"I hope the won of Ten Thousand Flowers City understand moderation, and grasp the idea that a slow stream flows long. Otherwise, I’ll only be able to take back a list of the dead," Qin Yuesheng mused to himself, then proceeded to knock Xuerong unconscious again.
"Sir, what’s this?" Chen Chun asked, puzzled.
Tossing Xuerong into his arms, Qin Yuesheng solemnly instructed, "Take her to hide in that corner over there, watch her closely, don’t let her escape. I’ll go inside to find soone and will co out to look for you later."
"Oh, then Sir, be careful, don’t let anything happen," Chen Chun said with concern, holding Xuerong.
Qin Yuesheng waved him off, gesturing for him to hurry and hide, then with a kick of his feet, he flipped over the wall and entered the interior of the palace.
Won attending morning classes naturally wouldn’t bring n. If those porcelain craftsn were truly held here, they would still be inside the palace at this mont.
Qin Yuesheng imdiately began searching through each grand hall, and upon pushing open the thirteenth hall, two won sweeping the floor imdiately looked up at Qin Yuesheng.
The three exchanged glances, all montarily stunned.
"Where did this man co from! He’s trespassed into the incense hall!"
One of the won raised her broom straight at Qin Yuesheng to strike.
With a snap of his knife handle, Qin Yuesheng knocked away her broom and then punched her face.
Bam!
The woman cried out in pain, blood spraying from her mouth, teeth falling out, and her nose breaking, her once-pretty face now completely disfigured.
At this mont, the other woman attacked from the side, Qin Yuesheng easily seized her, disarming her with ease.
From Xuerong’s account, he knew these ordinary maids were powerless in battle, and above them were the ’sisters’ who mastered the magic of the Goddess Sect.
With a punch, he knocked the second woman to the ground, then grabbed the first woman’s neck and asked, "Where are the n held in this palace?"
"Cough cough cough, I won’t tell you even if I die."
"Oh really?" Qin Yuesheng quietly increased the pressure on his hand, causing the woman’s face to pale and her eyes to redden.
The woman lying on the ground imdiately held onto Qin Yuesheng’s calf, pleading, "Don’t kill her, I’ll tell you what you want to know."
"Where are those n held?" Qin Yuesheng asked.
"Iron Sparrow Platform, I can take you there, please let her go," the woman pleaded.
Qin Yuesheng knocked the woman in his grasp unconscious, then said, "Lead the way, as long as you cooperate, I’ll spare her life."
With the hostage threat, the woman couldn’t refuse, and obediently led Qin Yuesheng.
Winding through the palace, she finally led Qin Yuesheng to a high platform.
The platform was known as Iron Sparrow Platform for a reason. Its shape resembled a sparrow perched on iron pillars, ready to take flight at any mont.
"Is it here?" Qin Yuesheng asked.
"Yes, those n are inside, can you let her go now?"
"Why rush, I haven’t seen anyone yet. Who knows if you’re telling the truth," Qin Yuesheng said, turning to look.
"But I’m not lying to you..."
"Keep going."
The woman pouted, having no choice, and continued to lead Qin Yuesheng toward the Iron Sparrow Platform’s gate.
Inside Iron Sparrow Platform, it was lit only by fire pits, giving a rather eerie feeling. Just after Qin Yuesheng entered, he faintly heard a slight sound at his ear, as if sothing was moving.
Before he could turn to look, a dark figure suddenly erged from the corner, heading straight for Qin Yuesheng’s head.
"Sister Yue, save ! This man, appearing from nowhere, wants to kill us," the woman who had been leading Qin Yuesheng suddenly ran towards the corner, calling for help while running.
"You courted death!" Qin Yuesheng’s gaze hardened, and he pulled out two throwing knives, flinging them toward the woman’s back.
Swish! Swish!
The throwing knives precisely hit the back of the woman’s head and neck, instantly claiming her life.
Her body fell to the ground, quickly turning into a dried-up corpse at an astonishing speed.
"How dare you kill soone from Changi Palace!" a cold voice echoed from the corner.
In an instant, a gleam of cold light appeared, and a swift iron sword slashed from the darkness.
Qin Yuesheng focused his gaze, seeing a cold, alluring woman in black.
Her sword danced in her hands, causing a large amount of earth to float from the ground, quickly attaching to her iron sword, forming a sword several feet long.
"Magic?!"
Seeing the woman in black wield such divine-like skills, Qin Yuesheng couldn’t help but widen his eyes in shock.
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