âYou old hag!â
Mu Fei gritted his teeth, never expecting the Empress Dowager to be of such an advanced age and ill to boot, yet still possess such meticulous cunning; it was truly detestable!
âHow dare you be so insolent!â
Qin Muyan, knife pointed at Mu Fei, said, âYou claim to be of the Great Wei Dynasty, but who are you really to dare to oppose the Imperial family, deceive my imperial grandmother, and plot against my cousin!â
âHa!â Mu Fei scoffed, his eyes brimming with contempt.
Qin Ge came back to her senses at his laugh, âIt was you who used me, you almost made me kill my sisterâs daughter!â
Thinking back on it made Qin Geâs heart tremble uncontrollably.
Looking at Su Yingxue, who was alive before her, she couldnât help but shed tears, âIâm sorry, auntie almost caused your death.â
âAuntie, you neednât blame yourself, you too were deeply harmed by them. The ones who harm others are these people with wicked hearts!â
Having said that, Su Yingxue drew her red jade soft whip and attacked Mu Fei.
Mu Fei swiftly dodged, exhibiting exceptional lightness skill. Qin Muyan, from behind him, struck out, the blade whooshed through the air and, with a loud slash, opened a gash across Mu Feiâs back.
âDamn it!â
Mu Fei glared at the two of them, his eyes bloodshot. Now he couldnât kill Su Yingxue, but his vengeance⦠must be exacted!
He risked the danger of encountering Qin Muyanâs blade and attacked the Empress Dowager.
A white powder flew from his sleeves, spreading towards the Empress Dowager like a fog.
âGrandmother, hold your breath! Donât inhale!â
Su Yingxue shouted loudly, but it was already too late.
The Empress Dowager inhaled a large amount of the white powder, and even Qin Ge inhaled quite a bit; both of them collapsed to the ground and passed out.
âImperial Grandmother!â
âMother!â
Qin Muyan quickly ran to their side and helped them up.
He did not forget to instruct the palace guards behind him, âSomeone come, capture this traitor, donât let him escape!â
Having bought some time by engaging Su Yingxue and Qin Muyan, Mu Fei quickly left the imperial palace and returned to the dilapidated Mu Family estate.
This place was originally his home, but it had been destroyed after the family was raided.
Ah Jing, carrying a tray of freshly baked pastries, saw Mu Fei return and excitedly held them up to him, âMaster, I made these today; they should taste better than yesterdayâs. Please try them, Master!â
âPut them down, and come with me.â
Mu Fei grasped Ah Jingâs hand tightly, his eyes deep in thought as if pondering something.
A fleeting look of guilt crossed Ah Jingâs face. Had the master noticed something?
She had secretly added something to the pastriesâ¦
âPut them down quickly!â
Mu Fei moved to throw away the pastries she made, but Ah Jing protected them in her arms as if they were treasures, âMaster, please, donât throw them away. Ah Jing will eat them to show you.â
She wolfed down two pieces of the pastries, mumbling unclearly, âSee, Master, they really do taste much better. Please⦠just try them.â
If it were any other female slave, Mu Fei would have smashed the pastries and killed her!
Such a waste of time!
But seeing the hope brimming in Ah Jingâs eyes, Mu Fei took the remaining pastries and rapidly ate them all.
He had already delayed for the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, âAlright, Iâve eaten them, now hurry up!â
He pulled Ah Jing with him towards the hidden passage in the house, which led directly to the ghost market.
Once back in the ghost market, not even Qin Muyan could do anything to him.
But there was a strange atmosphere in the secret passage.
Mu Fei had many highly skilled martial arts slaves to protect him; someone from the other end of the passage came to report, âMaster, itâs not good, the passage has been destroyed. Master, you must return!â