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Chapter 109: Who's Victorious, Who's Defeated

Translator: Misty Cloud Editor: Misty Cloud

Wei Wei abruptly stiffened, there was basically no time to respond. Fortunately, the young man turned to the side and lowered his leg while a corner of his white robe then coincidentally concealed her. He softly coughed while speaking. "Your Highness, is there something else?"

The corner of Baili Jia Jue's mouth curved down, even though this was a question, it still gave off a kind of cultured, favorable gracefulness. "There isn't, anymore."

She didn't know why, but she secretly perspired a layer of cold sweat on behalf of her own actions a moment ago.

This Third Prince again deviously wanted to draw her out!

Luckily, the sickly person responded quickly enough and his acting skills were good enough. Otherwise, hah, the usual ordinary person really would have no way of handling that guy.

Wei Wei sort of breathed with relief as she curled on the ground, one hand supporting her chin, without any form to speak of.

"Then this commoner will take his leave." The young man extended his hand and let down the carriage's curtains. He lowered his head and glanced at her, then faced outside the carriage to command in a soft voice. "Uncle Liang, let's go."

The city gate opened as the wheels rolled across the ground. Wei wei, however, heard a cry of alarm.

"Your Highness!"

It was Shadow. He extended his hand in order to support the dizzy Baili Jia Jue.

But was stopped from acting by Baili Jia Jue's gaze.

"His Highness..." Even though it was merely a slight touch, however, the temperature that transmitted slowly from his master's body already indicated how terrible his body's condition currently was.

However, surprisingly, none of the others were able to tell.

His Highness was strong and would never have exposed the slightest trace of weakness in front of others.

Even now, he still only used his fingers to press on his own forehead as his long eyebrows slightly creased, his voice indifferently issued a command. "Continue to search."

"But your health..." All of the concern within Shadow's eyes was inadvertently revealed. Since the time of that big fire, a lot of ailments fell on His Highness' body. Every single one of them was sufficient to snatch his life.

Yet Baili Jia Jue only turned his ring a bit. "I said continue searching."

"Yes." Shadow dropped his eyes respectfully. With his hand raised, he led the rest of the shadow guards and rushed out into all of the capital's streets.

After waiting until there was no one all around, the fire qilin then appeared from the Dark Illusionary Space and opened its mouth. "Master, you need to rest."

"The horse just now, was a black flying horse." Baili Jia Jue's voice was level, as if he was merely stating a fact.

The fire qilin lowered its head. "Nothing escapes master's eyes."

"I didn't look." Baili Jia Jia lifted his head up. The place where light resided in his eyes was missing some light. "It was somewhat agitated, became aware of your existence."

The fire qilin jumped. "Master, your eyes."

"I can't see for the time being." Baili Jia Jue's voice was emotionless, as before, as if the one who was blind wasn't him.

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