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Chapter 590 She's a spy!

The next day.

The blazing sun, like a wheel, hung high in the sky, generously showering down its scorching light and heat, turning the earth a ghastly white.

After days of trekking, the horizon ahead was finally replaced by the shadow of a massive, undulating mountain range.

The closer you get to this mountain, the more you can feel its imposing presence.

Yanshan!

This majestic mountain range, stretching across the northern border of Changzhou, resembles a dormant dragon, exuding a powerful yet slightly wild aura.

The mountain is steep and rugged, with towering peaks and jagged rocks that gleam with a cold, hard luster in the sunlight.

This is the stronghold of Yanshan Village, the largest bandit stronghold in Changzhou!
As soon as they stepped into Yanshan's territory, Han Tong, Fei Biao, and Zhong Lihan's tense nerves visibly relaxed.

"Uu——"

Liang Jin reined in the black horse, which snorted and stopped under a clump of dead trees by the roadside.

He wiped the sweat from his brow and turned to the crowd, saying:

"The sun is too strong, and the horses are exhausted."

"Let's rest here for a while, eat some dry food, and recharge our energy before heading straight up the mountain."

Everyone dismounted.

Zhongli Han and Fei Biao found a relatively flat rock to sit on and eagerly took out their water pouches and dried meat.

Han Tong took out a few delicate pastries from his bag, carefully held them in his hands, and ate them while curiously looking at the steep mountains around him.

Kiyama Sei deliberately avoided the crowd.

She led her horse and went alone to the back of a small, raised mound not far away.

The view is slightly better here, allowing you to see the winding mountain path ahead while avoiding the gaze of your companions.

She tied her horse to a crooked little tree, sat down with her back to the crowd, took out some dry rations from her bosom, but hesitated to put them in her mouth.

Sunlight filtered through the dry, twisted branches, casting dappled shadows on her cool, aloof profile.

She lowered her eyes slightly, her fingers unconsciously stroking the outline of a hard object in her arms.

After confirming that no one was paying attention, she cautiously took out the crystal triangular prism from her bosom.

The sun is just right.

She took a deep breath, as if performing some kind of secret ritual, and carefully raised the crystal, adjusting the angle so that it was aligned with the blazing golden light above her head.

Her other hand, with a hint of expectation that she herself was unaware of, was slowly opened in the sunlight, her palm fair and the lines clear.

coming!

A slender yet incredibly clear band of seven-colored light, as if cut from the heavens by the hand of a god, was projected precisely into her cool palm!
Red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and purple—seven pure and bright colors with distinct boundaries—flowed and danced quietly on her fair skin, as if she were holding a small piece of a frozen rainbow.

In an instant, the ice and snow on Mushan Qing's pretty face, which had been as taut as ice, quietly melted away.

A pure and gentle smile, like a stream breaking through the ice in early spring, slowly spread across her lips, dispelling all the coldness and aloofness.

Those eyes, which were always sharp as swords, were now bathed in the shimmering light of the palm, becoming exceptionally gentle and soft, even carrying a hint of girlish dreaminess.

She stared intently, as if the tiny band of seven-colored light contained the most moving secrets of the world.

How could such mundane things have ever caught her eye?

But now, this roughly polished crystal has become a treasure she keeps close to her heart, a soothing object. She holds it in her hand, feeling its strange warmth and...throbbing.

suddenly!

"唳——!!!"

A sharp, menacing cry, capable of shattering rocks and piercing through metal, shattered the tranquility of the mountains without warning!

A colossal object swept low overhead, casting a massive shadow that glided swiftly across the ground.

Its speed was so great that the violent airflow it generated was like an invisible giant hand slamming down, sending sand and stones flying and leaves dancing wildly!
"Hiss!!!!"

The blue horse beside Kiyama Sei was so frightened that it let out a long, mournful neigh, its front hooves suddenly rearing up, and its entire body almost stood upright!

If Mu Shanqing hadn't reacted quickly, grabbing the reins tightly and using his strength to stabilize the horse, this magnificent steed would probably have already broken free and fled for its life!

Kiyama Sei was startled and suddenly looked up!

There was only one giant bird.

No, to be precise, it was an unimaginably giant eagle, swooping down from the sky with overwhelming force!

Its massive, hook-like beak gleamed with a cold, metallic sheen, and a fist-sized, blood-red growth on its head was menacing and terrifying. Its dark brown feathers were glossy and smooth, flowing with a metallic sheen in the sunlight.

