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"Release me now! You two-faced scoundrel!" Ye Qingzhu's voice was so loud that it made the array set up by the bell envoy buzz.
At that time, she was waiting for Jiang Yingyue to return with Ji Yinglei when they saw the Heavenly Dao Alliance's forces heading straight for them. The leader was none other than the Bell Envoy, whose bell possessed some kind of magic that caused her to faint.
At this moment, Ye Qingzhu was tied to a stone pillar. This should be the Bell Envoy's territory: red ropes and bells were everywhere, along with many items related to witchcraft. The Bell Envoy himself stood in the center of the formation, his back to Ye Qingzhu: "Shh—, you're disturbing them."
Ye Qingzhu was furious: "Didn't you say you were going to help us? Is this how you help us?"
"Don't rush," Ling said in her usual lazy voice. "Everything should be done step by step. Jiang Yingyue is still at the Mirror Flower Terrace."
"Let me go!" Ye Qingzhu shouted even louder.
The next second, she heard the door open. Ye Qingzhu subconsciously thought it was Jiang Yingyue, but as soon as she turned her head, she saw the person she least wanted to see.
Ye Xiuzhu slowly closed the fan in his hand and came to her side. His eyes were never revealing any emotion, and it was impossible to tell whether he hated Ye Qingzhu or was happy that she was still alive.
"Lord Ye, you've come so early?" the Bell Envoy asked. After all, to ensure everything went smoothly, he came every day to discuss countermeasures with Bai Yu. It seemed that since it was the last day, they had nothing left to say.
Ye Xiuzhu responded in his usual cold tone, "I've come to see this stupid little sister who can abandon even the Ye family and still wants to fight against the Heavenly Dao Alliance." His words answered Ye Qingzhu's doubts; it seemed that her elder brother not only hadn't forgiven her, but was also quite angry. "You were the one who didn't believe me back then, how did it become me abandoning you?" Ye Qingzhu muttered softly.
She didn't want to sit here and wait to die. Unbeknownst to the two, Ye Qingzhu was using a small knife hidden in her sleeve to slowly cut the rope. Her silver whip was nearby; if she could get it, she would have a fighting chance.
During this time, she kept thinking about how to defeat the Bell Master. Now the whole place was covered with her bells, and the slightest shake would surely ruin all her efforts. Thinking about this, she recalled the night before she entered Hangzhou City, when she said that her weakness was the Qin Master... the one who couldn't hear, and that he wouldn't be affected by the bells.
So, first plug his ears, then take the silver whip, and then defeat the Bell Envoy directly—that was Ye Qingzhu's plan.
But what could she use to plug her ears? The time after cutting the rope was very short; if she couldn't do it in one go, she would definitely fail. She began to look around, hoping there was something that could help her.
Suddenly, a smile appeared on Ye Qingzhu's lips.
Taking advantage of the fact that neither of them was paying attention to her, Ye Qingzhu quickly cut the rope and then rushed forward to pick up her silver whip.
Ye Xiuzhu noticed her movement almost immediately, but it was too late to stop her. The Bell Envoy also turned around immediately: "What's the use of this? I only need to shake the bell lightly, and you will still lose."
"Then you're welcome to try." Ye Qingzhu stood there, her posture upright and fearless. Seeing this, the bell maker began to shake the bell in her hand, but Ye Qingzhu immediately swung her silver whip, which exploded in the air with an extremely loud "crack!"
It was as if an invisible hand had suppressed the sound of the bell. Ye Qingzhu looked at the other person confidently; clearly, her method had worked.
"Let's see if your bell rings faster or my whip is longer."
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