The Soldier King Becomes a Useless Little Girl-Chapter 469 - 466: The Epitome of Hypocrisy
The Jade Duster is an Upper-grade Jade Spiritual Treasure, certainly not made from ordinary materials.
Its tail is woven from Third-grade Spirit Worm Jade Silkworm Silk, while the handle is made of Ice Jade, warm in winter and cool in summer.
However, at this moment, the handle of the Jade Duster was burning hot, glowing red throughout.
Bai You screamed as the Ice Jade melted and the tail of the duster burst into flames.
Her fair, delicate hands were blistered with burns!
"Youyou!"
Sikong Ran swiftly flew to Bai You’s side to check on her injuries.
Currently, Bai You is around the Fifth Realm of a Xuanwu Practitioner, ordinary fire could not harm her, these injuries...
Sikong Ran’s expression was grave, he glanced at the intact carriage and the unshakably steady Murong Ziyue sitting in front of it.
The opponent had skillfully manipulated a force against Bai You who was no less skilled than her.
Bai You’s Jade Duster was destroyed, her hands injured, but the carriage and Murong Ziyue remained unscathed.
It was evident that the opponent had attacked Bai You directly with a Fire Spirit, demonstrating excellent control over their spirit, a testament to significant skill.
Spiritual and Martial Cultivation... This Murong Ziyue is not simple.
"Murong Ziyue! How dare you commit such an act of violence in the street!"
Long Qingchen also quickly dismounted his horse and questioned her.
Sikong Ran and Bai You were his honored guests; by attacking them, Murong Ziyue was not giving respect to him nor to the Emperor.
"Third Prince, where did you see me make a move? It was clearly her who attacked first. Or are you, Third Prince, intending to bully the weak by abusing your power against me, a frail woman?"
Murong Ziyue spoke indifferently, not initiating conflict unless provoked.
"You!"
Long Qingchen felt an urge to roar.
Where on earth are you frail!
Against the public in the middle of the street, Long Qingchen could not recklessly act.
"Third Prince, Youyou is fine. Miss, are you Murong Ziyue, the second-place winner of the Zixiao Palace Exam?"
Sikong Ran soothed Bai You, then lifted his gaze to Murong Ziyue, speaking gently without a hint of anger.
Sikong Ran had inquired that in this Zixiao Palace Exam, Murong Ziyue was the most notable participant.
Conversely, there was not much buzz about the first-place winner; Sikong Ran still did not know much about the other’s background.
Sikong Ran’s genteel and elegant demeanor elicited screams from the women on the street.
Inside the carriage, Xin Lin seemed unimpressed.
He was the Sikong Ran who had once spoken of marrying her in grand style only to sell her into a brothel the next moment.
Seemingly, not only had his cultivation improved, but his skills in deceit had also enhanced.
Fortunately, Murong Ziyue was not taken in by Sikong Ran’s act, she simply leapt up and firmly mounted her horse.
With a squeeze of her legs, the carriage moved steadily forward, leaving a stunned Long Qingchen and Sikong Ran behind.
"Outrageous, that wretch!"
Bai You was furious.
"Youyou, next time, do not be so reckless. If you get hurt, it pains me."
Sikong Ran’s eyes were tender as he caressed her hands.
The lovestruck manner shook Bai You; her heart fluttered, making her forget the pain in her hands.
Though Sikong Ran’s face was filled with affection, his eyes were cold, devoid of any real concern.
He already knew of Murong Ziyue’s identity and had not intervened beforehand, merely wanting Bai You to test Murong Ziyue’s strength.
Such was the capability of the second-place winner in the Imperial Examination.
It seemed that the first-place winner of the Zixiao Palace Exam should not be underestimated.
It appeared Sikong Ran needed to think carefully about how to deal with the other person.