What is most terrifying is its size—its wingspan is nearly three zhang (approximately 10 meters)!

The shadow cast was enough to cover a small open space!

Its target was none other than the shady spot where Liang Jin and the others were resting!
Kiyama Sei's expression suddenly changed!
The ferocious aura emanating from this giant eagle was actually no weaker than that of fourth-rank martial artists like Han Tong and Fei Biao!
What's even more terrifying is its terrifying power, which comes purely from prehistoric beasts, and its giant beak and sharp claws, which are natural killing weapons. Once it launches an attack, it is something that ordinary martial artists cannot withstand!
"Mr. Song, be careful!!!"

Kiyama Sei's scream escaped her lips, carrying an anxiety she herself was unaware of.

Before she finished speaking, she had already transformed into a blurry green shadow, and her inner energy suddenly erupted!
With a heavy tap of his toes on the earthen slope, he shot towards Liang Jin's location like an arrow released from a bow!

It moved so fast that it left a faint afterimage in the same spot!
Under the shade.

Han Tong, Fei Biao, and Zhong Lihan were also terrified by the sudden attack!

Han Tong dropped the pastries in his hands and instinctively reached for the bulging pouch at his waist; Fei Biao roared and the cleaver at his waist was already in his hand; Zhong Lihan's hair and beard stood on end as he picked up the huge bronze bell.

The three of them were on high alert, their eyes fixed on the terrifying giant shadow that was swooping down!
However, Liang Jin, who was at the center of the storm, appeared unusually calm.

He didn't even look up at the giant eagle that was almost pouncing on his head. He simply waved casually at the three tense and wary people, a helpless smile on his face, indicating that they didn't need to be nervous.

Just as Kiyama Sei rushed closer like a whirlwind, his heart leaping into his throat—

"Bang!!!"

A dull thud!

The giant eagle landed steadily on the open ground less than two zhang in front of everyone with a lightness and agility that was inconsistent with its huge body!

The enormous claws sank deep into the soil, and the strong wind they generated swept over everyone, making their clothes flutter loudly.

Even more astonishingly, a beautifully sculpted little girl was sitting on the wide, boat-like back of the eagle!
The girl was about ten years old, with a round, rosy face and a pair of bright, lively eyes. When she smiled, two cute little tiger teeth appeared at the corners of her mouth, making her look both clever and adorable.

She wore an exquisite moon-white silk dress with a pale yellow silk sash tied around her waist.

What is striking is that she has a finely crafted longbow slung across her chest, which is quite disproportionate to her size, and a quiver full of snow-white feathered arrows on her back.

"call……"

Kiyama Sei suddenly stopped and let out a long, silent sigh.

My tense nerves relaxed instantly; it was just a false alarm!
This terrifying giant eagle actually has a master who rides it!
Only then did she realize that the little girl's face was not filled with ferocity, but with pure excitement and joy, like seeing a loved one.

Although the giant eagle still exuded a chillingly fierce aura, since it had an owner, it probably wouldn't harm anyone without reason.

However, before Mushan Qing could fully relax, the scene before her eyes instantly stirred up a raging storm in her heart!

The little girl on the eagle's back let out a joyful laugh and jumped off the eagle's back, which was several feet high, without hesitation!

The small figure, like a fledgling returning to its nest, flew precisely into Liang Jin's arms!
A pair of white, tender arms, like lotus roots, wrapped tightly around Liang Jin's neck, her little head nuzzling affectionately against his neck, uttering clear and urgent calls:
"Dad! Daddy! Daddy!"

Those calls, filled with filial piety, struck Mushan Qing's mind like a bolt from the blue!
father?!

He... he actually has a daughter?!
Kiyama Sei was struck dumb, and froze on the spot!
An indescribable chill instantly spread from the soles of her feet throughout her body, completely freezing the slight warmth she had just felt from the rainbow in her palm!

Immediately afterwards, a raging fire of anger—from being deceived, fooled, and belittled—like volcanic lava suppressed for millennia, surged up to her head with the force of destruction!
Boom!

The dam of reason collapsed in an instant!

You have a daughter?

At his age, it's perfectly normal for him to have a daughter!

But... having a daughter means... he must have a wife!
A man who already has a wife!

A married man!

He actually... he actually made such an ambiguous move towards her!
Give her a gift that is full of metaphors!
Look at her with such gentle eyes!
what is this? !

What did they take Kiyama Ao for?!

