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"Oh, you've come." He tapped the jade ruler lightly.

The women immediately fell silent, and the palace maids and musicians playing the pipa nearby also stopped playing.

"Is Lady White Snake comfortable staying with me?" Wei Qiankun asked with a smile, his tone gentle, as if he were concerned for a guest who had come from afar. "Has anyone bullied you? Has anyone wronged you?"

The woman remembered the white tiger at the door, and the red silk and jade ring left on the stone steps—

"No. I'm doing very well here with you, young master."

Wei Qiankun's smile deepened.

He nodded and said to the five favored concubines beside him, "Bring the measuring tape."

The favored concubine with the purple hairpin immediately took out a slender ivory ruler from a brocade box under the table and presented it to Wei Qiankun with both hands.

Wei Qiankun took the ivory ruler, stood up, and walked closer to Bai Muyan.

"No need, young master, I have plenty of clothes." Bai Muyan quickly stepped back.

Wei Qiankun persisted, "You are naturally beautiful, it's a waste of your talent to wear those rustic clothes."

He pressed closer, his steps mysterious, and in an instant he was in front of Bai Muyan, wrapping his arms around her waist.

Bai Muyan felt the pent-up energy from the past few days rush to his head.

Without a second thought, his inner energy surged, and he punched Wei Qiankun's vital point!

Before the palm could land, the wrist was grabbed first.

The burly woman standing to the side, like a cheetah, silently approached, her right hand gripping Bai Muyan's wrist.

A powerful aura, far surpassing her own, pierced her meridians like thousands of ice needles, causing her excruciating pain akin to being slowly sliced ​​to death.

The hall fell silent immediately.

Everyone stared in disbelief at the broken jade ruler in Wei Qiankun's hand, thinking that Bai Muyan had lost all his courage.

This will not only harm her, but also her family members in the Allied Forces, and even her entire clan!

"Let go."

Wei Qiankun waved his hand, a look of "not fun" on his face.

"She's in a bad mood today, so I won't hold it against her."

"Let her go home and rest for a few days, think it over and come back."

The burly woman glared contemptuously at Bai Muyan before releasing her grip.

Bai Muyan seemed to have all his strength drained away, and only his perseverance from years of military service kept him from collapsing to the ground.

"Thank you for your consideration, young master."

After saying that, she quickly walked towards the hall door.

At this moment, a favored concubine with a green hairpin rushed to her side, tenderly handed her a bottle of medicine, and said softly, "Young Master Wei didn't mean that. She... he really meant well for you."

Bai Muyan took the medicine bottle, gave a forced smile, and continued to walk out of the attic.

It's ridiculous.

The legend of how he saved the world and cared for the people of the world after the moon is well-known throughout China.

But legends are just legends.

A hundred years have passed, and there are no living people left, not even many books in circulation that record the true events of the Moon Queen; only vague legends remain.

Bai Muyan and her ancestors had never received any favors from the Moon Goddess. It was only when they first interacted with the Moon Goddess's maids in the allied forces that they discovered this—

The other party is so morally corrupt, reckless, and arrogant.

How much truth and how much falsehood are contained in those legends of saving all living beings?

Step out of the smoke-filled staircase.

The midday sun stung her eyes.

The white tiger remained lying on the stone steps in front of the door, its tail draped at its feet, oblivious to her footsteps.

Bai Muyan didn't want to stay a moment longer. She looked down at the spot on the stone steps where she had just placed her things, and was about to pick up the precious items she had left behind—

empty.

Hong Luo is gone.

The jade ring that was wrapped around it is gone.

She stood there stunned for a long time before turning to look at the Fengyun Guards standing guard at the gate.

"Did you two older sisters put those things on the ground away?"

"Please return it to me."

The guard who had just reprimanded her turned around, still speaking in that arrogant tone:

"They're just some worthless trinkets. What rare treasures doesn't Young Master Wei have here? Why bother with those broken things?"

Bai Muyan clenched his fist again, his knuckles turning white.

"Those were the marriage certificate and tokens given to me by my lawfully wedded fiancé." She emphasized each word.

"In the eyes of you heartless lackeys, they may indeed be worthless, but to me—they are priceless treasures."

The Fengyun Guard looked Bai Muyan up and down for the first time, and said with amusement, "What's so good about men outside?"

