"She saved me, and only then did I realize the terrible sins I had committed, and I had no desire for revenge. In return, I granted her three requests."
"First, maintain the status quo and continue operating the Fuyou Opera House. Second, help the late emperor's brothers to disrupt the Great Chu."
"He's the mastermind behind all this?" Tang Nian's pupils shrank instantly.
Ji Jingyu nodded without the slightest hesitation.
“My magical artifact can only control people for a short time at most; they will still have their own thoughts. But when I found that person, he was a well-known carpenter in the border region. He seemed quite surprised by my arrival, but he quickly came up with a plan.”
"He seems to have a capable person by his side who can imprison ghosts in puppets and then put them in human skin. With my arrival, he can make puppets without any thought."
Thinking of what Song Shiyan said, Tang Nianxin understood, but was also even more shocked.
Sure enough, people from the underworld got involved too.
What is it about the Chu family bloodline that makes so many people want to help him?
Or do they simply want to disrupt the entire human world?
Third, find you and kill you.
Tang Nian's expression remained unchanged, but her pupils contracted.
“I was worried that she would keep making me do things indefinitely, so I made an agreement with her beforehand that I would do my best to kill you, but whether I killed you or let you escape, all previous agreements would be null and void.”
"She agreed."
"So you never intended to kill me at all," Tang Nian calmly stated a fact.
“Everyone in our clan who has known your name since childhood knows it. I knew it was you as soon as I heard it.”
Tang Nian laughed awkwardly twice.
Her reputation back then...
It's better not to have it at all.
"We're both demons, so why should I make things difficult for you? Besides, ever since I met that descendant of the Chu family, I've felt that what I'm doing now is all immoral and immoral, so it's better to end it as soon as possible."
"Then why did you put on that show before?"
“They’re all watching us. How can we convince them if we don’t pull this stunt?” Ji Jingyu sneered. “I founded the theater myself. I’ll find a way to bring you into the interior of the theater, where they can’t monitor us.”
"So what do you want to do?"
“Fight me.” He glanced at the incense stick on the table beside him, which was now more than half burned. “Once this incense burns out, we’ll go back to where we were before. There’s still some time, so you can talk to me some more.”
Why did you kill Ye Liu... Si?
Tang Nian thought for a moment and then called them back to their old names.
Ji Jingyu rested his chin on one hand and said casually, "I thought you already knew."
Tang Nian did have her own guesses before, but now she's not sure anymore.
"Ye Liunian has been turned into a puppet. Did she make a deal with you?"
"No, but she made the deal while she was alive. Before she died, she was under my control."
Speaking of Ye Liusi, Ji Jingyu also felt a pang of regret.
“Unlike in the play, Ye Liunian wanted to kill Ye Liusi and take her sister’s place. She slashed Ye Liusi’s face, but Ye Liusi escaped. So she came to us to make a deal.”
Tang Nian knew that this deal was nothing more than killing Ye Liusi and replacing her.
"But she didn't know that Ye Liusi was in the theater. She was rescued by Wang Shu, who begged me to save her. So I asked Ye Liusi if she wanted revenge, and she agreed. But by then, that person had already promised Ye Liunian."
"How can we get revenge? She's become a puppet."
"Aren't you guys here?" Ji Jingyu asked with a smile.
"But there is a price to pay. The moment Ye Liunian's puppet is completely destroyed, she must sacrifice her soul."
Tang Nian sighed with regret; how could two sisters have ended up like this?
Seeing that the incense was about to run out, Tang Nian had no heart to feel sorry for it.
Why has Jingning City changed so much between yesterday and today?
"You can think of it this way: those before were all puppets I manipulated. Yesterday, all the puppets were destroyed, so I released the real people. Only those who entered the theater are puppets," Ji Jingyu replied with a smile.
What are your plans with Ji Shuhe?
Upon hearing this, Ji Jingyu turned his head away, unwilling to answer.
As the incense burned out, Ji Jingyu stood up, the carefree smile on his face vanished, and silk threads were wrapped around his hands.
"Let's fight. If you win, I'll let you go."
Tang Nian also stood up, gripping the long sword in her hand tightly, her eyes fixed firmly.
Tang Nian had never sparred with someone who used silk threads before, and she had to be fully focused in the face of this unknown strength.
The incense burned out, and the battle began.
Ji Jingyu moved swiftly, and the silk thread in his hand, like a serpent emerging from its hole, rapidly coiled around Tang Nian.
Tang Nian was prepared. With a wave of her longsword, she deflected the silk threads and retreated rapidly to avoid Ji Jingyu's attack.
Ji Jingyu flicked his fingers, and the silk threads seemed to come alive, twirling and leaping in the air, sometimes attacking Tang Nian's vitals, sometimes entangled his longsword, trying to take the weapon from his hand.
Tang Nian handled the situation with ease, wielding the longsword in various ways. Sometimes it transformed into a wall of swords to block the attacks of the silk threads, and sometimes it became a sharp sword, piercing straight into Ji Jingyu's heart.
The battle between the two was fierce and intense, like sparks colliding and scattering dazzling sparks.
As time went on, Ji Jingyu gradually felt the pressure.
Tang Nian's swordsmanship became increasingly refined, and her attacks became increasingly fierce; she could even break through his attacks without using any magic.
Under Tang Nian's sharp sword light, Ji Jingyu seemed somewhat powerless.
Tang Nian did not miss the hint in Ji Jingyu's eyes.
She took a deep breath, pursed her lips, and the longsword transformed into a streak of light, piercing straight into Ji Jingyu's heart.
Ji Jingyu tried to dodge, but it was too late. He could only watch helplessly as the sword light approached him.
"Bang!"
With a loud bang, Ji Jingyu was struck by Tang Nian's longsword, and flew out of the air, crashing heavily to the ground.
At the last moment, Tang Nian pressed the hilt of her sword against Ji Jingyu's heart.
Ji Jingyu struggled to stand up, but his body trembled uncontrollably, and he was unable to move.
Tang Nian sheathed her longsword and walked up to Ji Jingyu.
Looking at Ji Jingyu's unwilling eyes, she couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
Ji Jingyu truly lives up to his reputation as the head of the opera troupe; his acting skills are comparable to those of Wang Shu.
He struggled to his feet, pointed, and the doors of the opera house slowly opened, letting in sunlight.
"I give up, you can leave."
Tang Nian sheathed her sword and knelt on one knee in front of Ji Jingyu.
"Remember what you said."
Her cold words concealed the medicine bottle she had secretly slipped under Ji Jingyu's robe.
She had just turned around when she heard Ji Jingyu's voice transmission.
“That playboy is a real person, not someone I arranged. By the way, you’d better go back to Nanyu City and check on that little bird.”
Tang Nian paused, then strode out of the theater.
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