Li Ying and Scorpion Heart, Chapter Four: The Extraordinary Woman Under the Night

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As the third watch drum sounded, night completely enveloped the earth, and many had already fallen into a deep sleep, weary and exhausted. Yet, in Room Number One of the Imperial Palace Restaurant, a solitary lamp still burned.

This was supposed to be the most luxurious room in the entire restaurant, furnished with incredibly expensive furniture, but now it was completely empty except for an oversized bridal sedan chair, conspicuously placed in the center.

Just a few hours earlier, this spot had held a large bed. On that bed, several passionate encounters would take place daily, each day leaving behind the sweat, fluids, and tears of different women. The guest staying here was a wealthy and amorous man.

But now, the bed was gone, replaced by this strange bridal sedan chair. The curtains hung low, remaining perfectly still even in the slightest breeze, and the person inside made not a sound; everything seemed perfectly calm and natural.

Who is the mysterious woman hiding inside? Why won't she come out of the sedan chair? Why is she still sleeping with the lights on at midnight? Is she waiting for a guest?

Outside the window, a figure dressed entirely in black lurks among the branches of a large tree. His eyes, round and bright like a cat's, are fixed intently on the large bridal sedan chair.

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Ren Dongjie clutched dozens of torn pieces of cloth tightly in his hands, his heart heavy with anxiety. After leaving the brothel, he wandered around for over an hour before heading back to the welcoming restaurant. Unexpectedly, a young boy stopped him on the way, offering him a blue package containing these pieces of cloth.

He recognized them as tears from Li Yan's dress; since he met her, this was the dress she wore most often, a gift he gave her after their first time together.

The boy was clearly just a messenger, completely unaware of the events and unable to provide any information. In fact, he didn't need to provide any further information, because on the largest piece of cloth was a small note: "If Young Master Ren still wishes to see his female companion, please visit the headquarters of the Divine Wind Gang. The headquarters boasts countless fine wines and beautiful women, ensuring your journey will not be in vain. Your brother, Luo Jingwen, respectfully submits."

He examined the note and the piece of cloth several times, pondering for a while, a strange expression appearing on his face. He muttered, "Something's not right..."

--The Divine Wind Gang kidnapped Li Yan as a hostage, fine, but why tear her clothes to shreds? Were they trying to deliberately provoke him?

--No, Luo Jingwen, nicknamed "Little Zhuge Liang," was known for his calm and quick thinking; he wouldn't do something so foolish! There might be something else going on!

But in any case, he had no other choice but to accept the invitation. Ren Dongjie sighed, carefully put away the note, and with a light leap, landed on a rooftop by the roadside, using his lightness skill to dart forward.

The headquarters of the Divine Wind Gang wasn't far; after only the time it takes to eat a meal, a vast and magnificent courtyard came into view. Although the night was deep, it was still dotted with lights, as bright as a clear summer night's starry sky.

Squads of warriors dressed in tight-fitting clothes and wielding long spears patrolled back and forth inside and outside the courtyard. Their well-trained formations and murderous strides undoubtedly told anyone who wanted to challenge them: this was not an easy place to pass through; a slight mistake could result in bloodshed and decapitation!

But Ren Dongjie didn't seem to care much. He didn't even bother to conceal his movements, casually flying into the courtyard as if taking a leisurely stroll, landing right on the path a squad of warriors was sure to take. A gleaming row of spears drew ever closer, yet he stood frozen in place, as if what lay before him were not murder weapons, but intoxicating flowers and beautiful women.

Just as the spears were about to pierce his stomach, the warriors suddenly stopped in unison, then turned and retreated in the direction they had come from. Ren Dongjie nodded in satisfaction, muttering to himself, "Hmm, it seems Li Yan is indeed in their hands. I was overthinking it..."

He seemed to relax a bit, his expression less heavy than before. After walking a short distance with his hands behind his back, he sniffed, catching a peculiar fragrance in the air.

The scent was actually quite faint, but his sense of smell was always particularly acute for the aroma of fine wine and the fragrance of beautiful women, especially when these two scents were mixed together—enough to lure him from miles away.

