His Highness the Madman gave in again today.

A sudden blow.

"Bang!"

A dull thud was heard.

Feng Xingyu's body stiffened abruptly, his kissing motion halted, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then his deep gaze quickly lost focus.

He slumped forward, his tall body pressing heavily onto Mo Sangyu.

dog man.

Dare to force yourself on her, let him know why flowers are so red!

Mo Sangyu pushed him away forcefully, letting him fall to the ground.

She raised her hand to wipe her blood-stained lips, her breathing still a little unsteady.

He crouched down and looked at the man who had been knocked unconscious on the ground.

She knew he would wake up soon.

I never expected this man to be so assertive and difficult to deal with.

Unfortunately, he still couldn't beat her in the end.

To ensure the smooth progress of the subsequent plan, Mo Sangyu conjured a bottle of special sleeping potion and sprayed it a few times into Feng Xingyu's mouth and nose, causing him to fall into a deep sleep.

Just to be on the safe side, she also prepared a set of incredibly strong, specially made ropes, comparable to ox tendons, and tied him tightly to the bed.

After doing all this, she clapped her hands and let out a long sigh of relief.

Finally, she took off her night clothes and changed into a simple, pure white dress.

Mo Sangyu walked to the mirror.

She wore no heavy makeup, only loosely tied up her long hair and inserted a simple jade hairpin at an angle.

The faint blush on her face from the earlier entanglement had not yet completely faded, making her complexion appear even more fair and radiant.

With delicately defined eyebrows and eyes, she concealed her sharpness and eccentricity, revealing a touch of fragility in the flow of her gaze.

However, hidden within that gentleness lies a deadly evil and allure.

She smiled and looked in the mirror.

well.

Prey should act like prey.

After tidying everything up, Mo Sangyu walked to the bedside and leaned over to look at Feng Xingyu.

Her slender, jade-like fingers poked his face, and she whispered in his ear, "Bye-bye, Feng Xiaoqi."

When Mo Sangyu left the restaurant, it was already broad daylight outside.

She specifically instructed the waiters that her servants were unwell today and needed to rest, and that they should not disturb them unnecessarily. She told them that she would call them if she needed anything.

The waiter readily agreed.

After leaving the house, Mo Sangyu became alert not long after she left. Today, the city seemed to be much more strictly controlled, both in terms of the law enforcement officers on the surface and the surveillance officers on the ground.

It seems they did indeed reveal a bit of their presence, arousing suspicion from the City Lord's Mansion.

Just right.

She changed her plans, so she needed to attract attention.

Mo Sangyu went directly to the vicinity of the City Lord's mansion, lingering in front of several breakfast stalls, seemingly cautiously chatting with the stall owners and customers to gather information.

She was already strikingly beautiful, and with her carefully dressed up today, she attracted a lot of attention wherever she went.

"Auntie, that mansion over there is really grand, whose is it?"

Mo Sangyu held a bowl of wontons and asked the stall owner curiously.

"Oh, that's a villa in the city lord's mansion, used specifically to receive distinguished guests or house special individuals."

The stall owner lowered her voice, her eyes filled with a hint of awe and unspoken words: "Young lady, just look, but please don't go near there. The guards there are very strict."

"Special person?" Mo Sangyu pretended not to understand.

"Oh, it's just that... the city lord sometimes hosts banquets for guests and needs some girls to sing and dance for entertainment."

The old woman gave a vague answer and waved her hand, saying, "These are all matters for rich people; we ordinary folks shouldn't pry."

"Okay, thank you, ma'am."

Mo Sangyu nodded and asked no further questions.

After finishing her wontons, she went to the vicinity of the West Market, a place where all sorts of people mingle and information is readily available.

At a stall selling cheap cosmetics, she pretended to browse and overheard some idle chatter from all sorts of people around her.

"Have you heard? The City Lord's Mansion seems to be secretly purchasing a batch of 'goods' recently. The requirements are quite high: young, clean, beautiful, and preferably with some talent..."

"Shh, keep your voice down. Can you talk about this like that? I heard my distant cousin, who works in the manor, mention it. Apparently, it's in preparation for some kind of moon-worshiping ceremony that's coming up soon."

"The Moon Festival ceremony, isn't that still two months away?"

"Who knows? Anyway, if the higher-ups tell us to prepare, we'll have to run ourselves ragged."

"Hey guys, isn't this a perfect opportunity to make some money? Shall we go look for some?"

"What are you thinking? It's clearly stated above that we don't want people who are cheated or swindled, nor do we want people of unknown origin. If we ruin the reputation of Youdu City because of a woman... and something happens in Youdu City, our safety will be compromised, and who will dare to do business here in the future?"

Upon hearing this, a hint of mockery flashed in Mo Sangyu's eyes.

Is this a case of wanting to have one thing and doing another?

However, she likes it.

That way, you won't hesitate to clean up.

Mo Sangyu wandered around a few more times.

She repeatedly gave herself away, allowing those secretly watching her to see her "malicious intentions."

After a morning of surveillance, finally, the eyes of those watching her were fixed on her.

Meanwhile, she remained completely oblivious, continuing to engage in purposeful activities within the city.

Time flew by and it was already afternoon.

Mo Sangyu knew that the time was almost right; if she didn't act soon, everything she had done might be in vain once Feng Xingyu woke up.

She returned to the vicinity of the city lord's mansion and sat down at the tea stall she had visited the day before.

His gaze turned toward the gate of the city lord's mansion.

Getting through that gate won't be easy.

