Anling Yan’s face gradually turned pale. A lot had happened recently, and her mind was all over the place.
At this moment, she finally realized how bad the situation was.
After the panic, Anling Yan quickly calmed down and changed her clothes with Xi Yue.
After Anling Yan left, Xi Yue quickly disguised herself, dressed up as Anling Yan, and sat quietly in the room.
The night was still young. Maybe these thugs would keep Xi Yue away from boredom.
…
Anling Yan followed Xi Yue’s instructions and came to Xi Yue’s room. Sure enough, Xi Weizhi was there.
Xi Weizhi gave off a mysterious air. He often wore a mask and said nothing. Upon seeing him, Anling Yan immediately felt her heart skip a beat.
Even though Xi Yue was also quiet, Angling Yan sensed a gentleness Xi Yue masked behind her indifference. Yan just developed a sense of trust which made her feel close to Xi Yue.
However, this young man named Xi Weizhi always had a creepy vibe around him.
No one in the Anling Family even dared to look him in the eye.
After Anling Yan entered the room, he cautiously greeted Xi Weizhi, “It’s… it’s Mr. Xi who asked me to e here to find you.”
Xi Weizhi was playing with the teacup in his hand.
There was scalding tea in the teacup, and the fragrance was overflowing. When he turned the teacup upside down, the tea inside did not flow out at all.
After hearing Anling Yan’s words, Xi Weizhi ignored her as though she wasn’t there. He just played with the teacup at his own pace.
Anling Yan became more and more uneasy. He secretly glanced at the teacup and stood aside cautiously.
Suddenly Xi Weizhi made a movement and said in a deep voice, “Go and lie down on Xi Yue’s bed.”
He immediately waved his hand before Anling Yan could react. The crystal stone lighting in the room was covered, and the room was dimly lit.
Anling Yan came back to her senses and hurriedly lay down on Xi Yue’s bed.
Soon, soft footsteps approached and stopped in front of their door.
Anling Yan gaped at the gap in the door and saw a stream of light pink smoke pouring in.
A sweet, thick scent filled her nose. Anling Yan was horrified to discover that she couldn’t move her body.
After some time, the door swung open. A lavishly dressed woman walked in briskly, waving her hand to light up the crystal.
Seeing “Xi Yue” lying on the bed with her eyes wide open in fear but unable to move, the woman let out a hearty laugh, “You brat, weren’t you so arrogant in the hall this afternoon? Now, you finally get to taste fear.”
Anling Yan was disguised to look like Xi Yue. With their similar builds, Chen Baozhu couldn’t tell the difference when she walked in.
Anling Yan tried to channel the spiritual power within her but found her dantian empty.
She tried to speak, but no sound came out of her throat, making her even more anxious and terrified.
Chen Baozhu’s eyes gleamed with malice and hatred, but her face wore a smug smile. “The Golden Crow Tribe’s concoction is quite effective. It worth all the treasures I have traded away from the Realm Lord’s mansion to Sir Heigo.”
The Golden Crow Tribe? Why does Chen Baozhu have the concoction of the Golden Crow Tribe? Where are my aunty and uncle?
Anling Yan opened her mouth wide and tried desperately to speak, but couldn’t say a word.
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