Hiss——
A cold hiss colder than the night itself shattered the silence of the night.
Murong Ziyue’s face stiffened, and her smiling lips quickly contracted.
Suddenly empty-handed, the bun in her hand fell to the ground.
A pair of slender feet stepped on the bun, scattering the filling all around, and the pristine bun skin was also trampled dirty with mud.
"Such lowly things, how can they be worthy of being consud by the noble Fengdong Purple Demon."
Boss Mu appeared silently beside Murong Ziyue without a sound.
How he arrived, no one knew.
"You!"
Murong Ziyue’s complexion slightly changed, a flash of anger flickering in her beautiful eyes.
She stared at the at bun on the ground, ripples stirring in her eyes.
"What, Master sent you out on a mission to capture the Corpse King, and here you are, mingling with low-grade individuals."
Boss Mu sneered.
Murong Ziyue’s chest heaved, she took a deep breath, her hand fleetingly forming a fist before relaxing again.
"Since they are low-grade individuals, why bother skulking in the shadows watching them?"
Murong Ziyue once again resud her aloof deanor.
"Who said I was watching her? I rely thought she had connections with the Corpse King. But it seems I was mistaken."
Boss Mu said sheepishly.
He had ordered soone to investigate Master Ji, and the Fire Emperor Auspicious Soup from last night had only passed through two people.
One was Master Ji, and the other was that little boy.
Boss Mu thought there might be so clues on him.
But looking at... Boss Mu glanced at the filthy bun on the ground.
A re general worker who couldn’t even make a good bun, how could he possibly control ghost soldiers?
It seems, he was confused because of the Ghost King matter.
"The matter of the Corpse King, I have been investigating. A month ago, several mysterious incidents occurred in Longteng Country, especially in a forest outside Longteng Pingan County, where a sinister event mysteriously appeared. There was also a woman who strangely experienced a ’evil collision’ event. As far as I know, she is also a special recruit of Qingtian Academy. I have infiltrated Qingtian Academy and I believe I will find so clues."
Murong Ziyue said, her face expressionless.
"Very well, it seems we will et soon."
Boss Mu smiled.
Murong Ziyue’s expression turned stern.
"Master is worried about you facing the Corpse King alone, especially since he possesses the valuable Fuxi Pill. I am to help you. I will soon go to Qingtian Academy to take on the role as a Cultivation Master. Junior Sister Murong, see you there."
Boss Mu laughed softly, and his figure disappeared.
Murong Ziyue leaned down, picked up the bun that had split in two, blew on it, and put it away.
She looked up at the night sky; the moon in the sky was already obscured by a sar of clouds, and her heart inexplicably grew heavy.
Xin Lin hurried away from Taoyao Pavilion.
Turning into Chu Mansion, Xin Lin was vigilant of his surroundings, and aside from a few familiar presences, there was nothing else.
For those few presences, Xin Lin took no special notice, pretending not to detect them.
The mysterious person did not follow.
After Xin Lin entered Chu Mansion, several figures in black erged from the shadows.
The figures in black exchanged glances; one of them, with a swift movent technique, headed towards Longteng Palace.
After entering the Imperial Palace, with several leaps and bounds, he finally arrived in front of Fuluan Palace.
Inside Fuluan Palace, Empress Feng was half-lying on the noble concubine’s couch, half asleep.
"Reporting to Empress, Xin Lin still went to Taoyao Pavilion today, and it seems he has learned to make buns."
"You may leave."
Empress Feng did not say more, indicating for the Hidden Guard to withdraw.
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