Yun Feng nearly choked on his own saliva. "Madam? Where is Madam?"
Mo Qingcheng chuckled: "Guardian Feng, you're really interesting..."
What does that mean? Yun Feng was completely baffled and tentatively asked, "Madam, do you know my wife?"
"Uh...wasn't the beauty in the ice coffin your wife?" Mo Qingcheng naturally assumed that the beauty in the ice coffin was the man's wife. Didn't she see how loving the couple was?
Yun Feng stared at Mo Qingcheng with a strange look: "Ahem... Madam, have you misunderstood?"
Everyone knows that my master is a germaphobe and not just any woman can get close to him.
wrong……
Could it be...?
Mo Qingcheng smiled faintly, a slight curve appearing at the corner of her lips: "This lady understands..."
Turns out she's a cross-dresser!
Yun Feng was completely baffled; no matter how he tried, Madam Mo couldn't explain it to him.
This guard is innocent...
Mo Qingcheng didn't care who was innocent or not; the only thing that mattered was to distance herself from her master...
The two walked out of the secret room and chatted along the way. Yun Feng was not good at talking, so he would answer Mo Qingcheng's questions. Occasionally, when Yun Feng tried to interject, Mo Qingcheng would change the subject.
Mo Qingcheng sat on a stone bench in front of the house. Yun Feng brought over a plate of fruit and brewed a pot of tea from somewhere and waited quietly by her side. Xuan Yuanlin's guards were stunned. Anyone who didn't know better would think that Madam Mo was Yun Feng's real mistress.
The guards, in various positions, pricked up their ears, eavesdropping. Mo Qingcheng swept her cold gaze over them: "Have you forgotten all the earnest lessons I gave you last time? Or have you lost your mind?"
"Thump!"
"Thump!"
Several inexperienced guards fell to the ground, turning their heads away in embarrassment. Yun Feng kicked one of them, saying, "Why aren't you getting out of here? Don't offend Madam's eyes."
"..." The guards lying flat collectively despised their leader. Did he have no shame?
Yunlei watched this scene with envy. His brother really had a brilliant idea; he was such a good brother…
Mo Qingcheng rose to her feet, her figure flashing, and silver needles whizzed past as if they had eyes, piercing the vital points of the guards.
Monster!
After leaving Yun Feng, more than a dozen guards were utterly humiliated and questioned their existence.
Yun Feng's lips twitched violently: "This is so damn embarrassing, why aren't you going back?"
Everyone: "..."
Did you get abused for nothing?
That's not fair.
"Madam, please enlighten me." A dark-skinned young man stared at Mo Qingcheng with a gleam in his eyes, his thick skin thick with arrogance.
"Get lost!" Yun Feng raised his foot and kicked the boy.
"Ahhh... Madam, help!" the boy shouted as he dodged.
Mo Qingcheng chuckled: "Thirty-five degrees to the left, retreat one zhang, right hand Black Dog Catches the Moon, right foot Coiled Dragon Sweeps the Tail..."
Everyone stared wide-eyed as they watched Yun Feng being forced back by the young man, speechless with shock.
Yun Feng was on the verge of tears: "Madam...does this subordinate have no shame?"
"Face? It's something you earn yourself, not something someone else gives you..." Mo Qingcheng glanced at Yun Feng with a half-smile, her movements as swift as lightning.
Yun Feng let out a roar and began to spar with Mo Qingcheng. He thought he could win in ten moves, but to his surprise, his face was slapped painfully. On the twenty-ninth move, he was pierced by a silver needle, and his whole body stiffened, unable to move.
The guards said, "Madam Mo, please accept our utmost respect."
"Get as far away from me as possible!" Mo Qingcheng rolled her eyes, put away the silver needles, and said with a look of disgust, "Your master hasn't uttered a single word and wants me to take action? Tch, why doesn't he just fly to the moon?"
Behind him, the man's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, his cold eyes radiating a murderous aura: "If you have the guts, say it again?"
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com