C77 (1/2)

In less than half a cup of tea's time, Lin Qing followed Wen Xueqi to a luxurious room.

There were curtains around the room, and small bells hung on the curtains. Inside the room were three women dressed in ancient clothing, their long hair covering the ground, their bodies graceful, their bodies well-developed, and their faces delicate.

One of the three women was playing a zither. The sound of their playing could be heard, as if they were fighting in the middle of a battlefield.

A woman was holding a short green flute. The mouth of the lotus was gently opened. The sound was extremely beautiful, and when matched with the sound of the zither, it actually gave off a discordant feeling of beauty.

The last woman held a small drum in her hand. Occasionally, she would use a light hammer to complement with the sound of the flute and guqin. Her occasional movements were like the sound of metal clashing, giving people a feeling of being born from nature.

But on the main seat, there was a man wearing a black tiger mask. The man wore black clothes, and his muscles were bulging. At his waist was a three foot long sword with a blue blade, and his eyes shined brightly.

At this moment, the man's eyes were closed as he listened to the beautiful music in the room. One of his hands was tapping the beat, and the other was holding a small cup of tea.

As Lin Qing and Wen Xueqi barged in, the masked man with the black tiger mask suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Lin Qing.

”All of you can leave now”? Wen Xueqi stood at the side and said to the three women with a wave of her hand.

”Yes, Master!” The three women bowed and said.

”Helmsman Lin, I've already found them for you. I wonder if sire will let my little sister off,” after the three women had left, Wen Xueqi coldly said this with hatred in her eyes.

”Haha, don't worry, your little sister is safe.” The masked man wearing the black tiger mask chuckled softly. Facing Wen Xueqi's hateful gaze, he didn't seem to care in the slightest.

”Could it be that your esteemed self doesn't keep his promise?” When Wen Xueqi heard this, her beautiful face was filled with anger as she coldly shouted.

”Do as you say. It's just a small matter. You won't let me destroy my plans!” The man with the black tiger mask coldly said before lightly clapping his hands.

Following the sounds of applause, some faint footsteps could be heard. After a while, two masked men supported a woman as they walked over.

The woman had a petite figure and an exquisite figure. She slightly clenched her teeth, giving off a sense of stubbornness.

Seeing that the woman was being supported, Wen Xueqi immediately became excited and could not help but exclaim, ”Little Sister.”

”Elder sister!” The moment the woman who had been held hostage saw Wen Xueqi, she immediately shouted out loud with an excited expression and her originally dispirited expression returned to normal.

”Your Excellency, it's time to fulfill the agreement.” Seeing her own little sister, Wen Xueqi's heart was still excited, but she still controlled her emotions and coldly spoke to the black masked man in black.

Hearing this, the masked man in black gently waved his hand, and the two masked men who were holding the woman immediately let go.

After being liberated, the cute girl was like a baby that threw itself into a nest, quickly jumping into Wen Xueqi's embrace.