"Haha, this trip wasn't in vain after all..." Ren Dongjie felt quite pleased, and strode forward following the scent. In no time, guided by his nose, he arrived at a small house and boldly pushed open the door, stepping inside.

The light inside was dim and indistinct. He squinted, intently scanning his surroundings. This seemed to be a woman's boudoir, but the furnishings were quite messy. Several large pieces of cardboard lay scattered on the floor, next to a few vermilion pens. A dressing table stood by the window, displaying expensive rouge and powder, but incongruously, several small wine jars were piled beneath it! It seemed the fragrance was indeed emanating from here.

However, what truly shocked him was that the surrounding walls were covered with huge, colorful paintings of various poses, depicting voluptuous, naked women—some lying on their backs, some on their sides, some bent over—all in bold and provocative poses.

"Good heavens, am I dreaming?" Ren Dongjie slapped his forehead, muttering, "A mural decorated with erotic pictures? This is the first time I've ever seen one in my life..."

"Who said this is an erotic picture?" Suddenly, a melodious female voice came from behind him, displeased and huffy, "If you don't understand, don't spout nonsense, lest you be laughed at for your ignorance!"

Ren Dongjie turned around and saw a very alluring woman standing by the door. Her curvaceous figure was draped in a moon-white thin shirt, her full breasts standing high, which made her waist appear even more slender. Her pale face showed a slight weariness, and her brows seemed to exude a melancholy and serene air. She might not be considered extremely beautiful, but she was undoubtedly a woman with great charm.

At this moment, her phoenix eyes were scrutinizing Ren Dongjie, not just glancing at him casually, but observing him carefully from head to toe. As she watched, her gaze grew increasingly excited and intense, her bright eyes radiating a fiery light, a passion so intense it could melt even the hardest heart.

Ren Dongjie puffed out his chest proudly, displaying his most dashing and charming expression. He knew he was a very attractive man, especially when he smiled; he could make most women fall in love at first sight.

“These are certainly not ordinary erotic paintings.” He began to smile, saying, “Ordinary paintings don’t have such bright and vivid colors, nor such exaggerated and intricate lines…”

The woman suddenly interrupted him, saying angrily, “I told you, these aren’t erotic paintings. This is… this is art, you understand? Art!”

Ren Dongjie was stunned for a moment, then smiled again, “As far as I know, only the works of a handful of people, such as the ‘Sage of Painting’ Wu Daozi, can be called art.”

The woman curled her lip and said, “You’re talking about the art of our Chinese land, but what I’m hanging here is… is… Western oil paintings that came from overseas!”

Ren Dongjie pretended to suddenly understand and nodded, saying, “I see. Hmm, it’s clear that this barbarian land is still uncivilized, even considering what our great nation of China considers dross as art.”

"Nonsense! You...you actually dare to say that my painting is rubbish? Humph! Discussing elegance with a vulgar person like you is like casting pearls before swine, utterly disappointing." The young woman was a little angry, her arched eyebrows furrowed, and two blushes appeared on her cheeks, making her look as delicate and charming as a summer peach blossom.

Ren Dongjie stared intently at her, admiring her breasts heaving with irritation, and teased her, "I'm rather ignorant, so I must ask you something. How can this kind of vulgar graffiti be considered art?"

The woman almost jumped up, angrily retorting, "Art is about discovering and promoting the beauty of the world. The human body is one of the most perfect things in the world; why can't it be preserved on paper forever for future generations to appreciate?"

Ren Dongjie chuckled, spreading his hands, "What you say might have a point, but this... " "But the people in these paintings seem so ugly! Look at them, their waists are thicker than water buckets, their breasts droop like sacks, how can they be considered perfect?"

The young woman stamped her feet and said angrily, "If I could find suitable people to be my models, why would I have to worry about not being able to paint a masterpiece that perfectly captures the spirit and form of the characters? But... but... in this entire city of Jinling, there isn't a single person willing to be my model, and no one understands my ideals and pursuits... Waaah..." After saying a few words, she became so emotional that she couldn't control herself and started sobbing, tears falling to the ground.