Is he just a plaything to be toyed with and to satisfy his vanity?!

"Song Jiang!!!"

A fierce shout, filled with endless shame and rage, echoed through the mountains like the roar of a wounded female leopard!
Kiyama Sei's eyes were bloodshot, all the gentleness, all the excitement, all the complex emotions in them were now replaced by a pure, cold killing intent!

With a resounding clang, the soft sword at his waist was drawn from its sheath in an instant, transforming into a streak of cold light!

She lunged forward like a ghost!
The terrifying speed of a third-rank master was on full display at this moment!
Everyone only saw a flash of blue light before their eyes, and the sword tip, exuding a chilling aura, was already pressed against Liang Jin's throat with perfect precision, like a venomous snake flicking its tongue!
The cold blade pressed against the skin; with just a gentle push, it could pierce that fragile throat!

"If you don't give me an explanation..."

Kiyama Ao's voice trembled slightly with extreme anger, each word seeming to be spat out from between his teeth, carrying a chilling and resolute tone:

"Then today, I will take your life!"

Her hand holding the sword was frighteningly steady, but the slightly trembling tip of the sword betrayed the turbulent emotions churning within her.

The little girl Xiaoyu in Liang Jin's arms witnessed Mu Shanqing threatening "Daddy" and instantly became furious!
She suddenly lifted her head from Liang Jin's arms, her big, round eyes wide open, and her small body exuding an astonishingly fierce aura!

"Woo... Roar!"

She bared her two little tiger teeth, letting out a low, threatening growl from her throat, her two little hands curved like claws, her nails seemingly becoming sharper.

She stared intently at Mu Shanqing, as if she were about to pounce on him and tear him apart at any moment!

Han Tong, Fei Biao, and Zhong Lihan were completely dumbfounded, staring blankly at the rapidly changing situation. Their hands, gripping their weapons, were stuck in place, unable to move forward or backward, not daring to even breathe.

The enormous eagle suddenly spread its wings, becoming like a moving city wall, its eagle eyes fixed on Mu Shanqing, and a low, chilling "gurgling" sound came from its throat.

Its sharp beak was slightly open, clearly indicating that it would launch a fatal attack if Mushan Qing made the slightest move!
For a moment, even the mountain breeze seemed to freeze.

The air was taut like a fully drawn bowstring, filled with a suffocating killing intent.

Despite having his throat slit by a sharp sword, Liang Jin remained unusually calm.

He didn't even look at the sword blade that could take his life at any moment, but simply lowered his eyes and focused his gaze on Xiaoyu, who was roaring angrily in his arms like a little beast protecting its cub.

Then he slowly raised his eyelids to meet the raging fire in Kiyama Ao's eyes, his voice steady and clear:
"Is the explanation Miss Mu asking me for about Xiaoyu?"

He gently patted Xiaoyu's tense back, soothing her restlessness:

"Her name is Xiaoyu, that's the name I gave her."

“She calls me Dad, but I… am not her biological father.”

Kiyama Sei's sword tip paused slightly.

Liang Jin's gaze became deep and distant, as if he were lost in some kind of memory:
"I met her in the dead of night, when stray dogs roamed and corpses of the starving were everywhere..."

As he spoke, Liang Jin recounted Xiao Yu's background in detail.

After he finished speaking, he paused, looking at Xiaoyu in his arms, who had gradually quieted down as he spoke, only tightly clutching his clothes, and his eyes revealed tenderness:

"She couldn't speak, didn't understand human affairs, and survived only on her animalistic instincts. It took me a long time to make her understand some basic principles."

"She calls me 'Dad' because I am her only support in this world, and to me..."

Liang Jin raised his head, his gaze calm and resolute as he looked directly at Mu Shanqing:
"Although she is not my biological daughter, I have long regarded her as my own."

Mu Shanqing listened quietly.

The rage in his heart, enough to burn everything, cooled and solidified rapidly as Liang Jin narrated calmly and with heavy compassion, like a branding iron thrown into ice water.

Stray dogs... carcasses... young orphans... wild animal instincts...

These images shocked her.

She never expected that this cute girl who suddenly appeared and clung to Liang Jin calling him "Dad" would have such a painful and dark past!

What was even more unexpected was that Liang Jin, a third-rank martial artist with superb martial arts skills and extensive knowledge, would be willing to go to the trouble of adopting an orphan he met by chance who was like a wild beast!
Kiyama Sei knew very well what a third-grade Grandmaster meant.

