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"Is he so certain that the martial artists will come back to stir up this mess?" With her arms crossed, she furrowed her brows in deep thought. Control the martial world? Qi Mo has such grand ambitions!
"Because Su Xiang's Third Lady is the Poison Widow. When the Poison Widow went into hiding years ago, she stole the Martial Arts Token. If this matter is exposed, the martial artists will surely launch a massive attack on the capital due to issues of honor and disgrace."
"At that time, will you Desolate King catch them all in one net?" Su Peijiu smiled coldly, what a scheme! Truly worthy of Qi Mo, achieving multiple goals at once!
Suppressing the rebellion, gaining the court's approval, and simultaneously bringing the martial artists under his command.
"So this time it's not an attack but rather informing the martial artists about the Poison Widow having the Martial Arts Token, isn't it?"
The person was shocked to discover that this beautiful woman could see through the prince's intentions so thoroughly. Just as Lord Leyang said, Nan Xie Tower's Master of the Building is unfathomable, not someone to be underestimated. That's why when coming to Nan Xie Tower, they staged a superficial attack to take the opportunity to convey this message to her.
Thinking about how the plan was about to be exposed, he could no longer endure the tortures of Nan Xie Tower's Master of the Building. With a determined gaze, he let out a muffled groan and bit his tongue to death.
Hua Qian wanted to rush forward to save him but was stopped by Su Peijiu. She smiled strangely, seeming both angry and mad: "What a Qi Mo!! Truly a... truly a Qi Mo...! To use people so thoroughly!" Thanks to him, she realized her own ruthlessness and coldness.
Simply attacking Nan Xie Tower was because she knew that sending someone directly would not concern her at all. So she planned to use her naturally suspicious personality to figure it out herself. He did not hesitate to sacrifice his subordinates' lives just to ensure that the message was conveyed accurately. Such a person is truly terrifying as an enemy...
Qi Mo, where exactly are your bottom lines and weaknesses?
After coming out of the dungeon, Su Peijiu had maintained a cold expression. The night wind stirred her restless heart; even the moon she gazed upon was covered by a thin veil of mist, leaving her feeling uneasy.
Flower Mother followed behind her silently.
After a long while, Su Peijiu slowly spoke: "Flower Mother... do you think I am somewhat malicious? Towards a person."
Flower Mother looked at the young woman who had just come of age and saw the heaviness in her brows that did not match her age. She remained silent and simply reached out to pull her into her embrace, gently patting her head.
“Flower Mother, I am so afraid of becoming someone like Qi Mo... I am so afraid that I will treat human lives as if they were mere playthings, as if they were nothing...” She closed her eyes in pain. She didn’t want to, truly didn’t want to... but in that situation, she had no other choice but to be ruthless.
Yet she never expected that even her ruthlessness would be calculated by him.
This man... this man who took everything from her, how could he be so insidious towards her?
“Tell Flower Mother... do you have him in your heart?” Flower Mother hesitated for a moment but still asked. It was better to clarify such matters sooner rather than later, to prevent her from getting lost in the sea of emotions and suffering unknowingly.
Su Peijiu stiffened for a moment, then shook her head: “No... I only have hatred for him, how could there be love?! He took everything from me without a care; how could I be so despicable as to fall in love with him again?”
Flower Mother sighed and stroked her head, her tone melancholic: “Silly child... you must understand that in the world of love, reason can never prevail over emotion. You may not realize it now, but... I only hope that if one day you suffer, cutting through the chaos swiftly is the best choice.”
At this moment, Su Peijiu still did not understand that emotions are like an addiction, seeping into her heart bit by bit. By the time she realized it, she would already be deeply afflicted and wounded.
Qi Mo was the most important man in her life. Whether he accompanied her or not throughout this life was irrelevant; since her youth... a boy with green eyes who blushes when he smiles had always resided deep within her wounds.
The next day before dawn, Su Peijiu was just about to head out to meet her senior brother when she heard from her subordinates that they had seen Demon Cult Leader leave and had left a letter for those in the alley. It must have been an explanation for his sudden departure. Su Peijiu felt relieved; since her senior brother had returned safely, she could fully immerse herself in the battle with Qi Mo.
...
Wearing a mask and changing into a dark blue male outfit, she led a group of people to Flower Pavilion, where someone was supposed to discuss a business deal with her.
Upon entering the private room, she saw a man sitting elegantly at the table waiting for her. He wore a robe of pale water white and had a black jade pendant hanging from his waist adorned with red tassels. She rarely saw a prince dressed like this; it lacked some of the royal arrogance but added a touch of nobility typical of a young master from an aristocratic family, making him more pleasing to the eye.
“Master of the Building has arrived, please take a seat.” Qi Rong noticed the slender man who walked in and casually gestured for her to sit down.
Su Peijiu apologized, "I’m sorry to have kept the Crown Prince waiting." In truth, she simply couldn't get out of bed, especially since she held a grudge against the Crown Prince, who had eyes that seemed to grow from the top of his head.
"Master of the Building, you are being too modest," Qi Rong said, looking at the rather ordinary Nan Xie Tower. He felt a bit suspicious; originally, this Nan Xie Tower was something the Empress Dowager had asked him to contact. As long as he secured the support of Nan Xie Tower, even if Cangjian Villa stood against them, this territory would be firmly in his grasp.
