The letter warned the master to be wary of the Celestial Immortal Sect, saying that the sect was very likely related to Qiao Xiuyuan, and that the sect could not have spread in Ganzhou without the indulgence of the local government.

Therefore, the princess guessed that Prince Jing might have rebellious intentions.

These masters had already thought of this, so they weren't sighing because of the contents of the letter.

Instead, he sighed because there was nothing else in the letter.

After all, the princess didn't write about anything private except for official business.

"My lord, perhaps the princess was afraid of distracting you, which is why she didn't write anything. However, the fact that she wrote this letter to you is enough to show how much she cares about you."

Xiao Ce felt that he was becoming more and more able to get to the point, and he was also becoming more and more able to understand the relationship between his master and the princess.

Unexpectedly, Ye Ziyu said coldly, "Do you need to tell me? I know how much Xi'er cares for me! Tonight, you continue to keep an eye on Zheng Yi and that Xian'er!"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Ce felt like crying.

He was a passionate young man, and he couldn't stand watching Zheng Yi and that Xian'er do *that* kind of thing all day long, especially since that Xian'er was so alluring…

"My lord, I only said that because I saw you sighing and wanted to comfort you. How could you treat me like this!"

Ye Zeyu raised an eyebrow. "How have I treated you? The Celestial Immortal Sect is likely to take action tonight. If you're afraid of dying, send someone else."

After passing through Daliu Village, we arrived at the border of Ganzhou.

At Zheng Yi's insistence, Ye Zeyu agreed to rest for one night in Daliu Village and set off again the next day.

There wasn't a single willow tree in Daliu Village, but it was surrounded by lush greenery. After a quick glance around the village, Ye Zeyu sneered inwardly.

This forest is so dense that it could easily hide dozens of people.

"Bring all this delicious food to me! And bring me a few buckets of hot water; I want to take a bath!"

As soon as Zheng Yi got off the carriage, he began to give orders to the villagers of Daliu Village. Although his attitude was arrogant, he was generous and threw out two silver ingots.

The villagers were delighted to see the silver. They squatted down, picked it up, and then hurriedly said with smiles that they would go and make preparations.

The other villagers warmly arranged accommodations for Ye Zeyu and his group.

Ye Zeyu and his group watched the villagers of Daliu Village bustling about without showing any emotion, but they were on high alert.

As night fell and all was quiet, more than thirty men dressed in black emerged from the surrounding woods.

However, as soon as they entered the village, torches were lit, and then the thirty-odd men in black were surrounded by Ye Zeyu's dozen or so guards.

The leader of the men in black was shocked. He looked at Ye Ziyu, who was standing in the distance wearing a mask, and his hand holding the steel knife trembled slightly.

"You...you guys are alright?!"

Ye Zeyu ignored the other party and instead slightly raised his hand. The dozen or so guards surrounding him immediately took action and, in a short while, killed all thirty-odd men in black, leaving no survivors.

Looking at the corpses scattered on the ground, Ye Ziyu slowly walked to Xian'er, whose hands and feet were tied and mouth was gagged.

The firelight illuminated Ye Zeyu's black gold mask, giving it an eerie glow, and the shadow cast by his tall figure enveloped Xian'er entirely.

Xian'er looked up at Ye Zeyu, her delicate body trembling uncontrollably, her eyes filled with fear.

Ye Ziyu didn't bend down or reach out; instead, he kicked the rag stuffed in Xian'er's mouth with his foot.

This kick knocked out two of Xian'er's front teeth, leaving her face covered in blood. She looked extremely disheveled, with no trace of her previous pitiful appearance.

"ah!…"

Zheng Yi, who was also bound hand and foot and gagged, saw Xian'er rolling on the ground in pain and trembled with fear, feeling a slight urge to urinate.

Ye Ziyu is such a terrifying jinx!

After dealing with Xian'er, will Ye Ziyu come after him...?

"Ugh! Waaah!..."

Zheng Yi knelt on the ground, shaking his head desperately and sobbing, trying to beg Ye Zeyu to let him go.

But his actions only made Ye Zeyu's aura even colder.

"If you don't want to die, you'd better behave yourself."

Upon hearing this, Zheng Yi was so frightened that he turned into a quail and dared not make a sound.

As Xian'er gradually recovered from the pain, she looked up at Ye Zeyu and said hatefully, "Ye Zeyu, just kill me! You're a demon crawled out of hell!"

She realized that perhaps death was the best outcome for her now.

But Ye Ziyu said coldly, "Want to die? Not so easy."

Do you know about ferrous sulfate oil?

As soon as Ye Ziyu finished speaking, Xiao Ce took out a porcelain bottle from his pocket. The moment he opened the cork, a pungent smell wafted out.

Just as Xian'er was wondering what was going on, Xiao Ce poured out the small porcelain bottle, and a drop of green alum oil dripped onto Xian'er's hand, causing her to let out another shrill scream.

"ah!…"

Ye Zeyu's gaze was calm as he said softly, "They say a woman's hands are her second face. If this green alum oil were to drip onto your face, do you know what would happen?"

"You've heard of Bai Mengying, haven't you? You've probably also heard about her feud with the Marquis of Anyang's family. But do you know how Qiao Xiuyuan treated her?"

"Qiao Xiuyuan rescued Bai Mengying from the Ministry of Justice prison, branded her face with a red-hot iron mask, and then threw her into a dark alley in the East Market of Jingdong, where she became a prostitute. For just one coin, she could spend the night with the once high and mighty Princess Chang Le."

"However, allowing Bai Mengying to receive only ten people a day is a bit too few."

"It seems that Marquis Anyang's arrangement is to run this business long-term, for fear that Bai Mengying will get tired."

"I must say, the Marquis of Anyang has really thought things through very thoroughly."

Ye Ziyu spoke calmly, but his words stirred up a storm in Xian'er's heart.

"...This is all Bai Mengying's own fault!"

Xian'er said hatefully, and then tried to lower her head to eat the stones on the ground, preparing to swallow them and commit suicide.

But as soon as he made a move, Ye Zeyu kicked him again.

This kick was merciless, causing Xian'er to cry out in pain once again.

"I've said it before, dying isn't easy!"

"However, if you can honestly confess everything, I might consider giving you a quick death. Otherwise, Bai Mengying will suffer the same fate as you!"

"After all, when it comes to tormenting people, I am no match for Marquis Anyang. I should learn a thing or two from Marquis Anyang!"

Seeing that Xian'er was biting her lip tightly and still showed no intention of speaking, Ye Zeyu sneered: "Hmph! You think Qiao Xiuyuan treats you like a human being? Believe it or not, now that your plan has failed, the person who wants you dead the most is not me, but Qiao Xiuyuan!"

Upon hearing this, Xian'er looked at Ye Zeyu in disbelief.

Ye Ziyu actually knew she was the Marquis's person!