"S-sorry!"
The heroine looked at the torn monk's robe and knew she was in trouble. Her face went pale with fright, eyes chaotic and hands not knowing where to place!
Boom!
The patrons of the inn were first stunned, then burst into laughter.
The hero had never seen such a scene, his face immediately flushed red.
He forcefully freed himself from the heroine's grip and fled the inn as if escaping!
"Master, wait for me!"
The heroine saw the hero trying to run away and instinctively called out from behind.
Upon hearing this, the hero seemed to have oil under his feet, escaping even faster!
He ran to a secluded corner before stopping.
He glanced at the torn monk's robe, eyes sinister with a rage that was hard to conceal!
At this moment, an old voice suddenly rang out in the hero's mind!
"Beware of anger!"
The hero felt as if a bucket of cold water was poured over him, shivered violently, and suddenly came to his senses!
He said fearfully, "Lord Arhat, did I just almost lose my mind?"
The old voice replied, "The demonic influence attacked your heart. If I hadn't awoken you in time, you would have lost your mind!"
The old voice continued, "After blocking that strike from the girl for you, I fell into slumber. What happened just now? Who pushed you to the brink? Did that girl attack again?"
He wondered, "It shouldn't be! Her Qi of the Dantian was scattered by me, unlikely to recover in three to five months. She shouldn't have the strength to attack again."
The hero took a deep breath, "It wasn't the maid of the Sixth Prince, it was someone else!"
The hero clearly trusted the old voice immensely, recounting the events at the inn in detail.
Finally, he said grimly, "It's that vile woman from the Su Family; she ruined my plans!"
The old voice fell silent after hearing this.
Though knowledgeable, he was unfamiliar with matters between men and women and didn't know how to comfort the hero.
After a long pause, he said in a deep voice, "You must obtain that Dead Dragon Egg; it is the key to activating the Ancient Tomb Array. Inside the tomb is a perfectly preserved Divine Beast Living Egg, just right to refine for you as your Dharma Guardian Beast!"
Upon hearing this, the hero's anger surged again, "The Dead Egg is now in Zhao Yi's hand. Zhao Yi thinks I'm involved with that vile Su woman, and he hates me to the bone! Taking the egg from him will be like reaching for the stars!"
The old voice fell silent upon hearing this, not having any suggestions for the moment.
After a moment of reflection, he said, "Forget it, return to the temple first! The time to open the tomb is still a while away. Try to contact the Sixth Prince and see what conditions he might have! If all else fails, we will have to resort to force!"
The old voice added, "But that should be the last resort! Zhao Yi is part of the royal family, and there are many hidden experts within. Unless absolutely necessary, we cannot confront them head-on!"
The hero nodded, "Thank you, Master Ancestor, I understand!"
Meanwhile,
Zhao Yi returned to his chambers with Qing Feng.
He took the sandalwood box from Qing Feng and instructed, "I need to retreat and research this treasure. You don't need to follow me. Take the next couple of days to rest at home!"
After saying this, Zhao Yi hummed a little tune and walked towards his chambers with the box.
Qing Feng still held the Golden Dragon Sword in her arms.
She saw Zhao Yi leaving without mentioning the sword, remembered what Zhao Yi had said before, opened her mouth wanting to ask, but couldn't utter a word!
"Mm!"
She responded coldly, then still embracing the sword, headed towards the adjoining ear room next to the chambers.
As soon as the door closed, the blood drained from Qing Feng's face, and she spat out black blood with a "wah!"
"Are you hurt?"
Inside the ear room, a charming woman in an apricot-yellow dress was calculating with an abacus.
Seeing Qing Feng spit blood, Huang Ying quickly sidled up to her and reached for her hand!
Qing Feng tried to dodge but failed, her wrist caught firmly by Huang Ying!
Huang Ying's finger checked the pulse, her face instantly growing serious, "Your Qi of the Dantian is scattered, you're suppressing the injury forcibly, you won't be able to exert yourself for at least three months!"
Retracting her hand, Huang Ying's eyes filled with anger, "Who did this?"
Qing Feng shook her head, "I don't know! The disparity was too great, I don't even know where they were, and I was injured! However, it probably involves the monks of the West Mountain Temple!"
With a chilling demeanor, Qing Feng recounted the auction incident at the inn.
After listening, Huang Ying thought deeply, "So Fajing, that monk, is indeed very suspicious!"
She raised an eyebrow at Qing Feng, reaching for the Dragon and Snake Sword in her hand.
Qing Feng turned to dodge her hand, displeased, "What are you doing?"
Huang Ying giggled, "This is the first thing His Highness has sent out, I'm just curious. Let me see!"
Qing Feng said coldly, "How childish!"
Finishing, she tightly held the sword in her arms, turning to leave.
"What a miser!" Huang Ying made a face at her.
Then, remembering something, she asked behind Qing Feng, "Did His Highness really say he wants to break the engagement? Are you sure?"
Qing Feng paused, nodded.
"Yes!"
Yellow warbler completely confused, "What is His Highness thinking? Has the sun risen in the west?"
She asked Qing Feng again, "What about His Highness's mood? He won't do anything foolish, will he?"
Qing Feng recalled Zhao Yi humming as he left, shaking her head, "No, His Highness seems to be in a good mood!"
In a good mood?
Huang Ying looked even more perplexed, "Wasn't His Highness so dedicated to Miss Su they were practically inseparable? Why so fickle now? Isn't the change too sudden?"
Qing Feng hesitated briefly, then said softly, "The Imperial Consort had an affair..."
Hm?
At these words, Huang Ying's eyes widened, "That Su is crazy! Can she find anyone in Wangjing City treating her better than His Highness? What's on her mind? Do we have any news on who that person is?"
Qing Feng said, "Just the monk from the West Mountain Temple!"
"Unbelievable!" Huang Ying fumed, "Seducing the Imperial Consort, gravely injuring a prince's maid, utterly outrageous! I will report this to the Imperial Clan Court; the West Mountain Temple must give us an explanation!"
Qing Feng nodded.
She was about to leave when Huang Ying spoke again, asking, "Did His Highness say anything?"
Qing Feng nodded, "His Highness said he would send someone to the Su Family to break the engagement, and will make the Imperial Consort pay the price!"
"Don't call her an Imperial Consort, she's unworthy!" Huang Ying fumed angrily.
"I've never been fond of that Su Qianqian!"
"Don't know what blinding technique she cast to enchant our Highness so thoroughly!"
"Out of respect for His Highness's affection, I wasn't going to stoop to her level!"
"But since she seeks her own doom, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
Upon hearing this, Qing Feng finally turned back.
She asked Huang Ying, "What do you plan to do?"
Huang Ying slapped the ledger on the table with her hand, a fierce glint flashing in her eyes.
"Simple, collect the debt!"