He is generally too lazy to kill without payment, even if the person witnessed him taking the head.
A soft, sweet sigh rang out, and a figure flashed by; someone was now sitting on the rock by the stream where she had been gazing.
He indifferently fixed his gaze on her. Although the moonlight was sometimes bright and sometimes dim, he could still clearly see her at a glance.
She was a beautiful young woman dressed in a thin veil, her long hair wrapped in a silk ribbon and braided into a plait tied on one side of her chest, her bare feet immersed in the stream. The veil was cut to fit her perfectly, making her figure appear even more exquisite, and the sheer, watery material revealed everything that should and shouldn't be revealed in a way that was both subtle and alluring.
Although her face was exceptionally lively, charming, and stunningly beautiful, it filled him with disgust. Having spent many years in the underworld, he immediately recognized that this woman was a Yan tribe woman who relied on her looks to seduce men and swindle money for a living.
Everyone knows that the women of the Yan tribe are naturally promiscuous and born to seduce men. He did not want to deal with such a lowly and shameless woman. Even if he killed her, he would feel that he had defiled his hands. So he stood up and prepared to leave.
"Hey, why did you leave so suddenly?" The girl's voice contained a deliberately coquettish tone, as if she were flirting with an old lover.
Qi ignored her completely, and with a leap, he landed several feet away. In the dim moonlight, his back was straight, and he exuded an unparalleled aura of power and arrogance, completely disregarding the girl's presence.
Si Qiao had hoped to use her beauty to get something out of him, but he completely ignored her and walked away as if he hadn't seen her at all. She was so angry that she kicked the water out of her feet, and by the time she wanted to chase after him, he had already disappeared into the vast night.
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On the wide river, the water was vast and the waves were not turbulent. A magnificent medium-sized ship sailed downstream at a steady speed toward the moat. At the bow stood several strong and imposing men dressed in black. Judging from their demeanor and physique, they were no ordinary people.
The second floor of the ship's cabin was partitioned off into a separate space, becoming a study. Two people sat facing each other at a small table, a chessboard between them, playing a game of chess. One of the men was dressed entirely in white robes, slender in build, with his long hair half tied up in a crown and half draped over his shoulders. His narrow, phoenix-shaped eyes made his face appear even colder and more unfathomable. The other woman was exceptionally beautiful and charming, with a small, delicate face and exquisite features. Especially striking were her shimmering, watery eyes, which possessed an indescribable allure and tenderness, as if a single glance from her could steal one's soul.
The two sat together, a perfect match. The man's face was indifferent, revealing neither joy nor sorrow, but his slightly raised eyebrows easily indicated that he was actually in a good mood. The woman, on the other hand, had furrowed brows and tightly pursed lips, her expression conveying deep annoyance and displeasure.
Suddenly, the woman stood up abruptly, scattering the densely packed black and white chess pieces, and then angrily said, "I'm not playing anymore. I have no interest in playing this game." Her voice was gentle and moving, and even with her resentment, it was still very pleasant to hear.
The man looked at her helplessly, his thin lips moved slightly, and after a long while he finally managed to squeeze out a sentence, "You've only been away from Huo Jingsha for a few days, and you're already so impatient? I should have known better than to go through all that trouble to come out here."
The woman pouted and proudly raised her chin. "Who said I can't live without him? I can't live without my son. If you hadn't bothered me, I would have gone back to my room to rest long ago." With that, she straightened her slender waist, turned around, and walked out angrily without looking at the man again.
The man followed her departing figure, his face still expressionless. Finally, his gaze fell on the view outside the window... The brilliant sunlight reflected off the water, creating a kaleidoscope of colors, which, combined with the vibrant flowers and willows on the shore, formed a beautiful scene like a watercolor painting, but he seemed oblivious to it.
I originally wanted to keep her company and cheer her up since she had been so depressed these past few days, but I didn't expect it to backfire.
He didn't understand. What was so good about that man? Not only was he arrogant and disdainful of everyone, but his harem was also crammed with more than twenty concubines. He didn't know how Shu Yao could be so devoted to him. Moreover, on their wedding day, Huo Jingsha personally promised to be good to Shu Yao for the rest of his life, but just a year later, he brought another woman home. He really had no change of heart!
Shu Yao was so angry that she ran away from home. After receiving the news, he hurriedly ended his mission and rushed back from the border to bring her back to his secret residence. But even though he tried his best to please her, she was completely oblivious and was always frowning. She said she missed her son, but that was only one aspect. Don't think he was completely unaware. He thought she was more concerned about her son's father.
Sigh! He's good at killing, but when it comes to pleasing women, he's a complete novice. How can she possibly feel his heart?
A quarter of an hour later, the ship docked. Two carriages had been waiting at the port for a long time. Qi and Shuyao disembarked and, surrounded by four subordinates, boarded the carriages and headed towards the mansion.
Halfway through the journey, a sudden commotion forced the carriage to stop. Qi, who had been resting with his eyes closed, opened them and was about to push open the door to inquire when he suddenly sensed something amiss. A gust of wind rushed towards him through the wooden planks. He remained calm and composed, not panicking. Just as he was preparing to seize an opportunity to attack the cloud of gas, a yolk-colored figure rushed straight in.
She tumbled to his feet, looking utterly disheveled. As soon as she came to a stop, she spat out a stream of bright red liquid, staining the carriage floor.
Qi frowned, disliking the smell of blood and not wanting to get himself dirty, so he quickly dodged away. Looking again, he saw that the newcomer had thick, long, seaweed-like hair cascading down her back, but because she was facing down, her face was not visible. She wore a nearly transparent pale yellow gauze dress, with a seven-colored brocade belt around her waist, and most of her smooth, jade-like legs were exposed. Her small, slender feet were bare, completely naked.
It was a woman! Qi stared at her revealing clothes, his eyes filled with disgust and disdain. Just then, the broken door opened again, revealing four assassins who had been escorting them.
"Your subordinate deserves to die!" With a swish, all four men knelt on one knee, their faces pale and terrified.
Qi glanced at them coldly, then looked down at the woman lying prone in the carriage. He thought to himself that she was quite capable. These four assassins were all highly skilled, and for a woman to be able to break through them and rush into the carriage while injured was already quite an achievement.
He lifted his robe and climbed out of the carriage, only to find that a large crowd had gathered outside, and a group of burly men were eyeing his carriage menacingly. The leader of them was none other than "Shadow Blade Feng Zhan".
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