Ren Dongjie didn't know how to comfort her, so he could only smile wryly and say, "It's a pity you don't draw men, otherwise I would be very willing to be your model."

"Really? You...you're willing to help me?" The woman's eyes suddenly widened, and she said with surprise, "Although I've never drawn a man before, I've wanted to try for a long time. Hmm, I was just about to tell you, your physique, bone structure, and muscle lines are all perfect, you're a rare and excellent model, you...can you take off your clothes so I can see?"

Ren Dongjie was stunned. He had taken off his clothes countless times in his life, for all sorts of reasons, but no matter what, he had never felt embarrassed. Only this time, he truly felt a bit awkward.

"So she wasn't interested in me as a person, she was just interested in my raw material!" He couldn't help but feel a little bitter and frustrated, but he still sighed, reached out and unbuttoned his clothes, revealing a strong and muscular body.

The woman's eyes immediately widened, her gaze fixed on him, as if admiring a unique treasure. A breeze blew by, and her body trembled slightly, her chest heaving more rapidly, clearly showing the intense excitement surging within her.

"Good...so good...so exquisite..." she murmured to herself, then suddenly grabbed a brush from the ground, dipped it in paint, and began to scribble on a large white cardboard sheet. As she painted, she would occasionally glance at Ren Dongjie, her expression earnest and focused, as if she were engaged in the most sacred of tasks.

Ren Dongjie was utterly bewildered. He felt like a livestock being sold in a market, subjected to the scrutiny of a discerning buyer. Even worse, this keen observation seemed to stir a strange impulse within him, a bizarre sense of pleasure slowly spreading through his mind, quickly causing a startling change in the shape of his lower body.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?" The woman noticed the odd thing too, her pretty face flushing even more. She said coquettishly, "Don't think like that! Your overall shape is completely distorted, what am I supposed to draw? Quick, quick, make it... soften... soften..."

Ren Dongjie said with a wry smile, "I really want to restore it to normal. Unfortunately, I'm a perfectly normal man, and I'm facing such an alluring beauty like you."

The woman blushed and stamped her foot, saying, "Then... then what do you suggest?"

Ren Dongjie said with a troubled expression, "Unless... unless you can make it complete... " "It will only go soft when it fulfills its mission."

The woman, of course, understood what this "mission" meant. She spat and cursed, "You lecherous devil, you wish! Humph, I don't believe your nonsense! I'll wait here and see how long it can stay hard."

Ren Dongjie sighed, "As long as you have patience, it doesn't matter if it takes until the seas dry up and the rocks crumble."

Time slowly passed, and a whole meal's time went by. An anxious look appeared on the woman's face. She stood up and sat down several times, but Ren Dongjie's crotch remained unchanged, pointing straight up.

"You...you big bad guy, you're really making me angry!" She finally couldn't help but curse angrily, but she walked slowly to Ren Dongjie's side. She stretched out her slender, fair hands, hesitated slightly in mid-air, and then tremblingly grasped his penis.

"Oh..." Ren Dongjie was so comfortable that he almost cried out, and his penis became even more erect. She shyly turned her head away, a blush spreading across her pink neck, but her hands gently encircled the penis, beginning to stroke it up and down.

"I'll help you... squeeze that nasty thing out..." she said, three parts shyness and seven parts teasing. "Forget about missions, once it's ejaculated, it'll behave itself!"

As she spoke, she quickened the pace of her strokes. Her soft, smooth hands moved like pistons, her delicate palms radiating heat. Her dainty fingers sometimes pinched the tender flesh at the base, sometimes boldly teased the tip, and sometimes gently rubbed the scrotum. Her technique was quite skilled, her technique and strength perfectly controlled, capable of giving most men a strong stimulation.

The wind seemed to pick up, the lights in the room flickered, and the two figures on the floor swayed gently. In such a hazy yet seductive environment, emotions and desires are most easily aroused.

