"Master, Bai has died."
"Hmm. You don’t need to report such matters. Has the Phantom Fox returned?" Xia Houzhe looked up at his confidant.
The confidant shook his head, "No news yet. The Phantom Fox has always been cautious. Even if he managed to slip away, he wouldn’t return easily to the hideout. He’d wait until it was completely safe."
Xia Houzhe lowered his eyes and said, "Go over there to assist, to prevent alarming the master. Otherwise, he’d say I act on whims and get nothing in return, just lose people for no gain."
"Yes."
"Any news from the Song Family? How did that so-called master assess Old Madam Song’s dical case?"
The confidant hesitated for a mont and said, "We haven’t found out yet. The pulse case of the Old Madam is very tightly guarded."
Xia Houzhe frowned and said, "Keep investigating. Also, have you located that person nad He?"
The confidant silently shook his head.
Xia Houzhe’s eyes filled with a trace of malice, glaring coldly at him until the latter kneeled down.
"Find him. We must find him before the Song Family and handle it."
"Understood."
Only then did Xia Houzhe wave his hand.
The confidant retreated.
Only then did Xia Houzhe place a small building on his ticulously crafted sandbox, while picking up a little female figurine from the sandbox and tossing it into the brazier.
Just a person, if gone, then gone. Another can always be cultivated. After all, it wasn’t soone of utmost importance, just a woman, and a foolish one at that. How could she help him?
She even foolishly hoped to see him, to share riches with him? Ha, would he want a filthy woman who greened him?
Foolish to the extre.
What a pity that she hadn’t even managed to cause chaos in the Song Family before traces were discovered. He had no choice but to cut losses and discard the useless piece.
"Pri Minister Song Zhiyuan, you are indeed the most difficult one to deal with." Xia Houzhe glared at the man on the sandbox, a tiny, lifelike figurine sculpted to be the spitting image of Song Zhiyuan. He flicked his finger and knocked the little figure down.
...
The Phantom Fox finally managed to shake off the tail, changed disguise to beco a man, and leaped into the small courtyard of West City.
Soone burst out from the shadows, with a gust of wind.
The Phantom Fox dodged swiftly and shouted, "It’s ."
The language was one not used in the capital.
The opponent’s hand stopped mid-air, revealed his form from the shadows, recognized her, then jumped onto the rooftop to take a look before descending, "Why did you return so late?"
"There were ghosts chasing . I almost couldn’t make it back." The Phantom Fox touched her aching chin and said in a deep voice, "My operation was exposed and also, Bai..."
The man frowned, "Since it was so perilous, how did you manage to return?"
"It was full of twists and turns."
"No, that doesn’t make sense," the man interrupted her, "once the opposition has seen through your actions, they certainly wouldn’t let you escape easily."
The Phantom Fox was taken aback, and imdiately felt a chill down her spine. Her past training alerted her to danger.
Sure enough, an arrow shot down from the sky, accompanied by a burst of fire.
"Damn it." The Phantom Fox and the man understood at once that she’d been used as bait.
The Phantom Fox drew the Soft Sword from her waist, poised to leap onto the rooftop and escape.
A shadow blocked her path, and under the snowy glow from the rooftop, she saw the shadow’s face clearly, imdiately turning dark.
"Miss, thank you for bringing us here. And this ti, we can’t let you escape again." Jia Si grinned, revealing a set of white teeth.
The Phantom Fox: "..."
A surge of old blood rose to her throat, unable to suppress it!
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