Chapter Thirty-Seven: Sharp Insight

he burly man in black. He motioned for him to speak, knowing that anything would do; a word, a syllable – anything to draw the other out, to understand their intentions and what they sought."We are al...“I…” Qin Luoyan struggled to utter a single word, her eyes filled with hesitation. She knew that the man before her was not someone who could be easily fooled, but could she possibly tell him the truth Tell him that her soul came from another world

Even if I said it, he probably wouldn't believe me anyway.

"Speak!" Fu Zimu's patience seemed to have worn thin, the force in his grip increasing.

"Let go of me, and I'll tell you the truth." Qin Luoyan gasped out a sentence, perhaps feeling that if this continued, she would really die. Only then did Fu Zimo slowly let go of her hand and say, "Actually, I can design weapons."

"Oh" Fu Zimu's lips curled into a faint smile, waiting for her to continue.

Qin Luoyan cleared her throat and continued, "Actually, I learned how to make weapons from a master since I was young, so I naturally know how to read weapon blueprints. It wasn't a coincidence that I could piece together the blueprint for the repeating crossbow; it's because I'm familiar with weapon design and could roughly guess its structure. That's all I can say. All I can guarantee is that I'm not from the Tiangji Pavilion. About other things, I can't say anything more. If I reveal my master's identity, I won't be able to live."

She only hoped that these half-truths could gloss over the matter.

"You made the crossbow that injured those men in my manor, didn't you" Fu Zi Mo asked.

Qin Luoyan was stunned. Only then did she remember that when she was trapped in the mountain villa, she had injured people inside the villa with a small toy she had made. Now thinking about it, she was afraid that the flaw had already been exposed at that time.

She nodded, but Fu Zimo didn't ask any further questions. Instead, he turned his head to look into the courtyard.

The fighting in the courtyard was nearing its end. Most of the men in black had fallen, only a few managed to break through and escape, among them was the middle-aged leader and Elder Xu Ge.

"Who let him go" Fu Zimuo asked Jinmu coldly.

"Tell your master, he's free to go." After Kimu finished speaking, he ordered people to begin cleaning up the mess.

"Well, put it back and we can follow the clues." Fu Zimo waved his hand, and the people around him immediately dispersed. Suddenly, his gaze fell on a small hill beside the courtyard. He couldn't help but raise a smile, and then ordered the person beside him: "Bring me a bow"

Although he didn't know the reason, Kaneki immediately took out a bow and arrow and handed it over.

Fu Zi Mo took the curved bow, his long fingers gliding over the taut bowstring. Then, in an instant, he drew back and let loose an arrow. A brilliant flash of light flew from his hand, tracing a beautiful arc against the night sky before plunging into the forest on the distant hillside with the force of thunder.

Before anyone could react to what had happened, two figures emerged from the hillside. One of them seemed injured, fleeing at top speed with streaks of red blood flashing past.

What keen senses!

Perhaps Qin Luoyan, being someone completely unskilled in martial arts, seemed unbelievable to everyone. At such a great distance, how did he know someone was hiding there

The more she looked, the more Qin Luoyan felt a chill run down her spine. The more fear she felt, the softer her attitude towards Fu Zimu became.

"Get this place cleaned up." Fu Zi Mo gave that order, then strode out with an elegant gait. He took a few steps, then turned back and beckoned to Qin Luo Yan with a wave of his hand.

Under one's own roof, if one wants to live a little more comfortably, one must learn to lower one's head.

Qin Luo yan did not hesitate for a moment, immediately scurrying after him. Fu Zi Mo glanced at him meaningfully, the smile on his lips deepening.

Fu Zi Mo flipped onto his horse and sat on its back. He suddenly bent over and extended his hand to Qin Luo Yan, "Come up."

"Um..." Qin Luoyan was a little suspicious of his sudden change of attitude, but she didn't dare refuse, so she had to put her hand into his arms.

The horse ran, but disappeared from everyone's sight in a short while.

Nobody saw, at the distant peak, two shadowy figures intently observing this direction.

Under a large tree, Yin Qi sprinkled the Jin Chuang medicine powder on Jin Chu's shoulder, "This King Wu Xuan has such keen observation skills."

"No kidding, damn it! We're so far away and he still found us. And the way he shot that arrow... I couldn't dodge it." Jin Chu spat on the ground, still shaken by the experience.

"Well, this King Wuxuan is more capable than I imagined. A person like this, once he returns to the capital, it's best to avoid becoming his enemy if at all possible." Yin Qi also let out a sigh.

Jin Chu saw that his face was somewhat grave, and also found it difficult. “What should we do about Miss Qin”

"Judging from the inn's situation, she may not be willingly by King Wuxuan's side. Moreover, she has a deep understanding of weaponry. If possible, it would be best to take her for our own use." However, his gaze couldn't help but linger on the direction where Fu Zimo and the other had disappeared.

It is rumored that King Wu Xuan was a notorious philanderer, but those who hold sway over various factions know that his reputation for libertinism is merely superficial. If he were truly as promiscuous as they say, Wu Xuan's palace would not have remained devoid of women to this day.

Night falls, deep and profound. At some unknown point in time, a single star appears on the horizon. Its light is not flickering, yet when one looks up, it cannot be ignored.

When Fu Zimu brought Qin Luoyan back to the inn, before even dismounting his horse, he saw a figure stumbling out. Upon closer inspection, it was Qin Yisheng with several bruises on his face.

"Sister!" Yisheng saw Qin Luoyan excitedly rush forward, nearly being kicked by the raised horse's hoof. Qin Luoyan was so frightened that she almost let out a cry.

He had never called her sister like that before!

This call of "sister" suddenly gave Qin Luoyan a surge of wanting to cry.

He stood timidly before the horse, his clothes torn revealing faint traces of kicks and bruises. Yet, he didn't show any pain, but smiled brightly, a smile that, as it bloomed, brought two hot tears rolling down his cheeks.

Qin Luoyan's heart ached, and she struggled to dismount, but Fu Zimo let out a cold snort, pressing her down. "What are you panicking about He's perfectly fine standing right there,"

"What do you mean 'fine'" Qin Luoyan's face flushed red as she pointed at the scars on Yingsheng's body and turned back to Fu Zimo, shouting, "Don't you see the wounds on his body He's just a child, but whoever attacked him was so heartless!"

When it came to Yisheng, she became like a tigress protecting her cubs, completely ignoring the increasingly unpleasant expression on the man in front of her.

"Hmph, you're so angry over a mere skin injury! Qin Luoyan, don't forget who you're talking to" Fu Zimo's face was dark, and when he looked at Yixing, his eyes were as cold as blades. "Believe it or not, if you say another word, I'll have him die here immediately."

Because of this threat, Qin Luoyan forced herself to calm down. She bit her lower lip and stopped speaking.

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