She Holds the World After Being Reborn-Chapter 330 - 329: You Better Pray My Little 6 Is Safe and Sound

Chapter 330: Chapter 329: You Better Pray My Little 6 Is Safe and Sound

Stone Village.

All around were helpless cries and roars, as Li Catcher’s group wielding broadswords roamed the village like ruthless butchers, leaving swathes of blood wherever they struck.

"Big brother, almost everyone is dead," said a gaunt thin man.

The leader, a fat man, glanced around, amid the crackling sounds of sparks, faint cries for help still audible.

The fat man violently slapped the thin man on the head.

"If the boss finds out, see if you’ll still be alive, the boss said not to leave any survivors!"

"We absolutely can’t let the news of the Golden Red Feather’s emergence here get out!"

A figure in black emerged from the ruins.

"Golden Red Feather..." Piji’s voice was especially somber in that moment, "What is it?"

"The Golden Red Feather is—" The fat man was about to reply but suddenly stopped himself. Clenching the long sword in his hand, he stared at Piji, "Who are you?!"

Piji slightly tilted his head, his eyes fixating on the butchers as if he were staring at a pile of corpses.

"I just want to know if this person is here."

Piji raised his hand, and a scroll unfurled, revealing a portrait of Xiaoliu hand-painted by Yan Wanqing.

"Not here! Scram, scram, scram! Where did this madman come from? Hurry up and scram, or you’ll regret it!" The fat man recognized the person in the painting at a glance—it was that little madman.

These people were here for the little madman!

He immediately felt a chill on his back and gripped the long sword in his hand tighter: "Not leaving, are you?! Looking to die?"

Piji’s unblinking eyes were fixed on the fat man’s face, noticing a bead of sweat rolling across his forehead and his shifting gaze—it was clear he had seen Miss Xiaoliu.

"I’ll ask you one last time, where is the person."

A murderous look flashed in the fat man’s eyes, "Another madman!" He raised his long sword and swung it at Piji—

In the extreme slow motion, he saw the madman in front of him narrow his eyes, and before he could react, a woman suddenly appeared at his side and kicked his neck, breaking it.

"Why waste so much time talking with them? Stormy Building, heed my command, slay all these villains!"

Stormy Building?

The thin man’s legs started to tremble upon hearing those three words.

What exactly was the background of that little madman, to even involve the Stormy Building? ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm

He needed to hurry and relay this information to the boss.

With an impassive face, the thin man pulled someone close to block him, then quietly made his way out along the nearby fence...

Inside Northern Border City.

Yan Wanqing was at the City Lord Residence.

The City Lord had set up a banquet today especially to entertain her, and she could no longer avoid it, so she had to attend.

"Commandery Princess, why are you so distracted today?" Huai Xinmei spoke softly.

In an instant, everyone’s gaze subtly fell on Yan Wanqing.

A chill flickered in Yan Wanqing’s eyes.

"Have you not been sleeping well these past few days?" Huai Xinmei stepped forward, pushing a cup in front of her, "This nourishing drink is good for a woman’s body, Commandery Princess, give it a try."

She had her maid Xiaomian place the cup in front of Yan Wanqing, gesturing for her to try it.

Yan Wanqing immediately set down her spoon, "The weather’s hot, keep it cool."

Things are amiss in Northern Border, she dared not eat carelessly.

Huai Xinmei, seeing this, flashed a hint of displeasure in her eyes, but it quickly cleared away.

"Miss Huai is so concerned about the Commandery Princess, could it be she has forgotten she is also a lady?" Chen Di teased.

With a handkerchief covering her lips, Huai Xinmei giggled lightly, "The Commandery Princess has come from afar and holds such a noble status; naturally, I ought to be more attentive. Master Chen really knows how to tease."

She lowered her head with a smile, revealing a charming chin, her lips red and skin white, capturing Chen Di’s fickle heart.

Compared to the unapproachable Yan Wanqing, Huai Xinmei seemed more attainable.

Chen Di quickly shifted all of his attention to her.

As the dancer swayed her waist along with the strings, Yan Wanqing intermittently exchanged pleasantries with the City Lord.

