakably displayed on his face.
Hearing his words, both Luan Xiaoyao and Ms Gui were stunned.
Turning around to look, they saw a wastrel who hadn't even built a foundation and had no cultivation.
He was dressed like a standard wasteful dandy.
"Outrageous, do you know who you're talking to?" Ms Gui sternly exclaid.
Wu Yuan sneered, "Old bag of bones, stop pretending here. I'm the kind of person that can make the entire capital shake with just a stomp of my foot!"
"I advise you to roll away quickly, or I'll dismantle your old bones!"
Ms Gui: "!!"
Since becoming a servant of the Northern Ming royal family, when was the last ti she had been addressed like this?
Old bag of bones?
Ms Gui's eyes turned exceptionally gloomy. Her palm transford into a claw, ready to tear Wu Yuan apart directly.
However, Luan Xiaoyao stopped her at this mont, and a trace of interest appeared on her charming little face.
"You claim that you can make the entire capital shake with a stomp of your foot? Do you know where the Tianji Pavilion Consecrator is?"
Luan Xiaoyao asked.
"Hehe, I'll tell you after we're done!" Wu Yuan signaled with his eyes.
The nearby servant, rubbing his hands together eagerly, approached step by step, ready to capture the twin-tailed little girl in broad daylight.
Wu Yuan grinned, "Rest assured, after we're done, I won't take your lives. As long as you obediently comply, it'll be fine."
"Speaking of which, I'm not interested in a yellow-haired girl with poor developnt like you. But unfortunately, I've been too stressed lately. I had no choice, bla your bad luck!"
After saying this, the faint interest on Luan Xiaoyao's little face imdiately turned into a cold expression.
Poor developnt...
"Ms Gui, cripple his four legs!" Luan Xiaoyao said calmly, not needing to personally take action.
The old woman behind her moved like a ghost!
The approaching servant hadn't reacted yet, and he already heard the miserable screams of his young master behind him!
"Ah!!"
"You, you..."
In just an instant, Wu Yuan's hands and feet were bent backward, a pool of blood stained the area beneath him, and several ribs in front were broken.
This was much worse than being beaten by Zhongren!
In just an instant, Wu Yuan's hands and feet were bent backward, a pool of blood stained the area beneath him, and several ribs in front were broken! This was much worse than being beaten by Zhongren!
A direct and decisive conclusion!
Seeing this scene, the servant was stunned for a mont. Then he let out a scream, almost losing his soul!
"Which force from the Great Jing are you?" Luan Xiaoyao asked in a cold voice.
"W-We are from Wu Wei Residence, General Wu Wei's family. He, he is General Wu Wei's son..."
The servant staggered and collapsed, emitting a pungent sll of urine. He had indeed been frightened to the point of wetting himself.
"Ugh, I really want to feed you to my Soul-Culling Umbrella right now." Luan Xiaoyao expressed her disdain, wrinkling her nose.
However, after giving it so thought, she continued, "Well, here's the deal. Go and call your master. Tell him we'll exchange his son for the secrets of the Tianji Pavilion Consecrator. I'll let you go to deliver the ssage!"
"This..." The servant was sweating cold bullets.
Knowing the whereabouts of the Tianji Pavilion Consecrator was sothing even the female Emperor of the Jing Nation probably didn't know. How could Wu Fan possibly know?
"Huh? Don't tell your master doesn't know?" Luan Xiaoyao frowned.
"He knows, he knows!" The servant dared not say he didn't know.
The strange red umbrella was already placed next to his neck!
"Then hurry back and let him know. If he doesn't co within the ti it takes for an incense stick to burn, I'll sink this guy in the Changting River." Luan Xiaoyao ordered.
"Yes, yes!"
The servant crawled away in a hurry.
At this mont, Ms Gui spoke up, "Princess, these people... don't seem to know about the Tianji Pavilion Consecrator."
"Who cares, I'm just bored anyway," Luan Xiaoyao said, giving a kick to the unconscious Wu Yuan. "It's best if they know, but even if they don't, they won't dare to harm . Even if this matter reaches the female Emperor of the Jing Nation, it doesn't matter!"
...
Wu Fan's Residence!
In the backyard, dozens of night operatives wearing black clothes and straw hats had gathered.
Leading them were Fang Yun and Yin Liang.
They were here to assassinate Sima Qin.
Just this evening, they had just found out that Sima Qin had returned to his Residence. Striking now would surely result in a guaranteed kill!
"General Wu, we're about to set out. Please wait quietly in the Residence for the good news of the Great Chancellor's assassination!" Fang Yun said with a faint smile.
Wu Fan responded with a smile and clasped his fists, "General Wu has arranged a feast in the Residence, awaiting the good news from you two!"
After saying this, as the door opened, the night operatives were about to leave and blend into the dark night.
At this mont!
A panicked and sharp scream halted their steps!
"General! Sothing bad has happened to the general's son! He has been crippled and taken away!"
A servant who had rushed back, running frantically, stumbled and crashed into the room, falling in front of Wu Fan.
Wu Fan's face changed!
"What happened? Wasn't my son in the Residence!?"
"How could he be taken away and crippled?" Wu Fan roared like thunder.
This incident occurred at a critical mont!
And it sounded very serious. He was nearly frantic!
"He's been crippled..." The servant weakly uttered.
"Ah!!"
Wu Fan threw him to the ground.
"Lead the way! We're going now to see who dared to harm my son!" Wu Fan shouted with raised arms!
At this mont, Fang Yun ca over and grabbed his hand, advising in a low voice, "General Wu, our assassination plan is already in motion. We can't go and save Wu Yuan now!"
"What should I do, let my son die?" Wu Fan only had one son. Even if he was a waste, he had to save him first!
At this mont, the servant had doubts in his heart. In reality, Wu Yuan might already be dead...
"How about this, tonight, I'll go with General to rescue the young master. Brother Yin Liang will lead the night operatives for the assassination. The defense of the Great Chancellor's Residence is likely lax, and it should be successful even without ."
Fang Yun confidently suggested.
Yin Liang hesitated for a mont after hearing this. Although he felt a bit uncomfortable, given the urgency of the situation and having received double the paynt, he could only nod faintly.
"Alright! Then I'll trouble Young Master Fang to co with !"
"Afterward, General Wu will definitely reward you generously!"
Wu Fan clasped his fists.
Guided by the servant, the two of them left the backyard ahead of ti.
anwhile, under Yin Liang's leadership, the group of night operatives swiftly moved along the walls in the direction of the Great Chancellor's Residence!
...
Great Chancellor's Residence, brightly lit!
Sima Qin's residence was not large. It had three entrances and exits, similar to the house Gu Lan bought: three courtyards in total, divided into front and back yards.
He was sitting in the study at the back of the yard, handling official docunts.
At a certain mont, Sima Qin heard the faint noises of footsteps on the roof tiles.
He didn't panic. Instead, he lifted the teacup, took a sip, and calmly looked at the morials on his desk, revealing a faintly aningful smile.
"Take action!"
On the roof ridge, Yin Liang shouted loudly.
Dozens of night operatives suddenly descended into the front yard, breaking through the tiles and windows, instantly surrounding Sima Qin, who was sitting peacefully by the lamp!
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