Qiao Mu’s gaze kept wandering about, searching for a place with concentrated mystic energy for her cultivation.

  He observed that her gaze did not settle on him for even a second from beginning to end!

  Crown Prince Mo truly was…… worried and infuriated, suffering from unbearable heartache!

  Mo Lian erupted with a piercingly painful wrath.

  That wrath shot up from the depths of his heart, anxious for a vent to let it all out.

  “Stop pretending. Is it possible for you to not know the reason we stopped you? Say it, what exactly do you want in order to release Qiaoqiao,” Mo Lian demanded with a glower.

  “Qiaoqiao?” Ding Yun looked down contrivedly at the distracted little lady. “Are you guys talking about her?”


  “Bullsh*t.” Duan Yue harrumphed. “You brat had better hand over Qiaoqiao quickly, or else don’t blame us for attacking you.”


  “She is not the Qiaoqiao you people are referring to.” Ding Yun lied through his teeth with an incomparably serious expression. “Look, she doesn’t know you guys at all. She said her name is Lil’ Blockhead, she is mi……”


  “Why are you still jabbering with him? Wouldn’t it be better to kill him and then snatch back Qiaoqiao.” Duan Yue jumped up and ordered, “What are you people still standing there for? Charge!”


  The captain of the Dragon Saliva Guard, Yu Xiu, had just rushed over with a group of guards upon receiving the news. Yet before he could speak up, he saw four people about to fight, with swords drawn and bows bent.

  Situ Yi glanced at them in astonishment before asking hesitantly, “Together?”


  “Bullsh*t!”


  “This…… isn’t too good, right,” Situ Yi pointed out tentatively.

  “What is not good about it? This is not the time to discuss the morality and justice of the pugilistic world. We’ll attack together, and after killing this guy, all problems will be resolved.” Duan Yue gave the final word!

  This was the first time that Crown Prince Mo felt that Duan Yue, this guy, was rather quick-witted!

  Duan Yue and Crown Prince Mo flitted forward one behind the other, simultaneously striking at Ding Yun with the raven bone fan and Raven Moon, respectively.

  Situ Yi sighed inwardly. He actually wanted to ask this Young Sir Ding what exactly was going on with Little Junior Sister.

  Perhaps this Young Sir Ding had picked up Little Junior Sister by accident and just kept her by his side all this way.

  The weirdest thing was that Little Junior Sister didn’t even react in the slightest upon seeing them.

  Meanwhile, Crown Prince Mo and Duan Yue attacked Ding Yun without a second word. After a moment of hesitation, Situ Yi also pounced over and drew his sword from his waist.

  Three dense pulses of mystic energy simultaneously struck toward Young Sir Ding’s chest, back, and thigh.

  Ding Yun couldn’t help but feel his heart shiver.

  Previously, he had used the identity of the thief sage, Ding Tingding, to battle with Crown Prince Mo, so he was aware that there was no competition. If he hadn’t used trickery to plot against the crown prince at that time, he probably wouldn’t have been able to escape.

  Now, with Duan Yue and Situ Yi joining in, Ding Yun felt the battle getting more difficult. He could feel that the three people’s sword art wanted to reap his life with their every move.

  After stopping Duan Yue’s palm strike with difficulty, Mo Lian and Situ Yi’s swords quickly thrust at his chest with the speed of lightning. Even so, in the midst of pressing affairs, Ding Yun’s gaze focused before turning to smile at Duan Yue.