"Why...why aren't you out yet?" After a long while, she suddenly stopped her busy hands and called out, half annoyed and half shy. She called out loudly, as if trying to vent her tension and restlessness. But a long-lost longing and passion had unknowingly spread to every part of her body. She could feel that her pretty face and delicate body were burning hot without even looking in a mirror.

Ren Dongjie stared intently at her, his eyes brimming with an indescribable, captivating charm. He smiled and said, "How could I possibly waste my precious resources before even appreciating your beautiful body?"

"You audacious scoundrel!" The woman raised an eyebrow, deliberately putting on a stern face. "Who are you? Don't you know any manners? How dare you speak to me so rudely!"

Ren Dongjie's expression hardened. He said with a composed demeanor, "Who I am is unimportant. What's important is that you yourself said that beauty should be celebrated. Since you believe the human body is one of the most perfect things, why not boldly display it, allowing me, the destined one, to properly appreciate and savor it?"

"What a smooth talker!" The woman smiled sweetly, giving him a look that was both angry and pleased. She frowned and pondered for a while, then suddenly knelt down at his feet.

Ren Dongjie froze, before he could speak, she had already pressed her pretty face against his crotch, tightly against his leg. Her lips parted, and her two full, red lips took his erect penis into her mouth, slowly sucking it in.

"What are you doing…" Ren Dongjie was both surprised and delighted; he never expected this woman to be so fond of him. In an instant, he felt his penis sink into a warm, moist embrace, the tip pressed against her soft, agile red tongue. A tingling sensation immediately spread through him, making his entire body tremble.

This reaction was clearly expected by the woman. Her eyes shone with a mixture of eagerness and triumph, and her mouth worked even more vigorously, her delicate lips rubbing back and forth against his thick penis, trying her best to take most of the shaft into her mouth. Her tongue, as if tasting the finest rock candy, gently and delicately covered and licked the tip of his penis.

Ren Dongjie felt a wave of dizziness wash over him, as if he were floating in mid-air. He couldn't help but grab the woman's hair, pulling her head back and forth between his legs. In no time, his penis had doubled in size, almost splitting her lips.

Outside, all was quiet, but inside, heavy breathing gradually filled the air. His penis, stretched to its limit, began to throb slightly. The woman sensed his physical change and quickly increased the intensity and frequency of her sucking, letting out seductive moans: "Mmm...mmm...mmm...hum...mmm...hum..."

Her moans fueled Ren Dongjie's lust, and a desire to conquer erupted from the depths of his heart. Suddenly, his hands slipped inside her collar, greedily caressing her smooth back, then grabbing her high, firm breasts.

The woman looked up at him alluringly, her face a mixture of confusion and wantonness. Her delicate body arched slightly backward, making it easier for him to caress her. As his hand smoothly enveloped her firm, elastic breasts, an uncontrollable surge of intense pleasure rushed through her…

“Wow…” Ren Dongjie roared, his penis convulsing violently, gushing forth streams of hot fluid. The extreme excitement and peak of lust were finally released completely into her mouth!

The cloudy white semen surged like a flood against the woman's throat, causing her to cough loudly and spit out his penis. But the lingering ejaculation continued, spraying all over her flushed face. Several thick streams of liquid trickled down her cheeks, mixing with the white fluid seeping from the corners of her mouth, and dripping onto her bulging breasts.

Ren Dongjie took a long breath, slowly recovering from the afterglow of his orgasm. He glanced at the woman with a hint of apology, then realized he was still holding her hair tightly. He quickly let go, helped her up from the ground, and looked embarrassed, unsure of what to say.

The woman chuckled, her expression a mixture of shyness and pride, as if she had won a hard-fought victory, her smugness overflowing. She wiped the dirt off her clothes with her sleeve and said coquettishly, "You're so naughty! You've dirtied my clothes! How can I wear them now? I... I want you to pay me back!"

Ren Dongjie smiled wryly, "I was being presumptuous, so of course I should make amends! What would you like, young lady? Gold, silver, or jewelry?"

