Chapter 71
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“How did you end up here?” The voice carried a hint of bewilderment.
Ye Wushuang halted in his tracks, gazing at the figure before him. She was dressed in a light cyan gown that accentuated her slender figure. Her long hair cascaded loosely, adorned with a butterfly hairpin that added a touch of playfulness. Her round face and porcelain skin exuded an air of innocence, and her eyes were now scrutinizing Ye Wushuang from head to toe.
“Yun Ziyang!” Upon seeing her, Ye Wushuang’s expression remained calm.
“You actually dare to show your face here!” Yun Ziyang’s emotions flared up the moment she laid eyes on Ye Wushuang.
“Why shouldn’t I?” Ye Wushuang replied, his demeanor composed. “The real question is, why do you still stand before me after seeing me?”
“You…” Yun Ziyang seemed to recall something and immediately retorted, “Do you think that just because you’ve managed to survive for a while, you’ll be safe forever?”
“Your end is near!”
“Is that so?” Ye Wushuang took a step forward, causing Yun Ziyang to instinctively step back. For three years, Ye Wushuang had been regarded as a good-for-nothing. Seeing him in the Qingyun Pavilion, she had blurted out her surprise. But now, she realized that he was no longer the weakling he once was. Even Qin Shang of the Qin family was no match for him.
“What… what do you want?” Yun Ziyang asked nervously. “Are you going to try to kill me in front of everyone now, after failing to drug me and take advantage of me back at the Yun Mansion?”
Her words immediately drew the attention of many people around them. Xia Yushan, who had not expected Ye Wushuang and Yun Ziyang to cross paths, quickly stepped forward and addressed Ye Wushuang, “Young Master Ye…”
Ye Wushuang stopped in his tracks and looked at Yun Ziyang, his voice indifferent. “Yun Ziyang, I won’t kill you. Go back and tell your sister to be careful. Perhaps it’s not me, Ye Wushuang, who will die first, but your Yun family.”
“You’re threatening me!” Yun Ziyang exclaimed indignantly.
“Oh, who do we have here? What a bold statement,” another voice interjected.
As Yun Ziyang finished speaking, several figures entered from outside the Qingyun Pavilion. The leader, a young man of about seventeen or eighteen, was dressed in a brocade robe and exuded an air of nobility. He walked with one hand behind his back, followed by several guards.
“Brother Wei Hong…” Yun Ziyang hurried forward, clutching the young man’s arm and looking up at him with a fearful expression. “Why did you take so long? I’ve been waiting for you. Ye Wushuang… he…”
“I’m sorry, Sister Ziyang,” Wei Hong quickly grasped Yun Ziyang’s hand, offering comfort. “I was delayed at home. It’s my fault. I asked you to come out and relax, and yet I’m late.”
Wei Hong! A scion of the Wei family and a renowned genius in Liuyue City, even more famous than Qin Shang.
“This Ye Wushuang is terrifying…” Yun Ziyang’s eyes welled up with tears.
Ye Wushuang almost retched at the sight. Yun Qingyue had taken care of the Ye family for three years, and he and Yun Qingyue had often spent time together, with Yun Ziyang calling him “Brother Wushuang” all the time. Back then, he hadn’t realized how skilled the sisters were at playing their parts.
Yun Ziyang’s association with Wei Hong from the Wei family likely had no good intentions behind it.
Seeing the tearful, pitiful, and helpless look on the beauty beside him, Wei Hong’s heart ached. He turned his gaze to Ye Wushuang.
“Good-for-nothing,” Wei Hong sneered. “Just because you killed Qin Shang and relied on that broken formation at the Ye Mansion to kill the fourth master of the Qin family, you think you’re invincible?”
“There are plenty of geniuses in Liuyue City who are far more talented than Qin Shang.”
“Because of you, that beast, Ziyang hasn’t been able to sleep well these past few days. That’s why I invited her out today to clear her mind, and yet you dare to show your face and upset her?”
“Ye Wushuang, you really don’t know when to die!”
Wei Hong’s demeanor was aggressive and his killing intent palpable. Meanwhile, Yun Ziyang, standing beside him, looked at Ye Wushuang with a cold, mocking smile.
