Chapter 242
Once they entered the city, the three of them bought new clothes to disguise themselves before finding an inn to stay in.
Just as they were about to book a room, Rong Rong suggested leaving first.
The couple were surprised and tried their best to persuade Rong Rong to stay, citing their desire to repay her life-saving kindness.
Rong Rong refused. The two men remembered that Rong Rong was going to Lingyun Manor and offered to take her there, but Rong Rong still shook her head.
"Does my sister look down on us because of our weak martial arts skills?" Feng Qilan, the beautiful woman, asked self-deprecatingly, her face filled with deep disappointment.
The couple looked so disheveled when they met Rong Rong that they might have been perceived as weak by her.
"Actually, although we may not be on the list of top masters, we are still considered first-rate masters in the martial arts world. We can still safely get you to Lingyun Manor."
Feng Qilan explained softly that her personality was not as flamboyant as her appearance suggested; on the contrary, she was quite low-key.
Chen Gaoyang nodded in agreement. He was rather taciturn, and most of the time Feng Qilan spoke on his behalf to Rong Rong, while Chen Gaoyang silently stayed by Feng Qilan's side, like a reliable tree.
"Sister." Feng Qilan took Rong Rong's hand.
After spending a few days together, the three became much more familiar with each other, and Rong Rong did not find Feng Qilan's intimate gestures offensive.
She was still hesitating when Feng Qilan continued.
"It's clear that you're new to the martial world, and you don't know the rules. You might easily offend someone. It would be better if Yang-ge and I accompanied you to avoid a lot of trouble."
Besides, my sister probably doesn't like being in the public eye, right? With Yang and me here, she doesn't need to worry about this anymore!
Feng Qilan was referring to Rong Rong, who always wore a veil.
The two were not surprised by this. There were many strange people and strange events in the martial arts world, and they were used to it. They had never been curious about Rong Rong's true face under the veil.
This time, Rong Rong was completely persuaded.
Whether out of laziness or social anxiety, Rong Rong dislikes interacting with outsiders. With the help of Feng Qilan and the others, she can indeed relax a lot.
And so, the three decided to rest at the inn for the night and set off the next morning.
The three of them hadn't had a proper meal in a long time, so Feng Qilan ordered a table full of good dishes, and the three of them gathered in the room to eat.
During the event, Feng Qilan and Chen Gaoyang frequently toasted Rong Rong to express their gratitude. Most of the people in the martial arts world had a good capacity for alcohol, and the two drank heartily. Rong Rong, on the other hand, substituted tea for wine.
But in the end, she couldn't resist Feng Qilan's enthusiasm and took a small sip of the baijiu.
They all enjoyed the meal very much. When Rongrong got up to go back to her room to rest after the meal, she suddenly found that her body was weak and she had no strength to stand up.
She looked up in surprise and saw a greedy and lewd smile on Chen Gaoyang's usually calm and serious face.
"Hahahaha!" Chen Gaoyang laughed wildly. "Little beauty, let me tell you, the first rule of navigating the martial world is to never let your guard down!"
Chen Gaoyang laughed arrogantly, with drool faintly dripping from the corner of his mouth.
Feng Qilan, standing to the side, smiled coldly, observing the scene; her previous enthusiasm and gentleness had vanished completely.
Rong Rong angrily rebuked, "You beast!"
Unfortunately, due to her weakness, her voice was softer than usual.
Chen Gaoyang became even more excited, "Beauty, don't be in such a hurry! Just obediently come back with your brother and become his hundredth concubine!"
As Chen Gaoyang gazed at Rong Rong's exquisitely beautiful eyes, her exposed, radiant white skin, and her slender, alluring figure, his mouth watered uncontrollably.
He approached Rong Rong step by step, taking a deep breath, his face filled with infatuation and adoration.
Although Chen Gaoyang had never seen Rong Rong's face, based on his many years of experience with women, he was confident that Rong Rong was an absolute beauty!
The unique and addictive fragrance emanating from the beautiful woman was something Chen Gaoyang had never seen before.