The young lady was delighted and said with a smile, "I don't want those vulgar things! Hmm, how about this: tomorrow evening after dinner, you come here and keep me company for an hour so I can finish an oil painting. That will be my compensation! But you can't be as... as mischievous as you were today! Get that job done first, okay?" "Is it white?"

Ren Dongjie groaned inwardly, thinking that he absolutely couldn't take on this kind of punishment of standing in the corner. So he forced a smile and said, "I would very much like to spend all day with the beauty, but... but this is the headquarters of the Divine Wind Gang. I'm afraid it's not so easy for me to come and go..."

The woman said nonchalantly, "It's alright. As long as you say you are a guest I invited, I doubt anyone will dare to make things difficult for you!"

Ren Dongjie pretended to be afraid and said, "What if it's the big shots like Boss Luo or Boss Lu who make things difficult for me?"

The woman snorted and said arrogantly, "So what if they are these guys? They still have to be respectful to me and dare not lack the slightest courtesy. Who told them that they are all my husband's subordinates?"

"What? You... you have a husband?" Ren Dongjie was shocked. This woman's behavior was bold and absurd, and she was definitely not like a wife controlled by a man. His mind raced, and he suddenly exclaimed, "Who is your husband?"

The woman puffed out her chest and proudly declared, "Ling Zhenfei, the leader of the Shenfeng Gang!"

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"Third brother, this time, you must have miscalculated." In the council hall of the Shenfeng Gang headquarters, Lu Dahong paced back and forth, muttering, "We've been waiting for so long, and that kid still hasn't arrived..."

Luo Jingwen sat upright in a soft chair, leisurely waving a folding fan, and casually replied, "Oh?"

Lu Dahong said, "In my opinion, a rogue like Ren Dongjie is never short of beautiful women. He would never come to our headquarters just to catch a glimpse of Madam Ling." "Indeed."

Luo Jingwen was silent for a moment, then sighed, "But legend has it that he was a notoriously lecherous man. It's said that he once single-handedly stormed the six formations and eleven passes of Mount Hua, nearly losing his life, all just to catch a glimpse of the only daughter of the Mount Hua sect leader."

Zhang Jiyuan said calmly, "Legends are often unreliable. Besides, people change. A man might risk his life for a woman he loves in his youth, but in middle age, he usually only risks his life for his career!"

Luo Jingwen slightly... He laughed and said, "But Ren Dongjie is different. He doesn't seem to have any grand ambitions or ideals; it seems his only pursuit is women. So, I think he'll come here to try his luck no matter what..." He frowned thoughtfully, pondering, "Could he have already infiltrated, and we just haven't discovered him yet?"

Lu Dahong shook his head firmly, saying, "The number of patrolling warriors has doubled tonight, and all the hidden stakes along the way have been activated. I can guarantee with my own hands that even top experts like the Palace Master of the Bliss Palace or the Demon Lord of the Crimson Flame Sect can't escape our notice!"

Zhang Jiyuan suddenly sneered, saying sinisterly, "I'm afraid not! Open your eyes wide and see clearly what time it is now?"

Lu Dahong's eyes turned crimson. He turned to look at the hourglass in the corner of the room and said sharply, "It's just past the fourth watch, so what..." Before he could finish his sentence, his voice suddenly stopped, and he involuntarily took two steps back.

Luo Jingwen's expression changed instantly. He stood up abruptly and exclaimed in surprise, "Where have all the patrolmen gone? Why didn't anyone strike the fourth watch?"

Zhang Jiyuan said coldly, his face grim, "Which leader is on duty tonight? So negligent, forgetting even to strike the watchman's drum! A useless piece of trash!"

"No matter who it is, I'm going to teach him a lesson!" Lu Dahong roared, his face ashen, "I'm going to arrest him right now..."