That was an extraordinary existence, a realm that was almost divine or demonic in the eyes of mortals.

Power brings not only strength, but also often a distorted mindset. Many masters view the masses as if they were ants or weeds, indifferent and detached.

Take in an orphan who is a burden?
Why waste your energy teaching a child who is as ignorant as a beast?

This is something that many high-ranking masters find unimaginable, or even something they would disdain.

But Liang Jin... he's really special.

Kiyama Sei had already vaguely sensed it.

He didn't possess that "divine" quality that looked down upon all living beings; instead, he was full of "human" energy.

He was knowledgeable but not arrogant, powerful but not indifferent.

Now, the adoption of Xiaoyu has amplified this quality to the extreme.

This proves that he not only possesses strength and wisdom, but also a compassionate and warm human heart that has never been corrupted by power!

He is a trustworthy and reliable person!

"Miss Mu?"

"Miss Mu?!"

Liang Jin's concerned call startled Mu Shanqing from his turbulent thoughts.

She looked up in surprise, meeting Liang Jin's deep and calm eyes.

"My explanation..."

Liang Jin's gaze swept over the sword tip still pressed against his throat, his tone calm:
"I wonder if Miss Mu is... satisfied?"

boom!
An indescribable sense of shame and embarrassment instantly overwhelmed Kiyama Ao!
She then suddenly realized that her sword, brimming with murderous intent, was still firmly pressed against the other party's vital point!

And the other party had just revealed to her such a heavy yet humane secret!

How could I... have drawn my sword against a kind-hearted person who was willing to adopt orphans, and even nearly killed them, all because of a misunderstanding and that ridiculous, unspeakable "thought"?

"I……"

As if burned, Mushan Qing abruptly withdrew his soft sword!
The movement was so fast that it left a trail of afterimages.

Her cheeks flushed instantly, the redness spreading all the way to her ears and neck, and even the fingers gripping the sword hilt turned slightly white with shame.

She hurriedly clasped her hands in a fist salute, her voice filled with unprecedented panic and embarrassment:

"Mr. Song! I'm so sorry! It's me..."

She opened her mouth, but the words stuck in her throat, and she couldn't say them no matter what.

She couldn't possibly say that she took action because she cared about whether Liang Jin was married or whether she was being played with emotionally, could she?

Looking at her unusually flustered appearance, Liang Jin's eyes flashed with a knowing smile.

He gently patted Xiaoyu, who was still watching Mushan Qing warily and making low growls in her throat, signaling her to relax.

Then, facing Kiyama Ao, he spoke gently in a tone that carried a hint of helplessness, a touch of frankness, and a hint of probing:
"Miss Mu, there's no need to blame yourself."

"Mr. Song wanders the world alone and has never been married."

He paused, his gaze settling calmly on Mushan Qing's lowered, flushed face, his voice deepening:
“I have Xiaoyu by my side. Although she is not my biological child, she is like my own.”

"If in the future... she can meet someone who doesn't mind us, father and daughter, she's willing..."

He didn't finish his words.

"shut up!"

Like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, Mu Shanqing suddenly raised her head and interrupted Liang Jin's words sharply!

Her blush deepened, her eyes filled with a mixture of shyness and annoyance, along with a hint of panic at having her thoughts exposed.

"Why...why are you telling me all this?!"

"This...this has nothing to do with me!"

Before she finished speaking, she turned around abruptly like a startled rabbit, lightly touched the ground with her toes, and gracefully landed on her horse's back, her movements so fast they were almost clumsy.

She didn't even dare to look at Liang Jin again. She suddenly spurred her horse, and the green horse neighed loudly, carrying her burning shame and anger, and galloped away along the mountain road without looking back, leaving only a trail of dust behind.

As Liang Jin watched the resolute departing figure in blue, the corners of his mouth finally couldn't help but curl upwards, forming a smile that conveyed a sense of certainty.

That overly intense reaction, those ears that were almost bleeding from embarrassment... all of this clearly told him: the fish had taken the bait.

The day of reckoning is not far off.

He withdrew his gaze, looked down at Xiaoyu, who was still clinging tightly to his neck, her face full of affection. He gently ruffled her slightly disheveled hair, his voice filled with a doting sigh:
"You silly girl... you haven't learned many other words, but you've managed to call me 'Dad' so smoothly. Oh well..."

He pinched Xiaoyu's pert nose:
"Since you've come all this way to welcome me, I'll continue being your 'father'."

