Qin's Moon: I'm really not the Holy Lord of the Demonic Sect

Chapter 144 Perhaps...it's possible

When the entire Nanyang was under a massive manhunt to capture Yan Lingji, she thought of a brilliant place where no one could possibly find her, or more accurately, no one would dare to search that place.

The place where Yan Lingji could find a sense of security was the Sikong Mansion.

Considering that she had been able to escape safely from the Sikong Mansion before, it was clear that there were no experts in the mansion. Now, if she went to the Sikong Mansion to hide, there would be no one there who could threaten her. Moreover, because of its power, the Sikong Mansion was the only place in the entire Nanyang that could be left unsearched.

With that thought in mind, Yan Lingji had no more hesitation. As night fell, she quickly made her way to the Sikong Mansion.

The Sikong Mansion was originally the residence of the Nanyang Magistrate. Because it was easy to find, with Yan Lingji's lightness skill, as long as she was not surrounded, she could move freely and quickly arrived at the Sikong Mansion. She bypassed the guards and sneaked inside.

As she passed a room, Yan Lingji's ears twitched slightly. She heard a voice from inside the room, a voice that was familiar to her. It was the voice of Sikong, which she had heard before when she woke up from her unconsciousness.

However, although she had woken up at that time, she was not fully awake, and the situation was critical, so she didn't have time to think much. When she heard the voice again, besides the familiarity, she also heard something else.

His voice was rather pleasant. Yan Lingji thought almost subconsciously.

At the time, she only thought that the South Korean official must be an old man, otherwise he could not have reached such a high position. But in the chaos she created at that time, in a fleeting glance, she already knew that the other party was a young man. Now, when she heard this voice again, the impression that was still a little vague gradually became clear.

He seemed to be a very handsome young man. Yan Lingji's heart skipped a beat. Originally, she planned to find a quiet place to lie in wait, but she suddenly changed her mind. She sneaked to the window and looked into the room through the slightly open window.

Only then did she truly see the Korean general who had almost become her master.

"He's so young." Yan Lingji was quite shocked when she saw the person in the room. Although she already knew that the Minister of Works from Korea was a young man, the hall was in chaos at the time, and she was busy running away, so she didn't get a good look at his face.

Thinking of appearance, Yan Lingji suddenly recalled that scene from back then. In the chaos, that person seemed to have their back to her the whole time, and she hadn't seen their face.

Turning her back to him? Thinking back to the scene, Yan Lingji was a little confused. She had suddenly attacked and injured him. Wasn't she, a fearsome killer who could control flames, enough to make the other party feel even the slightest shock?

Or does he have enough confidence to face any possible unexpected events? Or does he simply not care about his sudden outburst and violence?

Is that even possible?

The thought that the other party might possess power far exceeding her own felt absurd to Yan Lingji. She was certainly not the strongest being, but she was definitely not weak either.

Yan Lingji believed that there were many people who could defeat her, but few dared to expose their backs to her. This was not just because the other party was stronger than her, but because their strength was enough to crush her. That's why they dared to expose their backs to her.

But how old is he? How could he possibly possess power far exceeding mine? So, there's only the second possibility: he was so panicked at the time that he forgot something.

Thinking of this possibility, Yan Lingji felt slightly relieved. Then she felt a wave of self-mockery. Being imprisoned for two or three years had made her timid. She had started to be paranoid. How could a small country like Korea have so many experts, especially such young ones?

Since the other party couldn't possibly be a strong person, then it could only be someone who wasn't proficient in martial arts, which is why he didn't react in time and ended up turning his back to the assassin.

Having already made her judgment, Yan Lingji felt more at ease and began to scrutinize the other party through the crack in the window.

"She's quite pretty." Yan Lingji thought to herself. Her own appearance was impeccable, so for her to call someone "pretty" meant they were more than just pretty.

Compared to the bizarre and diverse Baiyue people, Yang Che at this time was undoubtedly more in line with Yan Lingji's aesthetic.

With just one glance, Yan Lingji felt a slight liking for the people in the room. Of course, it was only a slight liking; beautiful people always easily attract the favor of others, regardless of gender.

"Based on the movements of that Baiyue demoness, it can be seen that she will not leave Nanyang in the short term. There must be something in Nanyang that she cares about. She will not leave until she finds this thing. This is our opportunity. As long as she stays in Nanyang, she will not be able to escape the inescapable net that the master has set up for her."

"Stop calling her the Baiyue demoness; she has her own name too."

"You're right, sir."

Yan Lingji overheard the conversation between the two people in the room, and a thought immediately struck her: He said, "I have a name too?"

Yan Lingji was filled with mixed feelings. What was her name again? She seemed to have forgotten. She only knew that she was called Yan Lingji now. Yan Lingji was not her name, but her code name in the assassin group, which was no different from code names such as Peerless Ghost, King of a Hundred Poisons, and Corpse-Driving Demon.

As Yan Lingji pondered, a thought suddenly struck her. Her original plan was to lie in wait, but now she had another idea.

A glint of wisdom flashed in Yan Lingji's eyes: If I could control that Minister of Works in Han and use his power to find the Crown Prince, it would be much more efficient. Compared to individual power, the Minister of Works' mansion undoubtedly has far more information and channels.

Yes, that's exactly it.

Yan Lingji thought about it more and more and it seemed feasible. Of course, she herself didn't realize the real reason.

Subconsciously, she wanted to have some interaction with the people in the room.

Having made up her mind, Yan Lingji became even more reserved. Having already devised a plan, she was even less willing to allow any unexpected events to occur.

It wasn't until much later that the people in the room left, leaving only the room's owner.

Yan Lingji cautiously searched her surroundings for any movement. Having already figured out the location of the guards, she seized an opportunity and quietly sneaked in.

It was already close to dusk, and although the room was lit, it was still somewhat dim, which gave Yan Lingji the perfect opportunity.

As darkness fell, Yan Lingji quietly appeared behind Yang Che and mischievously patted the man's shoulder.

Yang Che almost instinctively turned his head and found himself pressed against a beautiful face. He could even feel her warm breath.