A martial organization more powerful than Cangjian Villa turned out to be a name he had never heard before—Nan Xie Tower. However, according to the Empress Dowager, this Nan Xie Tower had been established for hundreds of years, even longer than Cangjian Villa.
"The reason for inviting Master of the Building here is actually..." Qi Rong was about to state his intention when he noticed the man across from him pointing at the empty table. "Are we only drinking wine and not having any dishes?"
Being a royal person, he immediately realized and signaled with his eyes; his subordinates quickly arranged a table full of dishes.
After eating a few bites, Qi Rong saw that the other party was satisfied and wanted to speak up. "Master of the Building, this..."
Su Peijiu's water-like eyes flashed with a dim light. "If there are only fine wine and delicacies without beautiful companions, wouldn't that be quite boring?"
Qi Rong instructed his subordinates, "Quickly go and arrange for beautiful companions for Master of the Building."
When the beautiful companions arrived, Su Peijiu frowned again. "Isn't it a pity to have beauties in one's embrace without music playing?"
Qi Rong patiently arranged for musicians to play.
After a while, Su Peijiu frowned once more. Qi Rong sneered, "I wonder if Master of the Building has any further dissatisfaction? I can arrange everything for you."
Su Peijiu smiled; being able to provoke this arrogant Crown Prince to such an extent was quite satisfying. She extended her hand to push away the beauty beside her and rubbed her ears. "Having eaten and drunk enough, I am quite fatigued. Let’s meet again next time."
Qi Rong's subordinates watched as Su Peijiu prepared to leave with her entourage and wanted to speak up to stop her but were silenced by a glance from Qi Rong.
When Su Peijiu and his group reached the ground floor, one of the subordinates angrily said, "Why doesn't the Crown Prince let us teach that arrogant person a lesson?"
Qi Rong gazed at the slender figure below, who appeared carefree and unruly, and pondered, "No one knows how deep the waters of Nan Xie Tower run. Until we confirm whether this person is beneficial or detrimental to us, we should not act rashly. People in the martial world often have a bit of a rogue spirit; there's no need to take offense."
"Yes, Your Highness," the subordinate retreated to his original position, realizing that the Crown Prince's thoughts were indeed more far-reaching than his own.
Qi Rong looked at the messy bowl of food across from him and said, "Let's return to the palace. Since that Master of the Building from Nan Xie Tower has made contact, they will surely reach out to us again next time." His mother should also be waiting for news from him in the palace.
Little did he know whether placing his bets on this unknown Nan Xie Tower was reliable... The first time he met that Master of the Building, their ordinary demeanor resembled that of a commoner.
Sure enough, not long after, following the Morning Court session, Qi Rong found an invitation placed on his desk. It boldly stated "Flower Pavilion, see you there," signed by Nan Xie Tower.
The people from Nan Xie Tower were indeed arrogant; they moved freely within the palace and had placed their letter in such a conspicuous location.
However, this was also good. The actions of Nan Xie Tower conveyed to those in the shadows that they had reached a consensus and were on the same boat. He expected that this time when he visited, the Master of the Building would offer him something different.
Upon arriving at Flower Pavilion, before even entering, he saw that Master of the Building leaning against the railing with a jug of wine in hand. The corners of their garments fluttered in the wind as if they were about to ascend to immortality.
At their next meeting, even that rigid expression became animated.
"Oh...! The Crown Prince has arrived."
As Qi Rong pushed open the door, Su Peijiu happened to take a sip of flower wine. Not expecting it to be quite strong, he could only lean on Flower Mother and sit down in a chair.
"It seems that Master of the Building has had quite a bit to drink," Qi Rong said with a hint of a smile as he sat down opposite them.
Su Peijiu buried her head in Flower Mother's neck, rubbing against it while whispering, "It doesn't seem like much, just one bite."
"Since Master of the Building is already drunk, then about our cooperation..." Qi Rong's expression turned cold. No one dared to leave a member of the royal family hanging like this; once could be eccentric, but twice was clearly a bit troublesome.
Su Peijiu laughed loudly, her Water Eyes misty. She was not drunk at all; in fact, she was more alert than usual.
Narrowing her eyes, she said, "Whatever you want, Master of the Building can give you, but it depends on what the Crown Prince offers in exchange."
"As long as Master of the Building wants it, as long as I have it, feel free to speak up." He wanted to see what this Master of the Building was capable of and dared to make such demands. Royal possessions were not easy to obtain.
Su Peijiu leaned in mysteriously and whispered into Qi Rong's ear: "...I want Qi Mo's life!"
Qi Rong's eyes narrowed slightly, then he looked at the drunken person and, upon seeing the seriousness hidden in those eyes, he smiled: "It seems that Master of the Building is indeed a kindred spirit."
"No, no, no..." Su Peijiu shook her index finger: "This is just the main course; Master of the Building hasn't even mentioned interest yet."
"What is the interest?"
"The land in the Safe Zone." She made a bold request. The Safe Zone was once the capital of the Fallen Kingdom of Great Yan, preserved as a wartime area.
Qi Rong smiled without sincerity: "Master of the Building certainly has a big appetite."
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