Such an exceptionally beautiful woman will soon be his!
Chen Gaoyang was so excited that he trembled.
"Your wrinkles are so deep they could trap a fly, and you still call yourself a brother?" Rong Rong was speechless, her face filled with disgust.
Chen Gaoyang instantly flew into a rage, stopped talking nonsense, opened his arms, and lunged forward, about to pounce on Rong Rong.
However, Rong Rong showed no sign of struggling. She didn't even blink, and the anger on her face had vanished, let alone any fear.
Chen Gaoyang was momentarily confused; Rong Rong's reaction was abnormal, and alarm bells rang in his mind, but it was too late.
He felt a chill in his chest, followed by excruciating pain all over his body. Suddenly, someone grabbed the back of his collar and slammed him to the ground.
Chen Gaoyang was stabbed through the heart. He stared blankly at the blood-stained sword tip on his chest, then looked up in disbelief. He saw Feng Qilan wiping her hands nonchalantly, looking at him with icy eyes.
"You, you, why?"
With his last breath, Chen Gaoyang wanted an answer. He didn't understand why Feng Qilan betrayed him. Wasn't he her man?
Feng Qilan sneered, "Never let your guard down."
Chen Gaoyang suddenly choked, his blood surged, his head lolled to the side, and he died on the spot.
Rong Rong looked at Feng Qilan quietly, and Feng Qilan turned her head to meet her gaze and smiled brightly.
"Don't be afraid, sister. I have a grudge against him. I'm not his wife, but just one of his many concubines."
At this point, Feng Qilan's face was filled with hatred. She stared intently at Chen Gaoyang's corpse, as if she wished she could grind his bones to dust.
"I followed him not out of love, nor for profit, nor because I was forced, but to avenge my sister."
That lecherous scoundrel has ruined so many girls; he even killed my sister!
God knows how much effort I put into gaining his trust and finding an opportunity to kill him.
"You bitch! Your martial arts skills aren't great, but you're certainly wary. This time, we had to rely on your sister!"
After saying this, Feng Qilan looked at Rong Rong with some gratitude. If Rong Rong hadn't distracted Chen Gaoyang, she wouldn't have found such a good opportunity to take revenge.
Having avenged her great grudge, Feng Qilan was somewhat pleased. She tossed her hair, swayed her hips as she sat down next to Rong Rong, picked up the wine on the table and drank it all in one gulp. Her face was smiling, but her eyes were filled with tears.
She drank glass after glass until she finished all the wine on the table, then wiped away her tears and said to Rongrong, "Sister, you've made a fool of yourself."
Then she took a pill from Chen Gaoyang's body and fed it to Rong Rong. Rong Rong instantly regained her strength and stood up.
"Thank you," Rong Rong smiled.
Feng Qilan said with a touch of sadness, "You're welcome."
"It's just a pity that my poor sister wasn't so lucky and couldn't be saved."
Rong Rong patted Feng Qilan's shoulder, and Feng Qilan turned her head and hugged Rong Rong's waist. She buried her face in Rong Rong's chest, and soon Rong Rong felt that her clothes were a little wet.
It must be Feng Qilan crying.
Rong Rong silently comforted Feng Qilan. After Feng Qilan recovered, the two changed rooms.
Feng Qilan asked Rong Rong to continue drinking with her, and she kept talking about her sister.
"Let's order a few more dishes," Rong Rong suggested, her eyes full of worry. She was afraid that Feng Qilan would drink too much and not eat, which would be too much for her body to handle, and she was also worried that Feng Qilan would be too sad to get over it.
Rong Rong got up to go find the waiter, but Feng Qilan pressed Rong Rong's arm down, saying, "I'll do it."
Feng Qilan left the room, a smile on her lips, and headed downstairs. Just as she reached the top of the stairs, she suddenly stopped, turned around quickly, and kicked the door open. Rong Rong was nowhere to be seen inside.
Her face darkened, her eyes turning icy as she stared at the slightly swaying window, a low chuckle escaping her throat.
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