However, as long as you sneak into the neighboring residence, you will definitely have a chance to enter the city lord's mansion.

She was looking around, waiting for the person who would capture her, his "prey," when, unexpectedly, the person appeared behind her.

"Young lady, I've seen you before. You came to my tea stall yesterday with a young man wearing a mask. What a coincidence! I didn't expect you to come again."

She was a middle-aged woman.

The old woman's face was weathered, clearly showing the marks of years of hard work, exposed to the elements, and worn down by life.

"Oh?"

Mo Sangyu glanced at her, a smile appearing on her face: "Grandma, do you own this tea stall?"

"Yes, my wife has been running this stall for over ten years."

The old woman deftly wiped the table in front of Mo Sangyu, her smile simple and honest: "Why did you come alone today, young lady? Where is the young master with the mask from yesterday?"

"He wasn't feeling well today and is resting at the inn."

Mo Sangyu frowned slightly and sighed, "I originally wanted to come out for a stroll and buy some things, but I got lost while walking and ended up here without realizing it. I thought I'd rest for a bit before continuing."

"I see."

The old woman quickly reassured her, picking up the teapot and pouring her a cup of warm, coarse tea: "Don't be afraid, young lady. Our Youdu City is very safe. Even if you get lost in broad daylight, nothing will happen. Just rest here for a while, and maybe a kind person will come to help you find your way."

"Thank you, grandma."

Mo Sangyu smiled gratefully, picked up the cup of tea, and drank it all in one gulp without any warning.

"Come on, have another drink."

The old woman had kind eyes and poured her another cup.

Mo Sangyu looked up at her.

This old woman, from beginning to end, seemed completely unremarkable. When she came here for tea yesterday, she had no recollection of this old woman whatsoever.

A fish that slipped through the net.

With that appearance, he has deceived countless girls.

Having already drunk one cup, Mo Sangyu didn't intend to drink another, but she suddenly sensed that Feng Xingyu's aura was rapidly approaching her.

he woke up?

How could it be so fast?

That sturdy rope was useless against him!

Mo Sangyu felt a slight chill in her heart, but then a faint smile appeared on her lips: "Grandma, thank you so much for the tea."

She drank the second cup in one gulp.

"You're welcome, it's nothing."

The old woman's smile remained, but a cold, triumphant glint flashed in the depths of her eyes.

As soon as she finished speaking, Mo Sangyu's body went limp, and she landed perfectly on the tea table.

In the distance, Feng Xingyu, who was rapidly approaching, suddenly stopped.

A sudden wave of dizziness washed over me, and my vision blurred.

He stumbled and had to stop his momentum, slipping into a quiet alley. He leaned against the cold wall, gritting his teeth to resist the drowsiness that was about to swallow his consciousness.

Mo Sangyu!

That damn woman...

Almost at the same time that Mo Sangyu fainted, two young women dressed in ordinary cloth skirts and with delicate features walked quickly over from somewhere.

"Miss, Miss, what's wrong?"

One of the women exclaimed in surprise, while the other quickly helped Mo Sangyu up, saying, "You must be exhausted again. We'll take you back to rest right away."

The two men, one on each side, moved seemingly gently but skillfully, supporting Mo Sangyu as they turned and headed towards the City Lord's Mansion.

His steps were steady, and he was well-trained.

The tea drinkers and passersby around only glanced at it and saw that it was two maids helping their young mistress away, and no one suspected anything.

The old woman stood there, watching Mo Sangyu's retreating figure being quickly taken away. The kind and simple smile on her face gradually disappeared, replaced by a cold and smug expression.

Like a venomous snake watching its prey fall into a trap.

However, at the moment when her eyes were at their most sinister, an invisible pressure pressed down on her without warning.

"Well!"

The old woman let out a short, muffled groan, her legs went weak, and she was completely unable to resist the force.

With a "thump," he fell heavily to his knees.

The kneecap struck the hard ground with a crisp sound.

It's not just physical pressure.

She felt as if her soul was being gripped and squeezed by an invisible giant hand, pressing down on her body until she could hardly breathe.

The blood congealed, and excruciating pain shot through the internal organs.

She looked up in terror, trying to see where this sudden threat of death was coming from.

My gaze struggled to move upwards.

She saw that the white-clad girl, who should have been unconscious and being carried away, was now slightly tilting her head, her cold eyes looking at her from afar over the maid's shoulder.

That gaze was unfathomable, eerie and sinister, like a demon in the dark night who reigns over the life and death of its prey, carrying a kind of indifference and cruelty as if looking down on ants.

Mo Sangyu moved her lips, silently uttering a single word: "Die!"

The old woman gasped for breath like a broken bellows, her eyes filled with extreme fear and despair.

next second.

Fresh blood gushed from her eyes, ears, mouth, and nose.

Blood was flowing from all seven orifices, and his face was extremely terrifying.

Before she could even let out a complete scream, her body convulsed violently, collapsing completely like a lump of mud.

He was completely lifeless.

The tea drinkers and passersby in the vicinity were stunned by the sudden turn of events.

"what!"

Someone screamed first, "Someone's dead!"

The crowd stirred; some retreated in fear, while others mustered their courage and went to investigate.

The commotion quickly alerted law enforcement.

Upon examination, it was discovered that the old woman had died from ruptured internal organs, yet no wounds were found on her body.

The manner of his death was extremely bizarre.

In the chaos, Feng Xingyu, despite his dizziness, rushed over, but it was too late.

He saw where Mo Sangyu was taken, and a flash of shock and anger crossed his eyes.

They actually brought her there...