Chapter 17 (1/2)

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Tian Miao’s words stunned Kong Hou, who froze, dumbfounded.

“Do you know why our trips to various worlds are called light seizing and shadow chasing missions?” Tian Miao spoke again, softly.

Kong Hou looked at the images in the mirrors and fell silent. There was a slight frown on her face, but she didn’t utter a single word. She only bit hard on her bottom lip.

Dong Xiao saw the deep frown on Kong Hou’s face and sighed inwardly. When it came to her attitude toward humans, Kong Hou was always so stubborn. However, this stubborn character of hers was still one of the reasons why their master liked her.

As it turned out, their boss didn’t mean to guilt her at all. She merely flashed a broad, gentle smile and didn’t ask any further questions.

“All right. Our guest is about to arrive. Go and get ready to welcome the blind Young Marquis.” With a snap of her fingers, the few large mirrors in front of Tian Miao instantly disappeared.

“Yes, Boss.” Dong Xiao and Kong Hou took their leave.

In the forest, some of the bodyguards had returned to the capital to report the situation while the remaining ones joined the round-faced youth and his company as they anxiously sought a way down to the bottom of the pit.

But to their dismay, they came to realize that this was an extremely steep pit. They’d need the help of ropes in order to climb down it. Seeing that this was the situation, everyone’s hearts sank even deeper than before.

The pit was damp, dark, and seemingly bottomless. It really seemed as though the odds were stacked against the Young Marquis. Was this going to be the end of him?

The sky gradually darkened.

But their surroundings were lit with countless fire torches, and it was so bright it was like it was still daylight.

Xiao Anning’s grandfather, grandmother, father, mother, and even Prince Ying had all rushed over in person. This went to show how much love and worry they had for him.

Tan Weizhi was trembling all over in fear and had peed in his pants, which explained the yellow stains visible between his inner thighs. He had never witnessed a situation as serious as this before. The words of the round-faced youth were still echoing in his ears: even if he were sentenced to death by a thousand cuts, these people’s anger still wouldn’t be satisfied.

How could this be? It shouldn’t be like this. It was just a blind Young Marquis. Why had things blown up this much?

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The entire capital city was alarmed. And the dense forest was crowded with people, as though it were still daylight.

The Young Marquis had fallen deep down all the way to the bottom of the pit. When he had plummeted down from such a steep and high place, he himself had also thought that the situation was more dire than optimistic, and lost hope for survival. But at this very moment, other than some abrasions on his body and looking somewhat in a wretched state, there were no other wounds on him. Even he himself found it so incredulous.