"If he truly had courage, if he truly cared for you, why would he let you come to Young Master Wei's place?"

"Everyone in the camp knows that Young Master Wei has feelings for you, so why make things difficult for yourself? Just stay by his side obediently, and the good days are yet to come."

After she finished speaking, she turned around and casually pointed to a pile of red grass in the distance where flames were rising.

"As for your things, they've all been dealt with."

Bai Muyan's pupils contracted violently.

Without any unnecessary words, she pressed forward.

The Earth-rank martial art "Flowing Cloud Style" involves twisting the fist from the waist, with the power of the whole body flowing from the heel through the waist, hips, shoulder blades, and wrists, finally converging at the fist peak to strike the opponent's heart.

Before the Wind and Cloud Guard could react, he felt a sharp pain in his chest and staggered back dozens of steps until he was pressed against the outer wall of the Bronze Sparrow Tower.

"How dare you!"

She spat out a mouthful of blood, her bloodshot eyes bulging, and drew her sword, charging towards Bai Muyan.

Bai Muyan reacted even faster.

She knew that her killing move had failed. Her opponent was wearing an extremely thin and tough soft armor, which was no ordinary item and could actually withstand the attack of the qi.

The Fengyun Guards' blades were fast, but Bai Muyan's movements were even faster.

Her opponent's cultivation level was similar to hers, both at the mid-stage of Inner Strength, but their actual combat skills were worlds apart, which was completely inconsistent with the name "Wind and Rain Guard".

She dodged left and right, seized the opportunity, and with her five fingers together, she was about to deliver a chop to the neck exposed between the arm guard and helmet.

"roar!!"

A deafening tiger roar suddenly rang out.

The white tiger had silently appeared behind Bai Muyan without anyone noticing. A terrifying malice flashed in the beast's eyes. It opened its blood-red maw, and a foul stench rose up, as if it was about to devour Bai Muyan alive.

I'm sorry, Zhao Lang...

"It's so lively!"

A man's voice slowly and deliberately entered the chaos.

As soon as the voice fell, a huge, emerald-green shadow brushed past the woman's hair.

The white tiger, as large as a small mountain, was sent flying by the suddenly appearing emerald shadow after a deafening "Bang!" It slammed against the outer wall of the Bronze Sparrow Tower, bounced twice, and landed back on the ground, smashing a row of stone lanterns and kicking up a cloud of gravel and dust.

Lai Cai jumped up and down at Li Lin as if to take credit. Li Lin gave him a thumbs up and then pointed to the two female soldiers guarding the gate next to Bai Muyan.

Lai Cai slapped both of them once, sending them flying. They lay on the ground, their limbs twisted, their fates unknown.

The white tiger, which had landed in the distance, struggled to prop itself up on its forelegs, letting out a roar of shock and anger.

But before it could even stand up straight, a huge, jet-black claw silently reached out from the side, precisely pressing down on its neck and slamming its head into the ground, its skull cracking loudly.

It is indeed the black lion bringing good fortune.

"A soldier and a tiger, beating up an unarmed woman."

Li Lin stepped onto the stone steps, his tone icy.

"Young Master Wei's camp is indeed extraordinary."

He reached out his hand to Bai Muyan, who was lying paralyzed on the ground.

Bai Muyan was stunned for a while, and only after confirming that this was not his hallucination did he extend his uninjured left hand and be helped up by Li Lin.

"You're not one of Wei Qiankun's men, are you?" he said in a calm tone.

Bai Muyan nodded immediately.

When their eyes met, she finally saw what he looked like—an extremely young man with an ordinary appearance and a calm demeanor. When he stared at her, it was as if he was looking through her body at something else, making him extremely unfathomable.

Li Lin, the military commissioner of Nanli!

Commander-in-Chief of the Rear Guard!

That ruthless man, dragging his crippled body, tied himself to an iron sedan chair after the war!

"Were you forcibly transferred here by him?" Li Lin asked again.

Bai Muyan nodded vigorously, like a rattle-drum.

"Let's go." Li Lin made a grasping motion in the air and handed her a bottle of pills.

"Go back to your own people, along with those outsiders."

He then strode into the Bronze Sparrow Tower and immediately launched into a bombshell:

"Wei Qiankun!"

"Dare to touch my people?"

"I'll fuck your horse to death!"