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Hearing the sounds coming from inside the room, Lu Yibei's eyes lit up slightly. She took two steps forward, pressed her body against the door, and pricked up her ears.
Her appearance was exactly like that of the neighborhood busybodies who heard that Second Ni, who had been working out of town for several years and hadn't returned home for the New Year, had brought a man back with her.
Gossip value off the charts!
When the Yumen Pass city gate opened, Lu Yibei had vaguely seen a General in armor, wielding a sword, cut off the head of the man in luxurious robes who seemed to have come as the Emperor's envoy to bestow a reward.
She didn't know the full story of the incident, only feeling that the General was too impulsive.
Even if he wasn't satisfied with the Emperor's reward, even if he had some personal grudge against the man in luxurious robes, he shouldn't have beheaded the envoy in front of so many people, right?
There were plenty of ways to kill someone without anyone knowing; why did he have to choose a method that slapped the Emperor in the face?
Now, having accidentally overheard a conversation related to the scene she witnessed, she immediately became intensely interested.
However, perhaps the man and woman inside the room felt the topic of discussion was too sensitive. After the first few sentences, their voices immediately lowered. Even with Lu Yibei pressed entirely against the door, she could only hear indistinct murmurs, unable to make out the specific content.
This greatly worried Lu Yibei, who was eagerly waiting outside for gossip, making her anxious and restless, as if a thousand tiny cats were scrambling inside her, sharpening their claws everywhere.
Just then, faint footsteps came from behind her.
Following the sound, she saw a middle-aged woman dressed in coarse cloth, carrying a wooden box, walking quickly from the end of the corridor.
Straightening up, she took a step back.
As soon as Lu Yibei moved aside, the woman raised her hand and knocked on the door.
“Dong dong dong...”
After three light knocks on the door, the middle-aged woman pressed against the door and whispered, “Miss, I’ve found everything you asked for.”
After she spoke, a few seconds passed, and the door creaked open.
A beautiful woman poked half of her body out from behind the door.
She appeared to be around twenty years old, with skin like goose fat, lively eyes, a plum blossom-shaped hair ornament on her forehead, and long black hair styled into a conical Huihe bun on top of her head. She wore a crimson, fold-collar, narrow-sleeved, long dress and a pair of pink embroidered shoes adorned with mandarin ducks and butterflies.
That's right, it was the same pair of embroidered shoes that had dangled above Lu Yibei's head not long ago; she recognized them at a glance. fɾēewebnσveℓ.com
The woman's appearance reminded her of the "Cat Demon" in a movie she had once seen called "Legend of the Demon Cat."
Of course, that sense of eeriness probably came entirely from those embroidered shoes...
After the woman emerged, she glanced left and right. Seeing no one around, she took the wooden box from the middle-aged woman and quietly asked, “Sixth Sister-in-law, when you looked for these things, you didn't tell anyone they were coming to me, did you?”
“Of course not, Miss. You told me not to let others know, so how could I tell anyone?” the middle-aged woman replied.
Hearing this, the beautiful woman sighed in relief, took a few copper coins from her waist, slipped them into the middle-aged woman's hand, and instructed, “That’s good! Thank you, Sixth Sister-in-law.”
“If anyone asks later, I hope you’ll continue to keep it a secret for me.”
The middle-aged woman counted the copper coins in her hand, a smile spreading across her face, and nodded repeatedly, “Understood, understood. Miss, you know me; this old woman’s lips are always sealed.”
With that, she put away the copper coins and happily departed.
The beautiful woman stood at the door, watching the middle-aged ✪ Nоvеlіgһt ✪ (Official version) woman walk away, let out a long sigh, and then retreated back into the room.
Lu Yibei, who had already slipped into the room while the beautiful woman and the middle-aged woman were talking, watched her behind her, seeing her furtive behavior, and couldn't help but curl her lips.
“......”
As the old saying goes, if you don't want others to know, don't do it in the first place...
Another old saying goes, if you have a clear conscience, you won't fear ghosts knocking on your door...
