She Holds the World After Being Reborn-Chapter 331 - 330: What’s the hurry? Sending you on your way right now!

Chapter 331: Chapter 330: What’s the hurry? Sending you on your way right now!

"Do you think just because you are the Commandery Princess, you can disregard the laws of the king? You cannot... cannot do this!" Finally, someone couldn’t stand it anymore.

Yan Wanqing looked down at them, "We are both committing evil, so why can’t I? You took away my Xiaoliu, I take your family members—it’s fair, isn’t it?"

Watching Hong Wu walk out the door, several men were clearly dumbfounded.

He hadn’t expected Yan Wanqing to act this way.

"Let them down." When leaving, Yan Wanqing even instructed someone to let them down from the beams.

Before the sun set, Hong Wu indeed captured everyone and threw them into the room.

A crowd of people cried heartbreakingly, their voices echoing throughout the small courtyard.

Yan Wanqing, dressed in white palace attire, sat at a small table in the courtyard, savoring her tea.

"Whoever speaks first, leaves first." She gestured, and a servant brought over a chest.

Yan Wanqing blew on her teacup, "Open it."

The large chest was opened, and inside was a heap of shining silver, brightening the dim courtyard for a moment.

A crowd crying as if their lives depended on it was suddenly choked up.

They had thought it would be a tragic human drama of life and death, but this chest full of silver really baffled everyone.

"Haven’t you understood yet? Whoever tells us where our Miss Six is first, can take the money and leave!" Hong Wu, dressed in red, stood beside Yan Wanqing and said sternly to the crowd.

In the crowd, an old lady was the first to nudge her son, "You speak!"

The son looked at the silver, swallowed, and then seemingly possessed, he took a step forward.

"Dare to go, and I’ll kill you." He was abruptly pulled back by the arm.

A muscular man with a scar on his face threatened.

After the fatty died, the scar-faced muscular man became the backbone of this group.

Yan Wanqing sipped her tea, and coughed lightly.

Nobody saw how Hong Wu made her move, but one second the scar-faced man was threatening, the next he was staring blankly and fell down stiffly, causing the people to scatter in fright.

"Now, does anyone want to take the money and leave?" Hong Wu asked deliberately.

The son who had hesitated before immediately stepped forward and said, "I’ll talk, I’ll talk. Miss Six was taken away by Li San, and they left in a carriage that very night."

Then he scooped up a handful of silver from the chest and stuffed it into his pocket.

Hearing the word "carriage," Hong Wu and Piji exchanged glances.

"I’ll talk too! I’ll talk too!" Seeing that man truly got the money, everyone began to crowd forward, each rushing to tell Yan Wanqing their role in the matter.

"Miss Six was saved by Blackie from the village..."

"Old Mother Wang took all of Miss Six’s belongings, the two... quarreled..."

"Li San said he was going to deliver some flowers to the city and was also going to present Miss Six to that noble..."

Yan Wanqing quietly listened, set down her teacup and slowly turned the pages of the book in her hands.

By the time they were done babbling, she had reached the last Chapter of her book.

"All done talking?" Yan Wanqing looked around at the crowd with a smile that was not quite a smile, then stood up.

Seeing each person with their pockets full of silver, she clapped her hands, "Alright, I’ll leave the rest to you two."

She turned around and walked out of the courtyard without looking back.

The crowd, now full of profit, hadn’t expected such good fortune.

"When can we leave?" The son asked first.

Hong Wu’s seductive voice slowly rose, "What’s the rush? Isn’t this sending you on your way?"

No sooner had her words fallen than the murderous intent spiraled uncontrollably, and the son was already lying on the ground.

"You! Didn’t the Commandery Princess say she would let us leave? You don’t keep your word!" The old lady, seeing her son dead, pointed at Hong Wu and cursed loudly, then threw herself down by her son’s body, wailing to the heavens.

She too fell down immediately afterward.

"Each of you carries several lives on your backs, how could we easily let you leave? Do you really think our Commandery Princess devoutly prays all day!" Hong Wu sneered, pulling out her soft sword from her waist.

There were quite a few people, and some had already started to resist, so she had to use some weapons.

