Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage Chapter 993 - 992: Who Is Behind Her After All

To disappear without sound or trace on the carriage personally driven by Feng Qihe, just how profound had that person’s martial arts beco?

After a mont of fury, the Empress was suddenly consud by panic.

Had Chu Qianli’s martial arts skills beco so formidable?

But that couldn’t be possible.

She had just seen her a few days earlier.

Although that wretched girl’s martial arts had been improving very rapidly, just a few days ago, Chu Qianli was still far from matching Feng Qihe in martial prowess.

To surpass him to such an extent in just a few days, that was absolutely impossible.

"Did you et anyone else along the way?" the Empress inquired.

Feng Qihe could sense a slight, almost imperceptible anxiety in her voice.

Feng Qihe shook his head, "No, after departing from battling Yexuan, this son did not stop or step off the carriage at any point."

So, it was as if Chu Qianli had mysteriously vanished.

For Feng Qihe, who prided himself as a martial arts master, this was utterly humiliating.

Based solely on Chu Qianli’s abilities, it would have been impossible.

What kind of power was supporting this wretched woman from behind, unbeknownst to them?

...

At this mont, Chu Qianli was already comfortably enjoying her dinner at an inn.

"Uncle Nine, where have you been frolicking these past two days? Whenever I tried to find you, you were nowhere to be found."

She was sowhat resentful, staring at Feng Dingchu who was eating elegantly across from her.

"Do you really believe you looked for ?" In fact, over the past two days, he had rely strolled around the Imperial City.

Using the so-called "costics" that Chu Qianli had given him, he had drawn his eyebrows thickly and dotted so black moles on his face, transforming his appearance entirely.

Let alone acquaintances from over a decade past not recognizing him, even those who had recently seen him wouldn’t know who he was when he walked past them.

The makeup products she had purchased from her Taobao System were indeed quite useful.

Chu Qianli flashed an awkward smile, "Well, I knew that even if I tried to find you, I most certainly wouldn’t be able to, that’s why I didn’t try."

"Besides, with your martial arts skills being so good, Uncle Nine, you wouldn’t be in any danger on your own, right? If I went looking for you, I might have even brought people tracking to you, which would definitely not be a good thing for you, don’t you agree?"

Feng Dingchu glanced at her and, without a word, continued his al.

"By the way, Uncle Nine, how did you develop your Qinggong to be so powerful? Your martial arts skills do not seem much inferior to those of Prince Yexuan!"

"You’ve managed to whisk people away without a sound; sothing even Yexuan might not be able to do. How did you develop such extraordinary Qinggong? Please, teach !"

"You want to learn?" Feng Dingchu glanced at her indifferently, "If you can manage to get up every morning at dawn and accompany on adventures to various cliffs around the world, you might be able to learn it too."

"You... have visited many places? Why go on adventures to cliffs?" She felt there was sothing more to it.

Adventures to cliffs... No, he couldn’t an "accidentally" plunging to his death, could he?

And yet, whether it was Qinggong or martial arts, the more he practiced, the better he got. In tis of danger, his body instinctively saved itself, making it impossible for him to die even if he wanted to!

"You... really are an oddity." Perhaps ’miracle’ was the better word.

Chu Qianli suddenly beca serious in thought.

Feng Dingchu furrowed his brow, eyeing her small palm-sized face, "What’s on your mind that you’re so serious?"

Chu Qianli pursed her lips, then looked up to et his gaze, "Uncle Nine, can you promise sothing?"