Suddenly a servant approached the City Lord and whispered into his ear for a while.

After the servant left, the City Lord looked apologetically at Yan Wanqing, "I’m truly sorry, Commandery Princess, I have an urgent matter to attend to."

"City Lord, go ahead if you have matters to attend to," Yan Wanqing said with a slight smile, agreeing.

Commandery Princess saw the City Lord rise calmly from his chair and then walk towards the outside, his strides growing larger as he went.

Yan Wanqing slightly squinted her eyes as she watched.

What could this urgent matter possibly be?

"Continue the music, continue to dance!" Chen Di, having received a look from his father as he left, stood up from his seat and spoke to the dancers below, then raised his wine cup towards Yan Wanqing, "The banquet is still early. Father will return shortly, please."

Yan Wanqing raised her wine cup and gently sipped, then placed it down.

But her mind was not focused on the banquet at all.

The Stormy Building had been completely mobilized since a day and a night ago.

Yet, there was still no news.

Her hands rested on her knees, clenching each other tightly enough to whiten her knuckles.

"Miss." Cong Ge spoke softly from behind her.

Yan Wanqing immediately leaned in to listen, and Cong Ge reported the news from Hong Wu in Stone Village.

After hearing Cong Ge’s words, a fierce coldness flashed through Yan Wanqing’s eyes.

"Keep searching, even if it means turning over the entire Northern Border, we must find them!"

How dare they stir trouble right under my nose! Really tired of living!

Those who dare bully my sister must be prepared to face endless excruciation!

Cong Ge took her leave to carry out the orders.

Yan Wanqing no longer felt like sitting down to watch the dances.

"What is troubling the Commandery Princess?" Huai Xinmei had been observing her expression all along.

Seeing the coldness between her brows, she asked.

Taking the opportunity, Yan Wanqing said, "I’ve encountered a rather troublesome matter that needs handling. I must take my leave early, to the disappointment of everyone here."

After she finished speaking, she stood up and walked towards the outside.

Huai Xinmei immediately stood up, intending to follow.

"Commandery Princess!" Chen Di was also anxious. His father had instructed him to take good care of the Commandery Princess and he had planned to probe her for the location of the gold mines.

How could he probe anything if she left?

"Mr. Chen, please stay." Cong Ge blocked Chen Di and Huai Xinmei.

"This—" Huai Xinmei frowned slightly. She had originally wanted to create an opportunity for her brother, Huai Xin, to be alone with Yan Wanqing. They were already at the City Lord Residence, just waiting for the chance encounter.

Why did Yan Wanqing suddenly leave?

Seeing the stern expression on Cong Ge’s face, Huai Xinmei bit her lip, holding back her anger.

Sacrifices must be made for the greater good.

For the sake of the gold mines, she would endure.

Unable to get past Cong Ge, Chen Di had no choice but to give up.

He mentally planned how to explain the situation to his father later.

Meanwhile, Yan Wanqing had forwent the carriage and rode directly back to her residence.

Upon reaching the entrance, she dismounted in one swift motion, the servant hurriedly taking the reins. The usually untouchable Commandery Princess now exuded a fierce aura that was impossible to resist, especially those peach-blossom eyes—it seemed as if she was ready to kill!

Yan Wanqing marched along the corridor towards a secluded courtyard.

She kicked the door open, revealing several people inside.

"Is it them?"

Hong Wu nodded, her expression frosty.

"Close the door." Yan Wanqing spoke indifferently, walking into the room: "Have they confessed?"

"No." Hong Wu looked down ashamedly: "They know the rules of Stormy Building, no survivors after we strike, so no matter how severely we torture them, they refuse to confess."

"So they think it’s death either way, and by not confessing they can at least keep their families safe, is that it?" Yan Wanqing slowly picked up a soft whip from the table, which had previously belonged to Mrs. Liu.

The men exchanged glances, remaining silent.

That was indeed their thought.

"Before the sun sets, I want to see the families of each one of these men."

Yan Wanqing revealed a bloodthirsty smile: "You better pray that my Xiaoliu is unharmed..."