"Wait!" Luo Jingwen waved his hand to stop him, saying solemnly, "The three of us go together! 　　I'm afraid something has happened outside! 　　"

********** ... He was stunned for a long time before he came to his senses, and said with a wry smile, "So you are Madam Ling..." 　　But the young woman interrupted him, and said angrily, "Who said I am Madam Ling?" 　　Ren Dongjie was dumbfounded and stammered, "Just now... just now you said it yourself..." 　　The young woman giggled and said, "I only said that my husband is Chief Ling, but I didn't say that I am Madam Ling! Hehe, you men are so fickle, which one of you can only marry one wife for life?" 　　Ren Dongjie laughed and tapped his head, saying, "I am..." "I was momentarily confused... Chief Ling has always prided himself on 'loving both the country and beautiful women,' and the sheer number of beauties in his harem is already legendary in the martial arts world. I originally thought they were just ordinary women, but who would have thought there would be such a delicate and refined beauty among them?" A 　　lovely blush rose on the woman's pretty face, and she whispered angrily, "You're such a smooth-talking rascal! You don't even know my name, yet you're spouting nonsense to flatter me!" 　　Ren Dongjie said softly, "I was just about to ask your name! Would you be willing to tell me?"

The young woman hesitated for a moment, then stammered, "I...I am his thirteenth concubine..."

Ren Dongjie smiled and said, "I'm asking for your name, not your identity!"

His bright eyes gazed at her beautiful eyes with passion and tenderness, as if trying to see directly into her restless heart through those clear pupils. At first, the young woman pretended to be calm and met his gaze, but as time went by, she gradually could not resist such a bold and provocative gaze, and lowered her head in a flustered state.

“I can tell you my name, but you must agree to my conditions…” Her words were still fluent, but her voice trembled slightly: “You must come here tomorrow to paint with me, just for an hour! Is that alright?”

Ren Dongjie didn’t even think about it before resolutely saying, “No!”

The woman suddenly looked up, angrily saying, “What did you say?” She was beautiful even when she was angry, her brows furrowed slightly, her beautiful eyes wide open, her full breasts rising and falling, and her slender white hand raised as if to strike him.

Ren Dongjie said seriously, “An hour is too short, at least three hours are needed!”

The woman’s anger turned to joy, her pretty face like a spring breeze thawing an ice river, blooming into a charming and captivating smile. She lowered her hand that was about to strike, pretending to casually pat her chest. Her proud breasts immediately trembled, shaking wildly under her thin clothes, making Ren Dongjie’s eyes widen, and he even felt a subtle change in his body.

"Now, can you tell me your name?" He suddenly took two steps forward unexpectedly, his hands instantly encircling the woman's slender waist. His strong chest rubbed against her delicate body, savoring the amazing elasticity of her breasts and abdomen. He then brazenly brought his lips to her tender earlobe, teasingly saying, "If you still won't tell me, I'll get rough with you..."

"What? You...you scoundrel, let me go..." The woman felt the penis pressed against her lower abdomen growing harder and harder, her cheeks instantly burning like the evening glow. She tried to break free from his embrace, but her limbs were weak and powerless.

"If you don't let go, I...I'll kick you..." she threatened, her words barely moving. She knew shyly but clearly that these legs, let alone kicking anyone, would only cause her budding nectar to gush out with the slightest movement of her muscles.

"To die between a beauty's legs, even as a ghost, is still romantic!" Ren Dongjie, clearly anticipating her embarrassment, chuckled maliciously, "But Thirteenth Concubine, be careful. If you miss and twist your ankle instead, that would be a real shame..."

"Okay, okay... I'll tell you..." The woman finally realized she couldn't hide it from or outmaneuver this man, and hurriedly cried out, "Listen carefully, my name is... my name is Fang Wanping!"

Ren Dongjie laughed heartily, saying, "What a name! Just as beautiful as you are..." Before he could finish, a sharp, urgent whistle suddenly pierced the tranquility of the early autumn night from the east side of the room!

The whistle seemed to still be far away, but before its echo had completely faded, four or five echoing whistles sounded nearby, followed by the faint sounds of running footsteps, howling dogs, and shouts of commands. Fang

Wanping's expression changed, and she abruptly turned and broke free from Ren Dongjie's embrace. Almost simultaneously, warm nectar seeped out, flowing down her smooth thighs. Blushing, she stamped her foot, then ran to the west window, suddenly turning back to glare at him, saying, "Don't forget your promise to me, tomorrow..."

