Chapter 187 – Master, do you choose to die or to perish? (28)
“Are you sure this is the place? Is she alone?” The voice drew closer.
Immediately, another voice chimed in, “Yes, yes, Young Master Lan, we’ve been observing for several days, and it’s confirmed. The girl who came with those people has low cultivation, but she’s exceptionally beautiful. I’ve lived for decades and have never seen anyone so stunning.”
“Hmph, my seventh concubine has been missing for days without a trace. Naturally, I have to demand an explanation.”
The confidence in his words was quite… firm.
Yan Luo blinked inexplicably, thinking, Buddy, where are you getting these twisted ideas?
“Little Pink, did you hear what he said?”
[I did, but Host doesn’t need to worry. With the abilities of your current body…]
“Someone dares to covet my beauty and even praises me as exceptionally beautiful!” Yan Luo’s tone suddenly became excited, interrupting Little Pink.
Little Pink choked and asked, [Isn’t your focus a bit off?]
—[My host’s mind works in mysterious ways.] -_-||
[Yes, he even wants you to become his seventh concubine.] Little Pink said sarcastically.
“So I’ve decided to give them a dignified death, to let them experience the dominance of the Lingyun Sect’s Junior Master up close!”
Little Pink : […]
The door was suddenly pushed open. Yan Luo lifted her head calmly, her gaze icy, showing no reaction.
The person entering the room froze for a moment.
Inside, a figure in light blue robes sat, with picturesque features, cold eyes yet a holy aura.
It was hard to look away, and he irresistibly swallowed hard.
After a moment of daze, he quickly put on a fierce demeanor.
Actually, this so-called Young Master Lan was quite good-looking, but his arrogance and lustful gaze were repulsive.
“You took my money and still haven’t found my concubine?”
Yan Luo casually lifted a teacup beside her and took a sip, completely ignoring him.
The gatekeeper, sensing trouble, abandoned his task and hurried to inform the City Lord.
He didn’t want to offend the cultivation sects, but neither did he want to offend Young Master Lan. His aunt was a powerful loose cultivator who was respected by many sects, and she indulged him, supporting his wrongdoing.
Even many low-level cultivators had been sent to his bed by his aunt.
But these were people from the Xuanhua Sect, important guests of the City Lord. Offending either side was unwise, so he hurried to inform the City Lord to prevent a crisis.
“Young Master is speaking to you. Did you hear? Don’t toast and not eat, my aunt is…” Before he could finish, Yan Luo raised her hand, fingers like white jade.
Before Young Master Lan could react, he felt like his body exploded, organs seemingly displaced.
With a look of horror, he stared at Yan Luo, his body flying outward.
Yan Luo’s expression remained unchanged, cold, holding the cup of tea. The pressure around her caused waves to surge.
Young Master Lan’s last memory was Yan Luo’s casual gesture, her eyes full of indifference, as if looking down on ants.
As if saying,
“I admire your ignorance.”