"Even for the Eight Great Sects, the Three Saint Sect is sothing that can be ddled with!"
Ji Lianxing’s breathing beca increasingly rapid.
At this mont, she finally realized that the Sect Treasure of the Moon Brilliance Sect was not the Azure Darkness Seal at all!
But Chen Mo!
"Perhaps, the terms of the transaction can be changed a little."
Her purple-black eyes were deep as a pool, pondering sothing unknown.
Creak—
At this mont, the door was gently pushed open.
Gu Manzhi, dressed only in a pink dudou, silently walked in with her long legs, bypassed the screen, and lifted the curtain...
Monts later, Ye Henshui’s exclamation rang out:
"Holy Daughter?! Why, why are you here?"
"You must not forget the one who draws water from the well, my lord. You mustn’t only think of her and forget about ..."
"Senior Sister, don’t, don’t ss around... This isn’t right, ah ah ah..."
"..."
Ji Lianxing really couldn’t bear to watch any longer and turned to leave the room.
"It seems I need to stay a few more days in Tiandu City, to thoroughly investigate Chen Mo’s background... Every person has a weakness; if force doesn’t work, then try gentleness, there’s no need to fear he won’t submit..."
"If we truly can produce dozens of Grandmasters, then the opportunity for revenge will be at hand!"
Of course, Ji Lianxing wasn’t naive enough to think that alone could rival Yu Youhan.
As the saying goes: Under a Grandmaster, all are ants, and before an Ultimate Venerable, even Grandmasters are the sa.
For an existence like Yu Youhan, the tactic of overwhelming numbers is useless; there’s no difference between one ant and a swarm.
But as long as the Moon Brilliance Sect has enough capital, they can take a seat at the negotiating table with the Three Saint Sect, using the power of an Ultimate Venerable to deal with Yu Youhan!
"I’m no match for you, but the Daoist Venerable can surely defeat you, right?"
"If not, even the Martial Saint Sect can be brought in; after all, both Holy Sects have deep ties with Chen Mo... Two against one, the advantage is mine!"
Ji Lianxing couldn’t help but smile, seemingly envisioning the wonderful scene of trampling over the Frozen Sky Palace!
As she passed through the hallway, ready to leave the Imperial Music Bureau, she suddenly heard low voices talking from inside a room.
"This voice sounds familiar, seems to be that oiran?"
"What’s the na again..."
"Yu’er?"
Ji Lianxing spread her Divine Sense, probing the situation inside the room.
She saw Yu’er sitting on a chair, beside her stood a woman in a gray-blue cloth skirt, her figure skinny.
Yu’er took a sachet from her bosom, handing it to the other, and said softly, "Ling’er, take this silver. Go back and buy so clothes for yourself and the aunts. If there’s anything you need, just let know anyti."
"Thank you, Miss."
The woman called Ling’er reached out to receive it but accidentally revealed bruises on her wrist.
Although she quickly drew back her hand, Yu’er still caught sight of it.
"Let see."
Yu’er grasped her wrist, pulling up the sleeve, her pupils slightly trembling.
She saw the arm, excessively thin from malnutrition, covered with a crisscross of scars... so old, but mostly new, a few whip marks still oozing fresh blood.
Yu’er’s face darkened, gritting her teeth, "Who did this?"
"I, I fell accidentally," Ling’er said with her head lowered.
"Accidentally fell onto a whip?" Yu’er took a deep breath and said, "I clearly inford everyone, no one is to trouble the Xu Family’s won, so why does anyone dare to lay hands on you?"
Ling’er kept her head down, silent.
Yu’er tentatively said, "The Princely Heir?"
Ling’er’s body trembled slightly, her eyes filled with intense fear.
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