The Divine Eagle possesses unparalleled eyesight, and the entire area within a hundred miles of Yanshan Mountain is under its surveillance.

As soon as Liang Jin and his group stepped into the territory of Yanshan, the first thing they discovered was the Sky Overlord and Xiao Yu.

Xiaoyu is simple-minded and deeply dependent on Liang Jin. Upon discovering Liang Jin's arrival, she immediately rode her divine eagle to greet him.

This pure and innocent heart is hard to resist, even for the most hardened heart.

Liang Jin picked up Xiao Yu and mounted his horse, letting her sit in front of him.

The enormous eagle, possessing human-like qualities, saw that its young master had found someone to rely on. It let out a loud cry, flapped its wings, stirred up a gale, and its massive figure soared into the sky. Soon, it turned into a black dot and disappeared among the vast peaks of Yanshan Mountain.

"Let's go, let's go up the mountain!"

Liang Jin gave a shout and, along with Han Tong, Fei Biao, Zhong Lihan, and Meng Ben, rode their horses along the rugged mountain path towards Yanshan Village.

The mountain road winds its way up, and the terrain becomes increasingly precipitous as you go higher.

After traveling for about half an hour, just after turning a steep mountain pass, the view suddenly opened up, and the outline of a magnificent mountain village built against the mountain came into view.

Even more surprisingly, hundreds of people had already gathered in the open area below the mountain pass!

These people were all full of energy and sharp eyes. Their clothes and appearances were varied, but they all exuded a fierce and rugged air.

They were the followers of Yanshan Village!

The moment Liang Jin appeared at the pass, the crowd erupted in cheers!
Like a drop of water thrown into boiling oil, it burst into a huge wave of cheers!
"Hero Song! Hero Song is back!"

"Brother Song! You're finally back!"

"Brother Song! It's all thanks to you for sending Brother Xiao Liu to warn us in time! Otherwise, we brothers would have fallen into the government's trap and wouldn't even have bones left!"

“Yes, Brother Song! With you not in the village, we’re all restricted in what we do! Those government lackeys are watching us like the back of their hand! Brother Mengwei led his men out to ‘hunt for food,’ and on two separate occasions, they ran into a large contingent of soldiers, losing several brothers, and he himself almost lost his life!”

"Now that's great! With Brother Song back, we have a leader to rely on! Wherever you point, we'll fight! We don't respect anyone else, we only respect you, Brother Song!"

"Yes! I admire Brother Song the most!"

……

A cacophony of shouts, greetings, complaints, and declarations of loyalty surged forth like a tidal wave.

The crowd parted automatically to make way, and many familiar men enthusiastically squeezed in front of Liang Jin's horse, excitedly patting his saddle or clasping their hands in a deep bow, their eyes shining with heartfelt respect, dependence, and even fanatical worship.

This heartfelt support almost overwhelmed Liang Jin.

Mushan Qing had already reined in his horse and stopped on the outskirts of the crowd. Looking at the scene before him, which was as powerful as a mountain and as powerful as a tsunami, he couldn't help but feel a little shaken.

Although she knew that Liang Jin held a high position in Yanshan Village, she did not expect his prestige to be so great!
This is almost the will of the people, and it is showing signs of surpassing the power of the chieftain Yin Leiling.

While she felt happy for Liang Jin, a complex feeling also arose within her.

Fei Biao and Zhong Lihan were astonished, while Han Tong looked around excitedly, filled with curiosity about the scene.

Just then, amidst the commotion and high spirits...

At the front of the crowd, a middle-aged scholar dressed in a moon-white Confucian robe and holding a folding fan with ink painting strokes stepped forward.

He had a handsome face, with five long strands of beard flowing down his chest. He walked with a composed gait and an elegant demeanor, which contrasted sharply with the fierce bandits around him.

It was none other than Bai Yi, the strategist who held the third position in Yanshan Village, known as the "White-Robed Scholar."

Bai Yi, with a perfectly timed, gentle smile on his face, walked a few steps in front of Liang Jin's horse, stopped, and bowed deeply to Liang Jin:
"Hero Song, you must have had a long and arduous journey!"

"Just now, when I saw the divine eagle carrying Miss Xiaoyu away joyfully, I knew it must be Hero Song who has graced us with his presence! So I led the brothers of the stronghold here to wait for him for a long time and to welcome him back!"

"Welcome back, hero!"

His voice was clear and melodious, with the intonation of a scholar, which stood out in the rugged environment.

