Embroidered Uniform Guard: I Can Plunder Talents Chapter 460 - 128: The Imperial Music Bureau’s New Courtesan

At that mont, an old woman with graying hair walked out from the other side of the room.

"Don’t worry!"

i Ji’s expression was utterly natural at the old woman’s appearance, as if she wasn’t surprised at all.

"Even if that Ye Liuyun is a young Grandmaster blessed with talent, he can’t overco his own youth. I’m sure as soon as he gets another chance, he’ll surely co looking for !"

Thinking about how Ye Liuyun had just stared at her so intently, i Ji couldn’t help but smile confidently.

She was convinced from the bottom of her heart— with her looks, handling soone like Ye Liuyun would be a piece of cake.

"This Ye Liuyun isn’t just the Southern Governor of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, he’s also a young Grandmaster. If I can pull him to my side, everything in the plan will go even smoother!"

i Ji firmly believed her performance had been outstanding.

That’s why Ye Liuyun had taken an interest in her.

Never once did it cross her mind that her cultivation and power were already completely exposed before Ye Liuyun.

The old woman at her side saw how composed i Ji was and didn’t say anything else.

She simply sighed, and the look in her eyes as she gazed at i Ji grew a bit more pitying.

"Miss, you really don’t need to be like this. So things could just be left to us old folks."

With her exceptional talents, i Ji could’ve had a much wider future.

She didn’t need to be so utterly driven by hatred like she was now.

"No!"

On hearing this, i Ji replied seriously.

"If Sister Liu hadn’t pulled out of a pile of corpses back then, I’d have died ages ago. She taught to read and passed on martial arts to . Now she’s dead—if I don’t even think of avenging Sister Liu, what sort of person am I?"

When speaking of Sister Liu,

i Ji found her small hands unconsciously clenched into fists, eyes blazing with fierce hatred.

"Don’t talk to about ten years! Even if it’s twenty, thirty, even a hundred years—as long as my enemy isn’t dead, I will never let go of this hatred!"

Ten years ago, i Ji hadn’t grown up, and her skills weren’t fully learned.

But now, ten years later, she felt ready, and so she’d returned to Great Qian, bent only on revenge for that blood debt from ten years before.

"But..."

Thinking of their enemies, a look of hesitation crept over the old woman’s face.

There was nothing she could do— the strength gap was just too huge, so vast it was almost hopeless.

But seeing i Ji’s unwavering expression, it was obvious: no matter how she tried to persuade her, i Ji wouldn’t give up. In fact, i Ji would rather die on the path of vengeance than survive by any other ans.

"Sigh!"

In the end, with a long sigh, the old woman turned and left.

Sitting before the dressing table, gazing at her reflection in the bronze mirror, i Ji murmured seriously to herself.

"Rest assured, Sister Liu. Even if it ans my death, I will avenge you!"

...

On Ye Liuyun’s side.

Once he’d handed the investigation to Si Nan, Ye Liuyun didn’t bother with it anymore.

After a few more drinks, he left directly.

Shi Sheng followed closely behind.

As for Si Nan and the others, it seed they’d planned to spend the night at the Imperial Music Bureau. Anyway, they weren’t lacking money, and Ye Liuyun certainly wouldn’t try to talk them out of it.

If they like to spend the night here, let them.

Usually when working cases, they’re licking blood off the blade, but with nothing going on now, what’s wrong with enjoying life a little?

It’s not like Ye Liuyun is so heartless capitalist.

When it’s ti to enjoy, just enjoy it well.

As for why Ye Liuyun didn’t stay over,

That’s even simpler—he’s got sothing better at ho. Staying out would just an his brain’s gone soft, right?

...

While Ye Liuyun was swaggering off,

Over on Yun Hu and Guan Bao’s side, they’d already made up their minds.

The next morning.

Grand Eunuch Wei Hongfang, always prepared, got up bright and early to deal with whatever challenges might co his way.

But just then,

Yun Hu and Guan Bao walked right up to him.

"Greetings, Father!"

Looking at Yun Hu and Guan Bao bowing before him in perfect unison, Wei Hongfang was clearly surprised.

He obviously hadn’t expected

these two to seek him out at this hour.

"Did sothing happen?"

Wei Hongfang naïvely thought they’d run into trouble and wanted him to solve it, or maybe they were hoping for so benefit.

It was obvious.

Wei Hongfang knew Yun Hu and Guan Bao well: opportunists to the bone.

"Father, how could you say that!"

Hearing this, Yun Hu and Guan Bao exchanged a glance,

then jumped right in to answer.

"We ca only because we’re worried about you, Father!"

Thick-skinned as ever.

They’d curse him behind his back, but when face to face, the "Father" slipped out like nothing ever happened—smooth as could be, not a hint of anything wrong.

"Worried?"

Even Wei Hongfang could only laugh at that.

Since when did his two greedy sons start worrying about him?

He sat down smoothly.

Wei Hongfang looked at Yun Hu and Guan Bao, his interest clearly piqued.

"Go ahead—tell how you plan to ’worry’ about !"

He was genuinely curious about what ga they were playing.

Not that Wei Hongfang wouldn’t believe them; he just needed to ask. Yun Hu imdiately spoke up.

"We heard that you, Father, are dealing every day with those low-tier martial artists. It must be so exhausting!"

"That’s right!"

Guan Bao chid in at the right mont, nodding along.

"Before, neither of us brothers were strong enough—but now, we’ve both broken through to Innate, so we want to help share the burden, Father!"

"Share the burden?"

He hadn’t cared much at first.

But hearing this,

the look on Wei Hongfang’s face plainly showed he was starting to get interested.

He didn’t interrupt—just gestured for Yun Hu and Guan Bao to keep talking.

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