"Why are you banging on the table with such a beautiful flute? What if you break it?"
Looking at the bamboo flute, which was entirely purple and radiated a warm glow, Ji Lewei was absolutely captivated. "What kind of bamboo is this? It's purple! I've never seen anything like it before."
"This is Purple Bamboo, a first-grade precious medicine, with a hardness comparable to a mid-grade spiritual weapon."
Ji Fanya explained, "So, this isn't for you to play, but for use as a weapon for self-defense."
As Ji Fanya spoke, he casually took the flute from Ji Lewei's hand and then slammed it onto the table with perfect ease.
"Bang..."
Suddenly, a corner of the white jade table was chipped off, but the flute remained completely unharmed.
"ah!"
Upon seeing this, Ji Lewei screamed, snatched the flute, examined it with great care, and then looked up through gritted teeth, saying, "Ji Fanya, believe it or not, I'll break your hand first!"
If the bamboo hadn't yet become a flute, Ji Lewei certainly wouldn't be so nervous. But once it becomes a flute, musical instruments are to musicians what books are to scholars—something as vital as life itself.
Ji Fanya's actions were simply asking for a beating.
"Cousin, I was wrong."
Ji Fanya was actually very pleased with Ji Lewei's behavior. If she hadn't treated him like an outsider, she certainly wouldn't have been so unpretentious.
He really liked this casual and unpretentious way of getting along.
"That's more like it."
Ji Lewei nodded reluctantly, carefully wiping the dust off Di's body. Her expression gradually calmed down as she looked at Ji Fanya and asked, "Xiaoya, do you plan to go and rescue the other clansmen?"
"That's natural."
Ji Fanya asked decisively, "Cousin, do you know the whereabouts of the other clansmen? How many are still alive?"
"Over the years, although I have fallen into prostitution, the advantage of working in a brothel is that I am well-informed."
As the proud daughter of the Ji family in the past, Ji Lewei was a person of strong will and was able to take this experience in stride. "So, through my efforts over the years, I know the whereabouts of all the members of the Suo'ou clan. As far as I know, there are still thirteen people alive."
"Thirteen people..."
Upon hearing this, Ji Fanya's eyes dimmed, and a sense of sadness welled up in his heart.
The Ji family was once a middle-class family with at least a hundred members, but now only a dozen or so remain.
"Yes, three of them are your second sister, third sister, and fourth sister. They were all taken away by Prince Gong's Mansion."
Ji Lewei's eyes were also filled with sorrow as she slowly said, "The remaining ten people—my mother…including my second aunt, fourth aunt, and six concubines—were all sent to the army camp…"
At this point, Ji Lewei's emotions clearly turned sad, and she paused for a long time before continuing, "The last little aunt was taken away by the Zhenyuan Marquis's mansion."
"Okay, I understand."
With a slight nod, Di Moyu stood up and said, "Xiaoya, let's go."
Are you going now?
Seeing this, Ji Lewei quickly called out to them, "The military camp might be alright, but the Prince's Mansion and the Marquis's Mansion are in trouble. It is rumored that Prince Gong's strength is at the eighth level of the Heavenly Profound Realm, and Marquis Zhenyuan's strength is at the fifth level of the Heavenly Profound Realm, but outsiders have no way of knowing their true cultivation levels. It would be too dangerous for you to go there with your current strength."
Thank you for letting me know.
Upon hearing this, Di Moyu simply nodded, but still left with Ji Fanya.
Although experts at the Heavenly Profound Realm are terrifying, Di Moyu has his own reasons for being confident.
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