C12 (2/2)

In this way, half of his worries were gone. He wanted to see exactly who had the guts to make a move on the prime of his life.

What he didn't know was that at this moment, in private room number 1, there was a mysterious person who had been paying attention to the movements of private room number 7 the entire time.

”Heh …” ”So you want a puppet pill …” The mysterious person chuckled and waved his hand.

A maid quickly came up from behind him and bowed while waiting for his orders.

”Go, place this slip of paper under the puppet pill and hand it over to the person.” The mysterious man took out a small piece of paper from his sleeve and handed it to the servant girl.

The maidservant received the slip of paper and softly said, ”Yes.” She then bowed and left.

As for that mysterious person, he continued to look in the direction of room number 7. The corner of his mouth curled up, his finger unconsciously twirling the ring on his finger. It was unknown what he was thinking. The ring on his hand was similar to the one Mo Yunfei lent Nangong Jue, but it was more complex and detailed, vividly depicting the terrifying and eerie appearance of a green-faced fanged ghost.

At this moment, in room number 7, Thunder had already retrieved the puppet core. He held the embroidered box in both hands in front of Nangong Jue.

”Prince, take a look.”

”Yes.” Nangong Jue opened the embroidered box. Suddenly, his pupils froze as he reached out his hand to pull out the slip of paper beneath the porcelain bottle.

”Prince?”

Thunder saw the drastic change in Nangong Jue's expression and asked carefully.

”Did you get this embroidered box from the auction house? Have you checked it before? ” Nangong Jue's voice was ice-cold, and the hairs on his back stood up. A feeling of helplessness and fear that was controlled by someone else suddenly seized him.

He quickly arrived in front of the railing and used his hands to hold onto it as he looked around, but he didn't find anything out of the ordinary.

”It was given to me by the auction house. I have checked it before and did not find anything else.”

”Damn it!” Nangong Jue opened the paper slip and glanced at it. Then, with a shake of his wrist, he used his inner force to turn the paper slip into ashes. His long and narrow almond-shaped eyes slightly narrowed, and his entire body emitted a strong low-pressure aura.

”Thunder, go back to the Manor right now and give this puppet pill to that Dark Clone. You must find out who the person behind him is.”

”Also, send someone to check the background of this Paraphrase Arm.”

”Yes.” Thunder accepted the order and left.

It seemed like the capital was getting more and more chaotic. They just didn't know what kind of forces were involved in this mess.

Who was the person who sent the message to him? Was his information reliable? Who was the person who met with Prince Retract of the Huns, and what was his connection with Mo Yunlong's poisoning? And who was the mastermind behind all of this? Who was the person who had planted the spy in his mansion?

Whether they were friends or foes, what was their goal?

Right, there was also Mo Yunfei. This playful, disrespectful, and evil person, what was his purpose in approaching me?

Nangong Jue felt that the recent events were getting weirder and weirder.

”Phew …” Nangong Jue heaved a sigh of relief. There really was a tiger behind a wolf. One Ol 'Three should be more than enough for him to deal with it, and now there's a bunch of them. It was really hard to deal with.

Nangong Jue pinched the center of his brows and sat down on a chair tiredly with his eyes closed. No one knew what he was thinking, only his slightly trembling eyelids let people know that he was still awake …

It wasn't until the end of the auction that Nangong Jue slowly walked out of the Paraphrase Arm. Looking at the bright moon which had risen into the sky and the lit lanterns which had been lit, he had the thought of slowly pacing back home. Thunder, who was rushing over from not too far away, called out, ”Master, something bad happened …”

Nangong Jue raised his head and looked at Thunder's figure that was walking over with quick steps. He let out a sigh of relief and quickly walked up to Thunder.

”What's going on?”

”That person, he …”

”What?”

When Nangong Jue heard Thunder's reply, he shot a glance at him and his expression changed greatly. Then, he circulated his inner force and left in a cloud of dust. As for Thunder, closely behind him …