84 Dance Of Death 1 (2/2)

His eyes darted back to Hongyue, who looked out straight ahead. What was she doing? Was she not afraid of death, calling them out like this?! Why provoke a sleeping tiger?!

But Hongyue's eyes were concentrated on the floating petals swirling in front of her.

Yes. It was risky at this point of time, but since it seemed like the shadows' goals were to kill, Hongyue had to make a move first. If she stayed passive, it would only grow into a disadvantage for her. Her eyes gazed toward the entrance of the garden. It would be unfortunate if more were to arrive. If that was the case, the best way to deal with this was to wipe them all out before they could make another move.

She'll have to force their hands.

Timing was more important than anything else.

Everything else after...Hongyue could deal with it later.

”Oh. Did I forget to mention that it's a dance of death? Does it sound more enticing now?”

There was the rustling of leaves before two dark shadows jumped out to suddenly attack. Their speed appeared to be inhuman as they closed closer toward the eldest miss. There was nothing to be seen other than the after-image of their figures. Hongyue stood in place without the intention of moving, but a smile made its way up her face.

”Oh, how nice of you to join me.”

*****

Meanwhile back at General Wei's manor, the general paced back and fro in his room. What was this?! Why was it becoming such a mess now? First, a ghost shows up at his banquet. Then the second madam went crazy, and now Hongyue was taken away by the emperor. What was he to do now?! So infuriating!

His fingers curled tightly within his fist. His plans! His plans! He laughed hollowly. So many sacrifices, even if it couldn't bore fruit—he'll force it to give fruit!

Didn't Hongyue seem to trust Lan'er? He turned his head toward the door.

”Men! Get the third miss. Have her come back home!”