"What?! How could you..." Song Huiru collapsed to the ground, her features contorted in shock, unable to utter a word: "You're not..."
"How would I know your secret? Are you stupid? You wrote it in the letter to the Prince!" Ji Fengyao said casually, while sprinkling a layer of barely visible powder on Song Huiru's body with her fingertips.
Her movements were so subtle that even Song Huiru herself didn't notice.
"Is it that I don't believe what you say? No, I have believed it from the very beginning." Ji Fengyao kindly and patiently answered Song Huiru's question: "This world is strange and wonderful. There is cultivation, so what can't happen?"
However, I think you're too stupid. With your IQ, even if you were reborn a hundred times, you'd still be a loser. So I'm too lazy to bother with you.
If I were you, and if I were reborn again, I would find a secluded place to hide away. After all, experiencing failure and a miserable death time and time again is quite painful.
"You..." Song Huiru was shocked, angry, and scared. She stammered, "You'd better let me go, or you'll definitely regret it!"
Ji Fengyao directly reached out and pressed her pressure point, gently placing her small hand on the top of her head. Her smile was innocent and her words were playful and light: "I know that you must have climbed up a high branch behind you, otherwise, you wouldn't have become a first-level Spirit Gathering cultivator in just one or two months."
However, I must thank you. Perhaps the high-ranking person you've climbed onto is the very person I'm looking for. If that person truly is, I promise to spare your soul, and see if you have the luck to be reborn and seek revenge on me.
Ji Fengyao winked playfully at Song Huiru with her left eye and said, "Waiting for you!"
Then her small hands, shaped like claws, gripped Song Huiru's scalp tightly.
The sudden, powerful force, coupled with the overwhelming fear that had built up within her, caused Song Huiru to scream out in terror: "Shadow Guard!"
The next second after the scream rang out, a black figure seemed to appear out of thin air.
He is extremely fast.
Even though Ji Fengyao was prepared and used all her strength, she was still unable to escape unscathed. She was still swept away by the force of the man's energy and staggered back a few steps.
Shang Xiye immediately stepped forward and caught the retreating female bandit.
Song Huiru turned her head and saw the person who saved her. Under the wide black hood, there was a black ghost mask and a sharp, almost perfect chin. She immediately recognized that he was not the Shadow Guard, but Shang Beiyu himself.
A surge of joy and gratitude welled up within her: "Thank you, Your Highness..."
"Shut up!" Shang Beiyu hissed, glancing worriedly at the little bandit girl in Shang Xiye's arms.
Seeing that the young female bandit was unharmed, he turned and left with Song Huiru.
Song Huiru nestled in Shang Beiyu's arms, peeking half her face out from his shoulder. Looking at Shang Xiye and Ji Fengyao, who were intimately embracing each other in the Mozhai courtyard, she gritted her teeth and said, "You wait, I will definitely come back!"
Ji Fengyao curled her lip dismissively and muttered under her breath, "Do you think you're the Big Bad Wolf, saying 'I'll definitely be back'?"
Seeing Song Huiru persistently staring at her, Ji Fengyao raised her small hand in boredom and waved at her, lazily transmitting her voice, "Goodbye!"
Song Huiru frowned deeply: Damn bandit, what does she mean by this?
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