
Chenxiao immediately knelt down on one leg, the expression on his face looking so difficult. Lu Si was someone so mysterious, also with a terrifying strength. Coupled with the sense of disdain Wang Chengliu directed at the man, how could Chenxiao—bawahan from the sixth prince—dare to offend him?
“Of course not,” reply Chenxiao with head bowed. “Please, Mr. Lu.”
When the footsteps were so light that almost inaudible— approached him, Huang Miaoling turned his head and found the figure of Lu Si standing before him. The man's face was pale, almost the same as what Lan’er had displayed when the girl exposed a number of secrets. The woman concluded that Lu Si's condition was a side effect of the magic she used.
What did Lan’er say back then? Punishment against destiny? Against the law of heaven?
“You who bewitched Wang Zhengyi,” accuse Huang Miaoling with furrowed eyebrows, very confident in his words.
Lu Si's expression did not change, still so flat and gloomy. He ignored the accusations directed at him and asked, “Where did Lan’er go?” There was a trace of worry from his sight. “Where did you hide her?”
Lu Si's question made Huang Miaoling quite surprised, slightly wanting to laugh. “What makes you think I know where Lan’er is?” ask him with a scornful look. The woman added, “What makes you think that Lan’er wants to meet you after knowing everything you have done?”
Huang Miaoling's words were sharp, sharp enough to hurt his already fragile relationship with Lu Si. After all, they had time to become teachers and disciples, what really had to become like this?
Lu Si wanted to raise his hand to strangle the woman before him, just like the last time they met. However, this time he realized clearly that Huang Miaoling's words were correct. After all he had done, Lan’er must have hated himself.
“Huang Miaoling, I don't have time to waste, so do you,” Lu Si replied. “Two days you slept so quietly, but do you know how many people have lost their lives during that time?”
‘Two days?!’ huang Miaoling choked in his heart, not expecting himself to be unconscious for that long. Although her body does not feel comfortable, but the woman can judge that she was not seriously injured. ‘Why can I fall asleep for that long?’
Lu Si squinted his eyes, impatient. “Are you just going to be quiet?”
Lu Si's words made Huang Miaoling's spirit return. He also remembered Wang Chengliu's words to him. “I will answer if you answer my question,” said the woman.
“Do you think you are in a position to negotiate with me?!” furious Lu Si, felt his emotions re-ignited.
Huang Miaoling ignored Lu Si's anger, then immediately fired his question, “What do you know about my family's safety?”
Lu Si clicked his tongue, cursing the stubbornness of the woman before him. In addition, Huang Miaoling did ask one question, but of course ‘family’ in this case does not only refer to one person—it means that the woman will not only get one answer.
However, who was Lu Si? Is he going to willingly step into Mingwei Junzhu's trap?
“There are survivors,” replied Lu Si ambiguously.
Hearing the man's reply, Huang Miaoling felt his breath choking. With his head bowed, the woman sat down, ‘There is a survivor ... means there is also a ...’ His throat felt dry, and his gaze felt a little twitching.
“Your answer,” Lu Si cut off Huang Miaoling's daydream without hesitation. “I've done my part, now you need to do your part.” Lu Si meant that none other than Huang Miaoling had to answer his question.
Huang Miaoling was silent for a moment, he wanted to say that Lu Si's answer was unsatisfactory. However, he realized that the man would not give more answers, so there was no use for him to make Lu Si even more angry.
Mingwei Junzhu raised his head slightly and replied, “I don't know.”
“Huang Miaoling!” snapped Lu Si, not feeling himself patient enough to follow the mental game of Mingwei Junzhu. “You have agreed!”
“Yes, but I never said I knew anything,” Huang Miaoling replied with a faint smile. He did not lie, Huang Miaoling really did not know about the whereabouts of Lan’er.
Finally, Huang Miaoling sighed. “Lan’er meet me in one night. Before parting ways, he said that it was the last time we met—”
“Before your destiny rope is separated for good,” continued Lu Si made Huang Miaoling surprised, do not understand how the man knew it. Lu Si then covered half his face, putting on a wounded expression. “That girl ...”
After getting the thing he wanted, Lu Si turned around quickly to leave the room. However, he suddenly stopped before reaching the living room, right at the border of the sleeping room.
“Do not regret,” said Lu Si, one hand gripping the door frame tightly. “You should not regret the ending that will soon come,” the man turned his head and looked towards Huang Miaoling with his teary red eyes—the sight that made the Mingwei Junzhu freeze, “or I myself will kill you!”
Shortly after the remark was said, Lu Si walked out of the room. The man did not spare the slightest time to look towards Chenxiao who was waiting outside the room, he just stepped away leaving the corridor and disappeared out of nowhere.
In his place, Chenxiao sat down, ‘Didn't Master Lu and the Sixth Prince ... so similar?’ Chenxiao shook his head, then stepped inside the room.
On top of the bed, Huang Miaoling sighed. ‘He always intends to kill me.’ his inner reply to Lu Si's previous statement. The woman was grateful for the fact that she did not waste time by asking the man for help.
Suddenly, Huang Miaoling heard the approaching footsteps. She turned her head and found Chenxiao approaching her.
The arrival of Chenxiao made the mind of Huang Miaoling who had floated due to Lu Si instantly return. “Chenxiao ..”
Chenxiao froze, feeling a little strange. Huang Miaoling's call to him sounded familiar, as if they had known each other for a long time.
With a hardened expression, Chenxiao sent a punch to the side of Huang Miaoling's nape, seizing the woman's consciousness forcibly. “I'm sorry, Junzhu.”
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Huang Miaoling opened his eyes, realizing that he was no longer lying helplessly on the bed as before. Now, he was firmly tied to an iron chair in a small room shrouded in an intoxicating rancid smell. The lighting of the place is very limited, only in the form of two torches on two sides of the walls of the room.
The clink of iron made the woman's black bead glance to the left, finding the whereabouts of Chenxiao's figure who was grabbing something similar to a dagger. “Chenxiao,” call Huang Miaoling.
As before, Huang Miaoling's call made Chenxiao stop his action. The man turned around and looked at the woman sitting on the iron chair. “Junzhu, what exactly is your destination?” ask him curiously.
“I don't understand what you mean,” reply Huang Miaoling.
“You only need to hand over the Crown Prince and also Princess Wu,” Chenxiao explained. “Only by doing so will your family be safe. Isn't that what you want?” tanyakanya. “Against the Sixth Prince with your current situation is not a wise choice, especially since he knows everyone's weaknesses.”
Huang Miaoling was silent for a moment when he heard the words of Wang Chengliu's escort. “As you say, my situation is indeed unfavorable,” I am that woman. However, his eyes then emitted a determination. “But, what makes you think that Wang Chengliu is more knowledgeable than me?”
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A/S:
Chenxiao: The Sixth Prince knows everyone's weaknesses.
Huang Miaoling: I am more knowledgeable than Wang Chengliu.
Me: Am I a joke to you?