"You don’t mind, do you?" Hong Wu glanced at Piji.

Piji shook his head, his arms crossed leaning against the wall, shifting his gaze away, he only said two words, "As quickly as possible."

The pages that Yan Wanqing had just been flipping through in her hand were the life stories of this group of people collected by Stormy Building, and she discovered that from top to bottom, they were all villains with no clean hands.

If that was the case, then they might as well all go to hell.

After Hong Wu had cleaned up the bodies in the small courtyard, she stood next to Piji.

"That carriage must have Miss Six inside." She was very self-reproachful, "If I had checked at that time, Miss Six would be safe now."

Piji extended his hand to press on her shoulder, "Don’t feel guilty, it’s not that we are completely clueless."

"What do you mean?"

"There’s a mark on the wheel of that carriage, very similar to the ones from the City Lord Residence." Piji, who never forgot what he saw, wouldn’t mistake it.

Hong Wu’s eyes immediately reddened, "We must hurry to report to the Commandery Princess and immediately attack the City Lord Residence! Rescue Miss Six!"

"The Commandery Princess is already informed," Piji reported it as soon as he came back.

Only then did Hong Wu breathe a sigh of relief, realizing that since Yan Wanqing wasn’t making a move yet, it meant she had her considerations.

"You should go back and rest first; you haven’t slept day and night these past days." Piji left these words and disappeared in the courtyard.

Hong Wu, hearing his seemingly caring words, was stunned for a moment, and a trace of blush flashed across her cheeks.

Just as Shen Shuyun was about to leave the house, she saw a dark and shabby child standing by the stone lion at the gate, stealthily watching her.

Finding it strange, she brought him to Yan Wanqing.

As soon as Yan Wanqing saw the boy, he suddenly lunged at her, "You must be Xiaoliu’s elder sister, right!"

Yan Wanqing was stunned and nodded.

His dark palms left greyish handprints on Yan Wanqing’s dress, but she didn’t mind at all and bent down, "You’re clever, I am her elder sister. Are you her good friend?"

"Please quickly save Xiaoliu! She’s still hiding in the bushes waiting for me to go back and rescue her!" After saying this, Black Coal fainted right there on the ground.

Poor boy, he had actually begged his way to Northern Border City, struggling through wind and weather.

"Take him back and find a doctor," Yan Wanqing told Shen Shuyun.

Shen Shuyun was full of doubts, but seeing Yan Wanqing’s grim expression, she had to hold back.

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Black Coal still didn’t know the news that Yan Lingzhen had been kidnapped by Li San.

Once everyone had left, Yan Wanqing was left alone, sitting in the empty room, feeling extremely stifled.

These past few days, Huai Yu had gone to a nearby town again, and she didn’t have anyone suitable to talk to; all her pent-up frustrations had nowhere to go!

The banquet at the City Lord’s Residence might still be going on. This grand feast was said to last three days.

The City Lord held this banquet partly as a welcome for Yan Wanqing, and partly to prepare for the upcoming Summer Sacrifice.

The highlight of the banquet’s program was the competition on the platform between all the top masters from inside and outside the Northern Border Territory. The victor would earn the right to stay at the City Lord Residence.

Now, thinking that Xiaoliu might actually be in the City Lord Residence, Yan Wanqing felt desperate.

If she could do as Hong Wu suggested and directly lead men to attack, she would have done so already.

However, at that time, Xiaoliu’s safety could not be guaranteed, and it would expose Stormy Building.

The losses could outweigh the gains.

As she was thinking, there was a knock at the door.

Shen Shuyun led another person, standing in front of her.

"Greetings, Commandery Princess. The City Lord has specifically instructed me to pass on a message to you. He has acquired a treasure intended as a prize for the winner of the platform fight, and invites you to visit the residence tomorrow to lend your judgment," said the man from the City Lord’s Residence as soon as he saw Yan Wanqing, eagerly stepping forward.

Yan Wanqing’s lips curved meaningfully, "Sure, I cannot decline such courtesy from the City Lord. I will definitely come tomorrow."

She was worried about how to get into the City Lord Residence, and this invitation was just what she had hoped for.