Live-in Son-in-law-Chapter 1051: That Really Is a Good Plan

The entire hall was filled with fear.

Everyone was silent as if in the presence of a deadly threat; this person was ruthless, killing without even blinking.

The crucial thing was, the one killed was the son of the Wind King.

The whole Fengwang City belonged to the Wind King, killing his son was akin to causing a catastrophe.

Yun Mengyao, however, remained composed, approached Xiaolan, took out a small white porcelain bottle, and carefully applied medicine to her. Then she handed the white porcelain bottle to her, "Take this, apply once a day, it will ensure no scars remain on your face."

Xiaolan stood up, knelt in front of Yun Mengyao, tears streaming down, repetitively kowtowing, unable to utter a single word.

Qin Yi sighed slightly, perhaps no one had ever been so kind to her, she could only express gratitude to Yun Mengyao for saving her life in this way.

If Yun Mengyao hadn't acted today, a young girl like Xiaolan with a disfigured face could not survive in this brothel.

"Give me one of your gold bars." Yun Mengyao turned to Qin Yi.

Without a second thought, Qin Yi took out a gold bar and tossed it over. Yun Mengyao caught it, then handed it to Xiaolan, "Go and escape, this place will soon become ruins."

After speaking, Yun Mengyao stood up, looked around, and said indifferently: "You all should go escape."

Qin Yi shook his head, Yun Mengyao's approach was still somewhat immature; these women had lived in the brothel for a long time, lacking survival skills. Besides, this is Fengwang City, where can they escape to?

He had some understanding of people from this era; with the death of Young Master Cheng, the Wind King was sure to take vengeance, and as the madam said, none of the people here would survive.

"Letting them escape now is tantamount to sending them to their deaths."

Suddenly, a crisp voice came from the second floor.

Qin Yi and the others looked up at the sound, seeing a woman in her thirties, dressed in fitted attire, standing by the stair railing.

A Late Stage Golden Core expert.

Qin Yi was surprised, he hadn't expected this woman's cultivation to be quite formidable.

Yun Mengyao looked at the woman, "Who are you?"

"Who I am is not important. What is important is that I can save their lives."

"How will you save them?" Yun Mengyao asked.

The woman, like a robotic being devoid of emotion, said indifferently, "If you die, they will naturally survive."

Qin Yi: "..."

Yun Mengyao: "..."

"That's quite a solution." Yun Mengyao sneered. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

The woman said coldly: "Actually, there's another way."

Qin Yi laughed, "You wouldn't want us to commit suicide, would you?"

The woman looked at Qin Yi, "Young Master Qin dares to kill Mi Haohao, naturally he is not someone to sit and wait for death. Asking you to commit suicide is unrealistic."

Qin Yi's lips curved slightly, not surprised the woman knew his name.

The warrant was posted at the city gate, which was no longer a secret.

Of course, no one else could recognize him, only this woman had made the connection.

Who knows if the deceased Young Master Cheng would have dared to be so arrogant if he knew Qin Yi and the others were royal fugitives?

"Why don't you tell me your solution," Qin Yi said.

The woman said coldly: "Kill the Wind King."

Everyone present paled, trembling uncontrollably.

Killing the Wind King's son was scary enough, but this woman dared suggest killing the Wind King, she must be mad.

Qin Yi chuckled, nodding, "A good idea."

"Then, Young Master Qin, you kill the Wind King, and I'll arrange to relocate these people, ensuring their safety."

Yun Mengyao sneered, "Why should we collaborate with you?"

"Do you have a choice? Unless you want these people to go out and die. No matter how strong your cultivation, you can't protect so many people at once. Besides, there are ten thousand troops stationed outside Fengwang City. Are you sure you can kill them all?"

Yun Mengyao's face stiffened, ten thousand troops, would exhaust her to death.

Qin Yi curiously asked, "Why are you helping us?"

The woman said coldly, "Merely a matter of mutual benefit."

"Then we need something else as well, can you help us?"

"Tell me what it is."

"The map of the Four Seas and Eight Desolates."

The woman's expression changed slightly, her eyes narrowing, staring at Qin Yi intently.

"No need to be nervous, I just want the map to see the route, that's all."

"The map of the Four Seas and Eight Desolates is precious, more so than the head of the Wind King."

Qin Yi's lips slightly curved. The woman saying this implies there's room for negotiation.

"Besides the Wind King's head, what else do you want?"

"Young Master Qin, would you come upstairs for a discussion?"

Qin Yi clearly saw the woman's ears slightly twitch; it was evident someone was transmitting sound, instructing her what to say.

"Okay."

Qin Yi stood up and walked towards the second floor.

Yun Mengyao and Old Liu were about to follow when the woman said, "Young Master Qin can come alone."

Qin Yi hesitated for a moment, turned to Yun Mengyao, "You stay here, keep an eye on those soldiers, don't let them go back to report."

"Be careful yourself," Yun Mengyao said.

Qin Yi nodded slightly and turned to the second floor.

"Young Master Qin, please follow me."

The woman turned and led the way.

"Jin Die, can you probe his cultivation?"

Suddenly, Qin Yi's lips slightly curled; as his Divine Thought spread, he picked up a faint voice, someone was speaking in secret to the woman leading the way.

The woman leading the way was called Jin Die.

"Can't detect it, this person must have cultivated a technique to conceal his Qi," Jin Die transmitted back.

Qin Yi was curious, as the person talking to Jin Die was also a woman, with a pleasant voice.

Could it be a woman is orchestrating everything behind Ruyi Hall?

Even though brothels are mostly female, usually, those in power behind the scenes are influential and wealthy men.

"Miss, are you sure you want to meet him?" Jin Die asked.

"An enemy's enemy is a friend; this person dared to kill Mi Haohao, so he must have some skills. If we can use him to get rid of the Wind King, why not?"

"Miss, this person's background remains mysterious, we haven't been able to find out. I think it's wise to be cautious."

"He can save these women, indicating a kind heart, can be utilized. Bring him to see me."

"Yes."

Qin Yi heard their conversation entirely, his eyes turning cold; this woman behind the scenes was truly calculating, exploiting others' kindness is the most shameless act.

Ahead was a vermilion flower-framed door; the woman opened it, inviting Qin Yi inside.

Behind this door was yet another corridor.

At the other end of the corridor was a small pavilion, candle flame flickering.

Qin Yi inadvertently noticed paintings hanging in the pavilion in the middle of the corridor, all depicting flowers and plants, hanging in a strange manner. Typically, paintings are hung on walls, but these felt like suspended ghosts swaying gently in the wind, discomforting to look at.

The woman turned back to Qin Yi, "Young Master Qin, are you interested?"

"Hmm?" Qin Yi did not understand.

"These paintings, poems, and songs were created by scholars seeking to meet the Oiran Ruyi. These are considered good, so they were hung here, but they weren't qualified to be hung on the walls. Young Master, with your grace and talent, might leave a masterpiece here, perhaps earning Ruyi's favor."