43 Three Steps Ahead (2/2)

It seemed like she had everything plotted out the whole time. She had never used her full power to attack him. It was a game.

She was just playing with him.

No, she was testing him!

Despicable!

If he knew, he wouldn't have given her his bracelet. As he trod on in pain, his once innocent expression turned darker with each step. It was no longer playful; however, his eyes still gleamed with interest. Shortly, his figure faded away into a dark mist as he walked and his person vanished. Nothing was left, as though he never been there.

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Qingyu had been right.

Hongyue had held back considerably. She only desired to test him, so she established an air barrier when she stomped her foot to block any of the explosion from leaking out. Not to mention, most of her power came from within her pearl, so even if she used her full strength, outsiders wouldn't be able to detect anything since it didn't change any of the outer environment. She had only designed the whole thing to test him.

Still, she looked at the jewelry in her hands; her eyes shimmered in joy as she flipped the new toy on her wrist.

It didn't matter if Qingyu didn't tell her everything nor did the alliance matter to her.

In truth, Hongyue didn't trust Qingyu.

Not even a little bit.

However, she was confident in her powers, and she had an ultimate trump card in her hands if anything advanced out of her plans.

While she did take back the poison, she never took back her own drop of blood. Sending the attack at Qingyu was only a disguise. The real purpose wasn't to injure him but to activate a hex on him with her blood drop that was inside him. Nonetheless, the injury served well as a distraction.

Nevertheless, cheating this weapon from him was also just an extra something she didn't expect to get. As she cleared her mind, she reached out to her left blue eye and calmly drew a rune in front of it. The rune sank into her eye before her appearance reverted back to the little good for nothing miss of the manor.

Hongyue grimaced at the crater on the ground. She swiftly marched over and booted the corner of the bed. The bed thumped against the wall, and the quilt slipped down, entirely blanketing the crater. It wouldn't have been a big deal anyway, after all, she was convinced the person arriving was the doctor or an aide.

By now the general should be deep into her trap. Nevertheless just in case, like what general said that night: she'll have to produce contaminated blood to be entirely spared from death. With his degree of distrust, she'll just have to play along.

Hongyue sneered.

That was her specialty.