This woman probably wouldn't imagine that there's a "ghost-like" existence like me observing in the dark, Lu Yibei thought secretly.
It was only at this moment that she finally experienced the joy of being invisible.
Recalling her thoughts, she looked towards the deeper part of the room and slightly furrowed her brows.
Through the screen dividing the room, she could vaguely see a man sitting on the bed on the other side of the room.
The man looked to be in his early thirties. The woman called him "General," but his face was fair and delicate, like a frail scholar from a urban legend novel, who would encounter female demons teasing him when walking at night.
If not for his sufficiently robust and tall build, and the scars covering various parts of his body, it would be difficult to associate him with the title "General."
Under the gentle candlelight, his pale lips seemed to be waxed, and his body trembled slightly. He raised a hand to cover his chest, with faint traces of blood seeping between his fingers, apparently suffering from a serious injury.
“......”
That's strange, in the scene I saw earlier, weren't the Yumen Pass armored soldiers surrounding the man in luxurious robes and his attendants?
How did he get injured?
Lu Yibei thought, then turned to look at the beautiful woman. She saw her walk to the man's side, silently open the wooden box, and reveal scissors, clean cotton cloth, and various porcelain bottles.
As expected, those porcelain bottles contained various medicinal ointments for injuries.
The woman silently took out the medicine from the wooden box and poured it onto a clean cotton cloth. The man cooperatively released his hand from his chest.
Upon seeing the man's wounds, Lu Yibei immediately realized that those injuries were most likely not caused by the man in luxurious robes. frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓
The edges of those wounds were slightly blackened, seemingly already beginning to rot.
The deepest wound was on his chest, revealing the stark white bone. If it were a few inches deeper, his internal organs would probably be visible.
And deep within those wounds, a deep red glow permeated, faintly emitting waves of restless Spiritual Energy fluctuations, appearing to be injuries left by a Psychic or a urban legend.
Furthermore, from the state of the wounds, it could be inferred that the Psychic or urban legend was quite powerful, so much so that the Spiritual Energy fluctuations lingered, unable to dissipate for a long time, continuously causing harm to the man's body.
Looking at those wounds, although the woman tried her best to control her emotions, even biting her lip to prevent herself from making a sound, her trembling hands while applying the medicine to the man clearly revealed her inner unease.
A moment later, the woman finally couldn't help but speak, “General, you shouldn't have killed that envoy. If this action causes the Emperor to become suspicious, your situation will likely become even more difficult.”
Lu Yibei nodded and gave the woman a thumbs up.
Openly opposing your direct superior, isn't that just asking for trouble?
You see, I never go against my Leader.
Hearing the woman's words, the man repeatedly hesitated to speak several times before sighing, “Alas, how could I not know what you’re saying? I just couldn’t swallow my anger.”
“What do they mean by just putting on a show and not wasting resources? Don’t I know what they’re thinking? They’re thinking that no matter what, even if Yumen Pass falls, the Shaman King won’t affect them, so it’s better to save some expenses for their enjoyment.”
“But they are far away in Chang'an and Luoyang, enjoying peace, how can they know the suffering of the frontier?”
“......” The woman opened her mouth, seemingly wanting to say something, but in the end, she just gently patted the man’s shoulder and said, “The front is bandaged. Turn around, okay?”
The man cooperatively turned around, then continued to speak to himself, “If this action of mine can attract the Emperor’s attention, perhaps it’s a good thing. After all, asking me to lead a few thousand men against the Shaman King’s tens of thousands of troops is a bit too much.”
“Oh, right!” As if he had thought of something, the man slapped his head, “You absolutely must not let news of my injury get out!”
“If the soldiers know I’m this badly injured, it will affect their morale.”
The woman shook her head and said somewhat impatiently, “Do you need to remind me? I already gave orders that no one will spread news of your injury.”
“......”
The two spoke back and forth, but Lu Yibei was momentarily lost in thought because of the Spirit Mark on the man's back.
That Spirit Mark, like the totem on the token in her hand, was precisely the legendary dragon species, Chilong.
This person... could he be the legendary Nanling Prince Longxiang?
