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"Make way, make way! Don't you see that we want to drink? This spot has been reserved by me for years, and I've never seen anyone dare to sit here without permission. Who are you little brats to just show up—"
I coldly stared at the burly men, their muscular frames and bushy beards making them the epitome of bullies. Little Seven, sitting to my left, was about to rise and teach these ignorant fools a lesson, but I grabbed his arm. Azure Thorn, on my right, sipped his tea leisurely like someone who had no quarrels with the world. I knew he understood that I didn't want to cause trouble. Sure enough, he stood up and said to those obnoxious men, "Gentlemen, my apologies. We didn't realize this was your reserved spot. My brothers and I are newcomers here; please forgive our rudeness. We'll just change tables." He then looked at me, and I silently nodded, leading the way to another table. At this moment, Little Seven also calmed down, returning to his usual indifferent demeanor. This kid couldn't stay composed whenever it involved me; he couldn't bear to see me suffer any indignities.
However, it seemed my desire for peace wasn't conveyed to those men. I swiftly used my folding fan to swat away the hand that reached out in an attempt to brazenly lift my chin.
The burly man among them seemed amused rather than angry at my resistance. "I didn't expect this young master to have such red lips and white teeth, looking quite handsome yet still being a clawed cat. But that makes you even more appealing to me. Come on, let me give you a kiss." He leaned in with his foul-smelling mouth.
With their audacity reaching this level, I couldn't stop Little Seven and Azure Thorn from taking action as their anger flared. I casually walked over to a corner table by the window that the waiter had found for us. Just as I settled down, I heard several screams behind me—screams akin to those of a slaughtered pig. I could imagine how hard they struck and how brutal the scene must have been.
I raised the corners of my mouth in appreciation of the beautiful view outside while occasionally sipping on fragrant Longjing tea. It was truly authentic.
Just as I was enjoying myself and feeling quite relaxed, a cold male voice intruded rudely: "Who dares to cause trouble on my turf without asking if I, Kwai Ye, approve?"
The three burly men lying on the ground, nearly beaten beyond recognition, saw their master and hurriedly cried out for help: "Master, these guys provoked us and spoke disrespectfully towards Kwai Ye! We were just going to teach them a lesson, but—" But they had overstepped their bounds.
I smiled; what was going on today? I had been so low-key all along yet still encountered some scum.
Little White nestled into my arms out of boredom, ready for a good nap amidst the chaos. After all, this dizzy little creature had refused to ride in the carriage with me and insisted on being independent; now it was utterly exhausted. After this stop, the roads would become rougher, and I would switch from carriage riding to horseback riding. Although it was easier for me to disguise as a man due to my beauty, I had taken off my conical hat only because it was time for a meal; little did I expect it would still attract attention from ruffians. All my efforts at disguising were in vain.
I stood up and walked toward the gaunt man with a sinister expression who looked like a mountain monkey; they said his name was Kwai Ye. Just when everyone thought something was about to happen, I passed by them and cheerfully addressed the frightened waiter standing nearby: "Could you prepare a sweet and sour pork dish for me? My dear is hungry."
After saying that, I casually returned to my seat. As I walked past those stunned men, I casually remarked to Little White in my arms: "We're almost at Prajna Valley; I wonder how your ten old friends are doing? Should we bring some snacks for your monster companions? Do you think they'll like it?"
I spoke without much thought, but the people present, especially those few individuals, were already sweating coldly. It was no joke; the rumors about Prajna Valley were enough to keep them entertained, but they certainly lacked the courage to test their authenticity themselves.
Feigning surprise, I covered my mouth and said to the petrified group of ugly fellows, "Are you all waiting for the dishes just like me? Honestly, why is the service so slow? I've been waiting for quite a while now. You must have heard my stomach growling. Little White is hungry too." By the end, I couldn't help but mumble a bit pitifully.
Before I could continue, the previously arrogant individuals had already sprinted away at a speed that would put a hundred-meter dash to shame. Even those who were missing limbs managed to crawl away. I looked innocently at Little Seven and Azure Thorn, who were still trying to process what had just happened. Once they realized I was just pretending, both of them forced a bitter smile and frowned, silently vowing never to provoke me again; otherwise, their lives would be in jeopardy, and they would surely suffer greatly.
