Zhuo Cong and his two sworn brothers weren't much better off.

Because their internal energy had inexplicably weakened, they had to exert tremendous effort to cushion their fall. By the time they reached the bottom of the cliff, their clothes were tattered and they were covered in bruises.

"Brother, what happened?" The two sworn brothers and the few surviving underlings looked at Zhuo Cong with bewildered and lingering fear.

Zhuo Cong was also filled with surprise and doubt. He looked up at the magpies on the high cliff who were looking down at them, and a terrible thought came to his mind.

But he refused to believe it.

He didn't have time to dwell on whether or not he should believe it.

Someone shouted to them, "Someone is coming down from above! Everyone, grab them! They must be the Ninth Prince's trusted confidants!" Immediately, a large number of people surged towards them from below the cliff like a tidal wave.

Zhuo Cong: "!!!"

Are these people out of their minds?

He clearly caught the magpie!

He clearly captured the Ninth Prince's most trusted maid!

When did he become a confidant of the Ninth Prince?

Are they all blind?!

However, everyone was caught up in the exciting fantasy of "killing the Ninth Prince and gaining merit," and no one gave Zhuo Cong and the others a chance to explain. They slashed at them with their swords and daggers without holding back.

Zhuo Cong and the others had no choice but to use their remaining internal energy to barely defend themselves; however, they were instantly overwhelmed and had no chance to fight back. They didn't even have time to parry or save their own lives, let alone have the energy to explain themselves.

On the cliff, Zhuo Cong's six relatively weaker henchmen looked down at the situation below and realized something was wrong, but they didn't know what had happened.

The group exchanged glances, then turned their attention to Xique, who was also watching the commotion: "Sister-in-law, it seems like something has happened to my brother and the others."

"Of course they're in trouble," the magpie said with a forced smile.

"Big brother... what's wrong with them?" The six underlings were stunned and hadn't quite figured it out yet.

"Do you want to know?" Xi Que had copied Ji Fengyao's harmless smile to a great extent, making people feel uneasy but unable to be on guard.

"Mmm-hmm!" The six underlings nodded in unison.

"Okay, turn around and take a closer look at their movements." Xi Que pointed to Zhuo Cong and the others who were about to give way below the cliff, while she herself took a few steps back.

As the henchmen turned around as instructed and looked down the cliff, the magpie flew up and kicked them several times, sending them crashing down the cliff: "You should go down there yourselves; you'll see much better!"

The six henchmen, after flying off the cliff, finally realized: they had been tricked!

They wanted to use their internal energy to cushion their fall and save themselves from the stone wall.

But to their despair, they discovered that their internal energy could not be activated!

Then it dawned on me:

No wonder the boss and the others are acting strangely; it must be that their internal energy is also malfunctioning!

All of this must have been the work of that woman named Xique!

Unfortunately, they realized it too late.

As their final, resentful gazes fell upon the cliff top, they saw the magpie standing there gracefully, waving goodbye with a bright smile. They could almost hear the magpie's playful voice: "Goodbye!"

I'm so angry!

Truly, he died with his eyes wide open in disbelief!

The people fighting below were once again stunned by the six men's "suicide by jumping off the cliff," and their hands instinctively paused for two seconds:

What's wrong with the people from the Nine Kings? Are they all so brainless?

If you're not good at martial arts, why did you have to climb so high? And when you came down, you didn't even know to bring a safety rope.

So stupid, he probably fell to his death!