With a warm smile on his face, Liang Jin dismounted, picked up Xiao Yu, and returned the greeting to Bai Yi with clasped hands.
"Mr. Bai, you're too kind. We've troubled you brothers to wait for so long."

However, a barely perceptible glint flashed deep in his eyes.

Bai Yi's actions elevated him to such a high position, performing this grand ceremony in front of the entire village... This seemingly respectful gesture actually concealed unfathomable intentions, likely putting him in a precarious position!

What a cunning "scholar in white" with a smile hiding a knife!
However, Liang Jin was also well aware that with top-tier combatants like Chief Yin Leiling and Meng Guang absent, Bai Yi could only resort to petty tricks.

However, faced with Liang Jin's overwhelming power, his little schemes were destined to be ineffective.

at this time.

Bai Yi's gaze swept over the group behind Liang Jin like a searchlight, a warm smile on his face. He slowly stroked his meticulously groomed five-strand beard with one hand, while with the other hand, he deftly unfolded his plain white folding fan with a "whoosh," his movements elegant and unrestrained.
"If my eyesight is not bad..."

His voice was clear and resonant, carrying a calm composure born of worldly wisdom:
"These gentlemen must be the renowned 'Hongzhong Ke' Zhongli Han, the 'Qianji Tongzi' Han Tong, and... 'Taoist Chef' Fei Biao?"

He paused, his gaze sweeping over the three of them, his appreciation and understanding undisguised:

"I have long admired your names, which are renowned throughout the land! Meeting you in person today confirms that the rumors are true, and I am even more impressed by your presence!"

As the strategist of Yanshan Village and in charge of the intelligence network, Bai Yi not only had a thorough understanding of the martial arts world of Changzhou, but also knew all the slightly famous figures in the world.

Although it was their first meeting, they were able to instantly identify the three people based on their distinct features, demonstrating their sharp insight and meticulous thinking.

Liang Jin stepped aside at the opportune moment to introduce the two parties:

"This is Bai Yi, the third leader of Yanshan Village, also known as the 'White-Robed Scholar'."

Bai Yi smiled and gave a slight, elegant bow, displaying impeccable manners.

Zhong Li's voice boomed like a bell, Han Tong was respectful and earnest, and Fei Biao also put aside some of his casualness. The three of them clasped their hands in unison, their voices shaking the house.
"I've long admired the name of Boss Bai! It's a pleasure to meet you!"

During the pleasantries, Bai Yi's probing gaze finally settled on Mu Shanqing, who had been standing quietly by the sidelines.

His slender eyebrows furrowed almost imperceptibly as his gaze lingered on her cool face and simple blue dress. For the first time, a hint of confusion and uncertain apology appeared on his face as he cupped his hands and said:

"Forgive my poor eyesight, I've traveled the world for many years, yet I've never recognized your beauty, young lady..."

He paused, waiting for the other person to introduce themselves.

Kiyama Sei remained calm, merely nodding slightly, his clear voice like a cold mountain spring:
"The wood and the mountain are green."

The wood and the mountain are green…”

Bai Yi repeated the unfamiliar name in his mind, his eyes quickly flashing with thought, confirming that there was indeed no significant record of this person in his vast information database.

But his enthusiasm remained undiminished, and he immediately returned the greeting with renewed formality:
"So you're Miss Mu! My apologies for not recognizing you!"

"Please, distinguished guests, follow me into the village!"

Although he couldn't see through the woman's true strength and her inner energy was obscure and difficult to discern, the subtle postures of Han Tong and Fei Biao clearly showed that they respected this woman!

This invisible aura and status were enough to make Bai Yi put aside any contempt and list this woman as a mysterious figure who needed to be closely watched.

Just as this seemingly harmonious and joyful atmosphere was about to reach its peak—

"Wait a minute!"

A sudden, sharp, and icy shout shattered the harmonious melody!

“You may not recognize this Mushan Qing, but I do!”

The speaker's voice was deliberate and forceful, each word like a hammer blow to ice, each utterance piercing the heart:
"She is a spy sent by the government!"

The air suddenly froze!

The space, which had been filled with warmth just moments before, seemed to have been instantly emptied into a vacuum, leaving only the buzzing of the word "spy" echoing through the walls, making one's eardrums ache.

All eyes—astonished, suspicious, and instantly sharp as knives—were fixed on Mushan Qing's suddenly tense back, as if they were physical objects!

(End of this chapter)