Strong wind? Hmph, I’m burning with anger. If there’s really a big wind in September, I bet half the city would go to the temple to burn incense and thank Buddha tomorrow.
I stepped back while signaling to Yutuo. The girl understood and approached Wuying, pulling his sleeve: “Brother Wuying, Yutuo and my mistress are afraid of the dark! Won’t you escort us back? Pretty please?”
Wuying, who had always been cold and rarely approached by women, especially those trying to be coquettish, stood stiff as wood. Even in the night, I could feel the heat on his face.
Taking advantage of his confusion, Yutuo quickly applied the prepared sedative under his nose. Within three seconds, he collapsed without warning.
Yutuo clapped excitedly: “Mistress, this medicine really works!”
I boasted proudly: “Of course! This is a self-defense treasure I secretly took from the estate owner. How could it not work!”
“Stolen from the estate owner?” The girl looked at me suspiciously.
Oops, I accidentally let that slip.
Since there was no taking it back, I sternly urged: “Enough chatter!”
Let’s go, or we’ll have wasted the entire night!
What quick body movements, what swift sword techniques – in the blink of an eye, those people were already scattered and lying on the ground. I don’t know how he managed to do it; I can only say this person is so strong, really strong…
Mieying? Who exactly is he…
His gaze had already swept over the bodies towards me! Sharp as if able to penetrate everything, my heart went “thump” – the hand holding the curtain involuntarily trembled.
A phrase suddenly emerged in my mind; I don’t remember from which novel I had read it, but in the book the male character was also this cold and sharp. He rarely spoke, and the most he would say was, “No one has seen my sword, because those who have seen my sword are already dead!”
What a chill I felt!
Fortunately, he made no further move, but casually tore off a section of his robe to wipe the sword blade, then was about to turn and leave.
“Wait, wait a moment!”
The moment the words left my mouth, I regretted it. Seeing his cold-as-a-knife gaze sweep over me again, I wished I could bite off my own tongue.
