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Chapters 661-670

Chapter 661: You guys can go duke it out

Han Yunxi asked in a low voice, "Long Feiye, what's the real cause of death?"

"Internal injuries," Long Feiye murmured back.

"Internal injuries..." Han Yunxi didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Just what happened?"

"Internal injuries were used to fatally wound the internal organs. It doesn't leave any traces on the surfaces, but everything would have been clear if they performed the dissection," Long Feiye muttered.

"You can still fatally wound organs without leaving a trace on the surface? That isn't something just anyone can do, right?" Han Yunxi asked next.

"Celestial Mountain's internal energy method can do the deed," Long Feiye said honestly.

Han Yunxi realized the extent of their danger just then. If Duanmu Yao had been hardhearted enough to allow the dissection, then the truth would have been exposed to everyone! Anyone who knew the ways of Celestial Mountain's internal energy arts had to be either Long Feiye himself or one of his subordinates. Here was the true definition of "kill without spilling blood"–an idiom meaning to kill someone in a subtle way.

Han Yunxi's heart was filled with emotions. She fell silent for a while, then asked, "Long Feiye, Empress Xue was innocent, wasn't she?"

"Her status already made it impossible for her to be innocent in anything," Long Feiye replied coldly.

Han Yunxi wanted to argue, but she didn't know how. In the end, she asked, "Then what about the status of Qin Wangfei?"

Long Feiye looked at her with knitted brows. "What are you thinking of now?"

"A single general's reputation is made of out ten thousand corpses; what millions died that Caesar might be great. Just how many piles of bones make up the glorious and honorable position of an imperial throne?" Han Yunxi sighed with feeling.

"It's a doomed destiny to build a throne from a pile of bones. The difference lies in who sits upon that seat and whether they can lead a flourishing age, thus preventing any further famines, unrest, vagrants and displaced in Cloud Realm Continent." Long Feiye's gaze couldn't help but pass over Duanmu Yao as he spoke, the pupils still ice cold. They was no trace of pity or sympathy in his eyes. After such a roundabout trip, the pieces still ended up within his grasp. Now Ning Cheng and Duanmu Yao could fight between themselves as they liked.

Han Yunxi almost forgot about this man's grand aspirations. Now she remembered them once again. She locked her fingers with his and declared, "Long Feiye, I'll be by your side!"

Long Feiye tightened his grip on her hand without a word. But before they left, he approached Cao Tong and asked, "Where's the acupuncture needle?"

Cao Tong produced the needle, which Long Feiye snatched back. "The item should return to its rightful owner."

Cao Tong only looked up at him with a smile. What else could he say? The acupuncture needle was esteemed wangfei's, after all. Moreover, even if it wasn't hers, he wouldn't be able to reject His Highness Duke of Qin's domineering air and demands.

"The item should return to its rightful owner," Han Yunxi smiled as she held out her hand.

"From today on, anything you lose shall be the property of your lordship. Don't even think of getting it back," Long Feiye said unhappily.

Han Yunxi only held her resentment back and didn't argue. She decided that she should be more careful in the future so she didn't court trouble again. Long Feiye wrapped the needled in a handkerchief before placing it in his sleeve. Han Yunxi knew that his mysophobic self would definitely take the needle for a thorough washing once they got back...