65 A Tiny Chess Piece

Qiao Mu finally experienced Mo Lian's modus operandi. Not only did she not find it vicious, but she also found it quite fitting to her taste. The woman in front of them had no scruples against attacking a seven-year-old child, so her current fate was simply karma.

Having a thread of her soul extracted from her, Yao Ji laid limply on the ground like a wilted flower and resentfully looked at Qiao Mu as if she wanted to bore a hole through the girl's face.

Qiao Mu did not care about her gaze in the slightest. However, Mo Lian was displeased by that old hag's gaze and sent her a slap through the air. "If you dare to look at people like this again, I will gouge your eyes out."

Yao Ji was sent rolling in the air and flopped to the ground in a heap. She spat out a mouthful of blood, mixed with a couple of teeth. The rage in her eyes was overtaken by heart-gripping terror.

The child expressionlessly said, "Come over."

Yao Ji subconsciously cowered before laboriously climbing to them. This time, she did not dare to look up at that devil.

"I know you have resentments in your heart." The child raised her eyebrows. "Do you really regret not killing me from the start?"

Yao Ji shuddered again, seeming to feel the youth in white's sword-like gaze landing on her.

Having suffered already, how could Yao Ji dare to cause trouble again? Her head drooped low as she crawled to their feet and said, "Little Master, pardon me. Yao Ji doesn't dare."

Qiao Mu dryly looked at her. "What will you say about today's events after you return to your sect?"

Yao Ji hastily responded, "Little Master, don't worry, Yao Ji won't say anything…"

Qiao Mu brusquely interrupted. "How could you be so idiotic at your age? Not saying anything, wouldn't that raise more suspicions?"

So infuriating! Why was it so troublesome to speak with idiots? Our Qiao Mu turned to look at Crown Prince Lian and blinked her eyes, gesturing him with her eyes.

Mo Lian nearly laughed out loud, and Yu Xiu could not help but roll his eyes. "Kid, do you think His Highness lives in your stomach and will immediately understand your meaning with a single glance!"

"After you go back, say there was a mysterious expert who vanquished you all. You managed to escape to report it after great trials. If you are acting, then act more realistically." After saying this, Mo Lian sent the unlucky Yao Ji flying back by several meters with a flick of his sleeve.

Yao Ji mournfully screamed, and she spat out a large mouthful of blood. One of her arms also limply hung down at her side, evidently broken from the shock, and her whole face was drained of color. Added with her shaggy hair and beggar-like clothes, no one would believe it if she went out and claimed she was not a beggar!

"If you have the guts to return and seek trouble, then there is no use for your sect to exist anymore." Mo Lian glanced at Yao Ji and waved his hand. "You will think of something to concoct when you go back."

"Yes, I understand." Yao Ji promptly breathed a sigh of relief and scrambled away after several kowtows.

Qiao Mu's eyes glinted. In truth, she did not care whether these people will come back and seek revenge. Counting the days, the peace in the world would not last more than a few more days, and it was still uncertain whether this village would still be in existence at that time. What was there for her to be afraid of? She planned to make herself scarce soon anyway.

However, the fewer complications the better. She could not guess whether those two sects will send someone to come and investigate. If they follow the leads to her and learn that she obtained the Heart of Paradise and latched onto her like rabid dogs, then it would be irritating.

"Xiao Qiaoqiao, I am departing for my journey back to the capital tomorrow. Don't go to do those dangerous things by yourself. And don't roam outside as much when it's a dark and windy night, alright? I will come back to visit you later."