Qiao Zhen gripped the cell door, her eyes sincere and bright as she looked at the inmate. "He said you were brutal and bloodthirsty, and that before my young lady even met her end, I would have already left. Then he used that to urge me to escape. Then he rustled around for a while and unlocked the cell, but I didn't see where he went. Maybe he was just wandering around aimlessly, and if he got caught, he wanted me to be his scapegoat."
The steward was skeptical of Qiao Zhen's words, since the man in the cell was someone the cult leader had personally ordered to be treated leniently, so the steward took Qiao Zhen out.
Before leaving, Qiao Zhen snatched the small bundle from the man's arms. She twirled it around a few times and then placed the glass pig inside into the man's hand. "Hey, I believe that with your abilities, getting out will only take a little effort. Besides, they don't seem to intend to torture you, so don't be angry."
Getting angry won't help; she'll still betray him.
Qiao Zhen, carrying her bundle, followed the steward to the rooms where the ordinary servants lived. Qingfeng Palace was very wealthy, so even the odd jobs were lived in much better conditions than ordinary people. This was why Qingfeng Palace, despite being a demonic sect, was still so popular.
"You'll stay here from now on. I'll arrange your accommodations tomorrow." The steward left these words hastily before impatiently departing.
Qiao Zhen spent half a day and a night leisurely in the house. The next day, she was awakened by the intense gaze of a woman in red. She wrapped herself tightly in a dark blue thin quilt, adhering to the principle of "I will not move unless the enemy moves, and I will not speak unless the enemy speaks," and stared at the woman in red for a long time.
"Is it her?" The woman in red turned her head to look at the person in charge.
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