Ren Dongjie nodded, "I'll be waiting here after dinner tomorrow. I'm just afraid the Thirteenth Concubine might be too timid to come!"

Fang Wanping smiled sweetly, waved her slender hand, and like a wisp of smoke, she vanished into the darkness of the night.

Ren Dongjie sighed with a wry smile, reluctantly picked up his clothes and dressed, then tightened his belt and strode out of the hut, heading straight for the source of the sound.

He hadn't gone far when dozens of fully armed warriors came into view. Upon seeing Ren Dongjie, they immediately surrounded him, encircling him. In a short while, three gray figures darted down from mid-air, landing gracefully beside him like large birds.

One of them, holding a folding fan, possessed a refined and scholarly air; he was none other than Luo Jingwen, the third leader, known as "Little Zhuge Liang." He cupped his hands in greeting to Ren Dongjie and smiled, "Young Master Ren, it's an honor to have you grace our humble abode so late at night! Please come with me to the council hall. I have prepared several jars of fine wine; I'm sure you'll be thoroughly drunk!"

Ren Dongjie said calmly, "I'm not here to drink; I'm here to demand someone!"

Luo Jingwen was taken aback, puzzled, "Demand someone? What do you mean?"

Ren Dongjie tossed a note, which flew swiftly and steadily with the wind. Luo Jingwen caught it and unfolded it; after just one glance, the smile on his face vanished.

"This note wasn't written by me!" He almost jumped up, exclaiming in shock and anger, "Who dares to impersonate me and leave this message..."

Ren Dongjie's face turned pale instantly, and he asked urgently, "Where is Li Yan? Didn't you kidnap her?"

"Absolutely not!" Luo Jingwen said decisively, "We are relying on your help, young master, how could we do something so discordant? Someone must have framed us..."

Zhang Jiyuan also chimed in, "If we really kidnapped Madam Wei, now is the time to negotiate and set conditions, why would we deny it? If young master Ren doesn't believe us, you can..." Ren

Dongjie waved his hand and said bitterly, "I believe you! Actually, when I first saw this note, I suspected that Li Yan had been kidnapped by someone else. But when I sneaked into the main camp, the patrolling warriors didn't stop me, as if they already knew I would come here for the appointment, which made me believe that Li Yan was indeed in your hands as a hostage." As

he said this, he secretly regretted it. He had thought that at most he would promise to protect Madam Ling, which would ensure Li Yan's safety, so he felt safe flirting and fooling around with the Thirteenth Concubine. Who knew things wouldn't be as simple as he imagined…

Luo Jingwen said in a deep voice, “To be honest, we had issued strict orders to our subordinates: unless Young Master Ren came to visit openly and honorably, anyone who sneaked in should be stopped and captured with all their might. Unexpectedly, Chief Jiang, who was on duty tonight, dared to change the order without authorization, so Young Master Ren has been here for almost an hour, and we were still completely unaware!”

Zhang Jiyuan said coldly, “Chief Jiang is always cautious and wouldn't dare to be so audacious and reckless; there must be someone behind him…”

Luo Jingwen nodded slowly, saying, “That's right. And the person who can command him must be of a higher status than him. Such a person…” "There are only six in the guild..." He took a breath and said, word by word, "...the six of us leaders!"

Lu Dahong became agitated and roared, "Why say so much! Just grab Chief Jiang and ask him, then everything will be clear! I don't believe he dares not tell the truth..."

Before he finished speaking, a cloaked warrior suddenly darted out of the darkness, quickly ran to Luo Jingwen, and said in a panicked voice, "Reporting to the Third...Third Leader, we found Chief Jiang, but he...he..."

Luo Jingwen was shocked and grabbed the warrior's collar, saying sharply, "What happened to him?"

The warrior's voice was filled with fear, trembling as he said, "He was killed!"

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