After we had eaten our fill and it was still early in the day, we set off again. Just as I was about to mount my horse, I noticed that Little Seven had quietly approached me and whispered in my ear, "Those guys earlier were from A Bead of Pearl. Their master is Jimo, the lord of Suaru City." It was impressive how well he knew what I wanted to find out after being with me for so long.
I scoffed coldly. "A Bead of Pearl? Hmph! How could I not know that such fellows exist under A Bead of Pearl? And there's a master named Jimo? When did A Bead of Pearl start showing its face to the world?" With a cold snort in my heart, I urged my horse forward.
Suaru City is a small trading town on the border between the Jin Dynasty and Tuboji. It is a necessary stop on the way through Prajna Valley. Since I was traveling far, I thought it would be nice to take Little White back home for a visit and thank the elders for sending Little White to me. It was still too early to head to Sword Sage Villa, so I decided to go to Prajna Valley first and see if Old Buddy's ten interesting companions were really as he described.
In the middle of the night, Azure Thorn suddenly woke up from deep sleep. What time was it? Why was she sleeping so soundly? Her head throbbed painfully. Oh no! Azure Thorn realized she had been drugged. She hurriedly got dressed and rushed out the door. At the entrance of her master's room, Mai Qi arrived with a similarly dazed expression and disheveled clothes. They exchanged worried glances, both sensing an ominous premonition. If something happened to their master right under their noses, how could they live with themselves after being entrusted by Uncle Fu at Jun Jin Villa? How could they face those who had shown them kindness at Jun Jin? The guilt and regret flashed in their gazes as they dared not think further.
It felt like an eternity before Mai Qi finally gathered her courage and gently knocked on the door. "Young Master, are you alright?"
It seemed like another eternity passed before a weary voice came from inside, sounding as if it had aged a hundred years. "Sigh... I'm fine; you can come in."
No matter how long it took, Mai Qi and Azure Thorn could never forget what they saw when they pushed open the door. The young man stood there in white robes now stained with blood, holding a long sword like a phoenix reborn from bloodshed. His exquisite face remained unblemished amidst the crimson reflection, appearing even paler and more enchanting than ever—a beauty that seemed otherworldly. Beneath his feet lay several bodies covered in black cloth, twitching grotesquely. The floor was soaked with flowing blood that tinged his eyes slightly redder, adding an air of seduction.
Mai Qi and Azure Thorn watched as the young man trembled uncontrollably with his sword in hand.
This sight nearly crushed Mai Qi and Azure Thorn with guilt; the pain in their hearts was almost unbearable. They couldn't help but murmur softly, "Young Master—"
On ordinary days, the young master, who wouldn't even harm a bird and only teased those who hurt him, had taken a life. Mai Qi remembered the first time they met, when he had saved her; those robbers had been injured in their legs, but he had never sought to take their lives, always leaving room for mercy against any enemy. Today must have been unavoidable.
Mai Qi and Azure Thorn could imagine the terror and pain he felt at that moment, a conflict raging within him.
After a long while, the young man's sword fell to the ground with a sharp clang, shattering the silence of the night. He stood there dazed for a moment before letting out a heavy sigh, as if all his strength had been drained in an instant. In a weary tone, he said, "Get rid of these bodies. I need to rest."
As Mai Qi and Azure Thorn approached to check on the black-clad figures, they recognized familiar faces and exclaimed in unison, "A Bead of Pearl!"
The person lying on the bed like a lifeless corpse paid no attention to their words, silent and still as if devoid of breath, an unsettling quiet enveloping the room.
Mai Qi and Azure Thorn exchanged no further words, signaling for others to quietly handle the bodies under the cover of darkness.
I lay numbly on the bed, my eyes wide open staring into the encompassing darkness, coldly thinking: Jimo? Suaru City? I will make you pay a price you cannot bear. You will regret staining my hands with blood; you will know when the devil descends upon you.
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