Inside the palace, a desolate and bleak palace.
There were no palace servants here, and it was so quiet that even the slightest rustling of leaves could be heard clearly.
Suddenly, a white figure landed in the palace courtyard.
A person completely shrouded in black emerged from behind the artificial rockery and bowed respectfully to the white-clad figure, saying, "Your Highness."
The voice was exactly the same as Shi Xuan's imitation!
The person in white had a veil covering their face, but their graceful figure revealed them to be a woman.
"How is she still alive?" The woman's voice was soft and melodious.
The man in black hurriedly knelt down, "I will investigate immediately. However... in order to extract the spiritual root completely, I cut open her entire back and even split her spine in several places. Even if she is incredibly lucky and survives, she would be paralyzed. Moreover, without the spiritual root, she would also lack half of her intelligence, making it impossible for her to be like a normal person."
"Someone must have helped her after you left. I need to know who that person is!"
"Yes, I take my leave."
After the man in black disappeared into the night, the woman in white slowly raised her hand, and a thin wisp of spiritual flame gradually condensed in her palm.
Suddenly, his hand clenched into a tight fist, and the spiritual flame disappeared.
"Su Xiao!"
"Achoo!" Mu Run sneezed for no apparent reason.
Shi Xuan, who was sleeping outside, immediately sat up and looked at her back as she turned away from him. "Are you cold? You can have my blanket too."
Mu Run glanced back at him, shook her head, and said, "No, it's just that my nose is itchy. Go back to sleep."
"...Hmm." Shi Xuan's gaze shifted to the dagger between them, and he moved slightly to the side.
Mu Run hugged an electric hand warmer, rubbed the tip of her nose, and continued to sleep, feeling warm and cozy.
Not long after she fell asleep, Shi Xuan opened his eyes again.
This time, his gaze fell on the door.
A man in black was standing outside the door!
Shi Xuan landed silently, listening intently to Mu Run's movements to make sure she was fast asleep and wouldn't wake up unless the noise was too loud.
The man in black seemed to know that Shi Xuan had gotten up and was waiting for him to come out.
Shi Xuan left the house with a blank, lifeless look in his eyes, as if he were sleepwalking.
A crescent moon peeked out from behind the clouds, casting a silvery glow that dispelled the darkness between heaven and earth.
Bathed in moonlight, the man in black gazed at the dazed Shi Xuan, then raised the poisoned dagger in his hand…
However, before the short blade could reach Shi Xuan's neck, the man in black felt a gust of wind hit his face. He didn't even have time to dodge. His chin made a piercing cracking sound, and then his body was uncontrollably sent flying back several steps!
The man in black cried out in pain as his face mask ripped apart, revealing a beardless face with a distorted and crooked chin.
Shi Xuan raised his hand again and sent several black needles flying toward the man in black.
The man in black barely dodged the attack. "Who are you? What is your purpose in disguising yourself as a servant in the Prince's mansion?"
Shi Xuan remained silent, his attacks becoming increasingly fierce, each strike carrying deadly intent.
The man in black felt fear, knowing he was no match for the enemy, and immediately tried to escape!
But Shi Xuan didn't give him a chance at all.
A lightning-fast, phantom-like punch pierced through the black-clad man's chest in an instant! His heart 'thud' fell to the ground behind him!
The man in black looked back at his heart and died.
Shi Xuan looked at the blood on his fist, squatted down, wiped his hands with the black-clad man's clothes, and then searched his belongings again... a waist token, several silver notes, and some sleeping incense and poison.
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