Chapter 11 — The Peak of Rank Eigh (1/2)

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“Ninth Miss must be teasing, this subordinate wouldn’t dare not recognize young miss. However, as per Head Madam’s command, this subordinate has no choice but to offend young miss by handing young miss over to Sixth Miss.” As Wu Gang spoke, Yun Wu happened to catch a faint glimmer of murderous intent lurking in the depths of his eyes.

He extended his hand and seized her.

Cold light flashed in Yun Wu’s eyes. She moved to break out of his grasp, but Wu Gang seemed to have been waiting for her to do that. He channeled a flow of insidious dark energy into his palm and abruptly thrust his hand towards her chest.

Yun Wu’s heart shook. She attempted to dodge but found her opponent fast and ruthless, catching her off-guard.

Suddenly.

Whoosh, whoosh… Two streaks of chilling light shot through the air, pinpointed at Wu Gang, promptly causing his expression to change. At once, he did a body flip and evaded. In the spot he had been standing, he saw two exquisite knives lodged deeply into the ground.

If he had failed to dodge, those two knives would’ve ripped into the fatal points of his head and neck. This sudden turn of events launched all the surrounding guards into a vigilant search, but they found no trace of the perpetrator.

“Who?” Wu Gang bellowed, his expression sinking. Then, he suddenly realized that the item he had been keeping within his sleeves was gone and that instantly caused his expression to shift. He lowered his head and hurriedly scoured the ground before finally seeing a small, wooden box nestled in a nearby flowering shrub.

It turned out he had dropped it while he was somersaulting. He hastened over, but another silhouette beat him to it.

Immediately after procuring the wooden box, Yun Wu drew it into her embrace. Regardless of what the box contained, to be able to make Wu Gang and Liu Qingyue’s expressions undergo such drastic changes meant the box’s contents were definitely not simple.

“Ninth Miss, please give that item back to me.” Wu Gang’s figure flickered and reappeared in front of Yu Wun, his face completely dark as he stuck out his hand, palm facing upwards.

Yun Wu took a step back, smiling widely as she asked innocently, “What item? I don’t see any items, just a mad dog barking at its master.”

Wu Gang’s eyes chilled with murder. “Since Ninth Miss is oblivious, then don’t blame this subordinate for personally performing a search.” He stretched out his hand further, intending to pull apart her clothes as to take back his item. Yun Wu drew back a step, murderous intent in her eyes. Straight on, she was in no way his opponent, but in close combat, she dared say she had a 60% chance of success.

However, before the two of them could do anything.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh… Four streaks of cold light dashed down from the sky, and this time, the knives’ origin was revealed. On the roof, there towered a fluttering white-robed figure. A headful of silver hair danced in the wind. A wicked smile adorned the man’s handsome face.

He clicked his tongue. “Such a large crowd bullying a little girl, what a good show this is.”

Right after his devilish and magnetic voice sounded, Yun Wu turned her head and looked up. When she saw the man standing in the wind, her heart couldn’t resist a quiver.