Feirce Majesty, Bei Ye

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"Say, how should we deal with this person," Meng Fuyao slapped the guy down to the floor again with a "pa" sound, then turned to question Yuan Zhaoxu, "Is Qi Xunyi starting to suspect me? Is that why he sent these two people out to deal with me?"

A strange expression flitted through Yuan Zhaoxu's eyes. He naturally knew that during the day, when Meng Fuyao had almost fallen into the clear water, her figure had been revealed, and Qi Xunyi had definitely noticed her. With Qi Xunyi's disposition, he would certainly investigate a little.

But how could he not have countermeasures in place? Those people Qi Xunyi dispatched to follow them had long been routed by his guard, who even intentionally set up a fake trail to mislead Qi Xunyi's attention. Then how come these two people appeared here?

Yuan Zhaoxu hit open the man's acupuncture veins. Only after interrogating some more, did he discover that the guard officer Lord Fang was one of Qi Xunyi's subordinates whom he rather doted on, and he was rather prone to toadying and currying favor with Xunyi. During the day when Qi Xunyi had stared at Fuyao's figure with a different look in his eyes, Lord Fang had thought that the prince had taken a liking to Meng Fuyao. In order to give his master a surprise, he had used a pigeon to contact some of his guards that were awaiting their arrival at the Qi royal palace, and ordered them to wait on the two roads that led from Profound Origin to Yanjing with intention to capture Meng Fuyao.

Yuan Zhaoxu's bodyguard had already concentrated his efforts on leading away the people following behind. Unexpectedly, there were also people in front waiting by the tree trunk to capture the rabbit. [1]

Learning the whole story, Meng Fuyao couldn't refrain from becoming infuriated, and with another stomp she vented her anger. Then, she hesitantly said, "Hey, if we killed him, well, his crime doesn't deserve that punishment. But not killing, then I'll be leaving future trouble for myself. What should we do?"

Yuan Zhaoxu smiled. Stooping down, his slender finger gently flicked the top of the man's head, then he said, "It's done."

"Huh?"

Peacefully Zhaoxu explained, "His memory, beginning from this evening, will become muddled. So you can be reassured, he won't bring the stuff that he can't even remember clearly, to report back to his master."

Fuyao stared at him, knowing that he used a severe technique to wound the other's Baihui point, forever damaging their memory [2]. This type of technique looked simple, but was actually an expert's skill - being lighter or heavier by a degree of force could result in a completely opposite effect. If her Breaking Nine Heavens trained to the sixth layer, then she probably could also learn it, but she would definitely be unable to do it so casually.

The more she stayed with this person, the more mysterious he became.

Her eyeballs were rolling trying to figure him out, but Yuan Zhaoxu had already turned and walked towards the bound gray-clothed man. After walking a few steps he suddenly chuckled, saying, "Hey, very beautiful."

"What's very beautiful?" Meng Fuyao blankly asked.

Yuan Zhaoxu and Master Yuanbao gave each other a look, the latter immediately revealing its snow white front teeth, and lifting its stubby leg to signal towards Meng Fuyao.

At the same time Zhaoxu leisurely replied, "I'm saying, your thighs." ------------------

"I'll teach you to peek on me, keeping spying on me! You peek! Peek! This lady me will pummel you like flying waters descending straight three thousand chi, if I don't see congealed blood I'm vowing to never stop!" [3]

With "peng peng peng" sounds Meng Fuyao practiced her boxing on the poor gray-clothed man, at the same time scolding the locust tree while pointing at the mulberry, attacking someone else through the insinuations in her shouting. [4]

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