âQingluo, are you going?â
Mu Fangyunâs breath hitched, and cold sweat involuntarily appeared in her palms.
âYes.â
Without the slightest hesitation, Lin Qingluo raised her eyebrows playfully, revealing a teasing shallow smile: âHow else will we find out what heâs up to?â
âQingluoâ¦â
Mu Fangyun wanted to persuade her further.
âCommander Mu.â
Lin Qingluo suddenly spoke, cutting her off: âThe loyalty of the Lin Clanâs army is known to heaven and earth and should not be doubted by anyone.â
âQingluo, Aunt Mu didnât mean it that way.â
Mu Fangyun was startled, her face flushed, and she hurriedly defended herself: âAunt Mu is worried that you young ones may be impulsive and easily provoked, falling into his divisive trap.â
âCommander Mu, my sister has already said that the loyalty of the Lin Clanâs army is known to heaven and earth and should not be doubted by anyone.â
Lin Jinlong didnât like what he heard and responded coldly, deliberately emphasizing the words âshould not be doubted by anyone.â
âAh, the more I say, the more it comes out wrong.â
Mu Fangyun stuttered, extremely annoyed.
âSister, donât go!â
Lin Yixuan suddenly choked up, raised his head, and looked affectionately at his sister. Large tears rolled down from his eyes.
âYixuan?â
Lin Qingluo was startled and suddenly realized something. Subconsciously, she reached out to cover his mouth.
âChen Xun buried gunpowder under the tent.â
Lin Yixuan spoke before she could act, chokingly recounting the scene that had flashed through his mind just moments ago.
âIf Brother Meng and the others go, theyâll dieâ¦â
**
There was a deathly silence within the tent, the young warriors were dumbfounded by the prophecy, staring incredulously.
Lin Qingluoâs heart ached as she watched, wide-eyed, as a strand of Yixuanâs black hair at the corner of his forehead visibly turned white at a rapid pace.
âYixuan, donât speak, donât say anything anymore.â
Unable to suppress the indescribable pain, she stepped forward and embraced the crying young man.
âThat son of a bitch, Chen Xun! Iâll slaughter him!â
âSkin him alive!â
âDonât let him off easily!â
Wang Meng and the others regained their senses and were furious, gritting their teeth, wishing they could charge out now and tear Chen Xun to pieces.
âQingluo, Chen Xun is a desperate man and deserves to die.â
Mu Fangyun witnessed Lin Yixuanâs hair turning from black to white with her own eyes, trembling with fear within, she braced herself and comforted.
âWe must not disappoint the Little Princeâs intentions. We must come up with an appropriate plan for any emergency.â
âThereâs no need to bother.â
Lin Qingluoâs gaze was deep as a palpable killing intent surrounded her.
âChen Xun deserves to die. I will personally send him to the Underworld.â
**
In the command tent of the Northwest Border Army, Chen Xun had a gloomy expression as he listened to his advisorâs account of the Lin siblingsâ response.
âIn your opinion, among them, the one with the most influence is that 13-year-old girl?â
âExactly.â
Thinking about being sprayed in the face by Lin Jinpeng, a flash of resentment appeared in the advisorâs eyes.
âNot only were the three Lin siblings in the tent, but there was also someone from the Imperial Court. If Iâm not mistaken, that person should be the Grand Commander of the Department of Justice, Mu Fangyun.â
âHmph!â
Having been repeatedly targeted for assassination, Chen Xun harbored deep resentment towards the Imperial Court. Hearing this, he glared with a vicious expression.
The advisor did not waste the opportunity to advise: âGeneral, thereâs something I donât know if I should say.â
âSpeak.â
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âThe Lin Clan is foolishly loyal, oppressed by the Empress for decades without even daring to fart. That girl is skilled in Beast Taming, posing a great threat to us. If they donât know any better, we might as well simplyâ¦â
With a vicious expression, the advisor quietly approached Chen Xun and made a throat-slitting gesture.