Li Luo saw Jiu Ya standing there in a daze outside the door. He kicked her lightly, then calmed down and left as if he were still a refined gentleman.
Chu Chu, disguised as Jiu Ya, finally saw her chance to turn the tables: "Zhen Zhen! I've made a major discovery!"
[What major discovery?] Qiao Zhen asked somewhat perfunctorily. Chu Chu was very capable in action, but in terms of intellect, she really inherited her master and partner's talent.
Chu Chu told Qiao Zhen everything that Yuan Zhao and Li Luo had just said, and Qiao Zhen then realized how serious the situation was.
According to what Chu Chu just described, Li Luo is Yuan Zhao's indignant personality. However, Yuan Zhao used the Qingming Lamp to channel this indignant personality into a body named 'Li Luo,' thus forming the Li Luo we know today.
However, after spending some time with Li Luo, Qiao Zhen felt that Li Luo was not an angry person. He was a bit silly, and had a big heart and was very indifferent. He was just easily made to vomit.
Things are getting more and more complicated, even beyond Qiao Zhen's intelligence.
It's more realistic to deal with Yuan Zhao and Yuan Zhao first.
Yuan Zhao's life was extremely difficult. First, the Jiang family, who were very famous in Yicheng, had him under their control. Then, several powerful families in Yicheng conspired to assassinate him. No matter how skilled Yuan Zhao was in martial arts, he was still just one person and was outnumbered. Soon, his internal energy was sealed and he was also given a muscle-weakening drug.
Jiang Leshi sent men to lock Yuan Zhao in the woodshed, and in front of Yuan Zhao, he ordered the kitchen to fatten him up.
With such blatant covetousness, how could Yuan Zhao not know? He just never imagined that Qiao Zhen would betray him. He once again felt like a fish on a chopping block, just like he had.
A few days later, Yuan Zhao had completely given up hope, and he even shut himself off completely, refusing to eat or drink.
As Jiang Leshi watched Yuan Zhao grow thinner and thinner, his patience gradually wore thin. He ordered his men to take sharp daggers, pots, and pans and cut off Yuan Zhao's legs.
Yuan Zhao buried his bloodless face in the straw beneath him. The cold blade of the dagger pressed against his leg, causing it to tremble involuntarily. The despair that felt like being submerged by seawater swept over his mind once more.
Jiang Leshi's greedy eyes swept across Yuan Zhao's legs. "Alliance Leader Zhao, you can't blame me for this. As the saying goes, 'Possessing a treasure is a crime.' If I didn't act for my own benefit, I would be condemned by heaven and earth."
Yuan Zhao listened to his shameless words and finally just silently closed his eyes.
The executioner held Yuan Zhao's legs, but unexpectedly, the seemingly lifeless Yuan Zhao suddenly bent over and kicked the dagger. No matter how strong the executioner was, he couldn't withstand Yuan Zhao's series of kicks. Yuan Zhao rolled away and buried himself under the straw in the corner of the wall.
Yuan Zhao—no, he should be called Yuan Zhao now. Yuan Zhao huddled in the corner, trembling. Tears welled in his eyes as he stared at the dagger lying on the ground, curling himself into a ball, sobbing, "Waaah..."
Watching with trepidation from the rooftop, Qiao Zhen, biting her handkerchief, was unsure whether her unorthodox approach was appropriate. In the first world of this series of quests, she had already used an unorthodox method, and in the end, she only managed to complete the quest with the help of the God Taibai.
She began to reflect. If she took Yuan Zhao away now, it would still be in time. She was afraid that in the end, she would not only fail to integrate the personality in Yuan Zhao's body, but would also completely lose Yuan Zhao's trust.
As Qiao Zhen's resolve wavered, she watched as the dagger below drew blood from Yuan Zhao's leg. She immediately slammed her palm onto the roof tiles, clearing a path for Yuan Zhao to escape.
Yuan Zhao looked at Qiao Zhen on the roof. He looked at her against the bright sunlight, as if she had a halo around her, which was very dazzling.
Qiao Zhen jumped down and, without thinking twice, started fighting with Jiang Leshi and the servants in the woodshed. No matter how skilled Jiang Leshi was, he couldn't withstand Qiao Zhen's unexpected and strange moves.
"Patriarch Jiang, you must remember this debt from today."
Yuan Zhao twisted his body like a caterpillar, arching his backside as he turned toward Qiao Zhen, as if he had seen salvation: "Zhenzhen!"
Qiao Zhen punched Jiang Leshi hard in the stomach. Looking at Jiang Leshi's face, which had turned a deep red, she felt a great sense of satisfaction. She raised an eyebrow, then bent down and picked up Yuan Zhao, who was tied up like a pretzel. "Let's go."
"Mmm," Yuan Zhao replied sullenly, then buried his face in Qiao Zhen's chest.
Qiao Zhen didn't initially notice anything amiss between her and Yuan Zhao. It wasn't until she brought Yuan Zhao back to a mansion in Yicheng that she realized her clothes were soaked. "Ugh—you're so scared, even the old lady wouldn't help you! I admire you!"
She placed Yuan Zhao on the clean, soft couch, then pinched his chin, forcibly making him lift his head. The subject's features were quite regular; although the contours weren't particularly defined, his chin was delicate, and it felt nice to hold in her fingertips. "Here, let me wipe it."
Qiao Zhen handed the small handkerchief she had just bitten to Yuan Zhao. "Zhao, you are much braver than Yuan Zhao. He is a coward. Don't blindly worship him anymore."
Yuan Zhao lowered his head shyly, wiping away tears with a handkerchief, his gesture surprisingly girlish. "Re...really?"
Qiao Zhen got goosebumps from his question. She touched the tingling spot on her arm and said, "Really."
Whether it was Qiao Zhen's words that hurt Yuan Zhao or something else, Yuan Zhao did not appear even once in the following two weeks.
May 1st arrived in the blink of an eye. Qiao Zhen shoved a broom into Yuan Zhao's hands and said, "Do you know that today is Labor Day? Labor is the most glorious thing, and it is also a traditional virtue. It can increase your knowledge, strengthen your will, enhance your sense of responsibility, and cultivate your ability to finish what you start. Anyway, Yuan Zhao can't come out now, so just think of it as your own liberation and singing a song of triumph."
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