"Gang Leader, I don’t think we should be in a rush to make a move just yet.
With what’s happened to the Red Blood Gang, their mortal enemies, the Flying Dragon Gang, will surely be impatient to act. Once they learn that an assassin killed Hong Jiu, they’ll be eager to gather their men and move to settle scores.
We should sit back and watch the tigers fight for now, then make our move to grab the spoils at the very end," a sub-leader suggested.
Inside the Cyan Stone Gang’s meeting hall, everyone discussed the matter for a while. In the end, they decided to hold their ground for the time being, see how the situation developed, and then make their plans.
Within Dongwu City, although the night was deep, none of the city’s gang leaders were asleep.
Because the Gang Leader of the Red Blood Gang had been assassinated, they all called emergency late-night meetings with their core members.
The topics of discussion in each gang were more or less the same as the Cyan Stone Gang’s. They all wanted to get a piece of the pie from the Red Blood Gang, which was suddenly facing a major crisis.
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WHOOSH...
RUSTLE... RUSTLE... RUSTLE...
The wind gently swayed the flowers, grass, and trees in the courtyard. Their branches and leaves brushed against each other, creating a series of soft sounds. The sparse chirping of insects mingled with the noise, carried far away by a sudden gust of wind.
The bright, full moon, hanging high in the sky, spilled its silvery-white moonlight, draping the earth in a silver veil.
On the open-air balcony of the villa’s second floor, the plain-looking Qin Muqing looked up at the bright, full moon in the sky.
A sudden gust of wind brought a large patch of dark clouds from the horizon.
Before long, these dark clouds, carried by the strong wind, had hidden the bright, full moon.
As the moon disappeared, Qin Muqing withdrew her gaze, glanced around, and mumbled to herself.
"It’s already so late. It seems Mr. Lin really doesn’t plan on coming back to spend the night."
Qin Muqing turned, left the spacious open-air balcony, and went back inside.
She walked into the bedroom she had chosen for herself and sat on the bed, which was covered with a summer sleeping mat. She reached for her backpack, opened it, and took out a set of pajamas.
Next, she set the pajamas aside, rummaged through her backpack for a moment, and pulled out a round, jade-like bead the size of a pigeon’s egg.
Looking at the round, jade-like bead in her hand, Qin Muqing muttered a single word, "Dispel."
As soon as the word left her lips, the pigeon’s-egg-sized, round jade bead resting quietly in Qin Muqing’s hand began to glow with a faint golden Spiritual Light.
The moment the bead glowed with faint golden Spiritual Light, the plain-looking Qin Muqing’s appearance underwent an earth-shattering transformation.
Walking over to the dressing table, Qin Muqing gazed at her reflection in the mirror. Her skin was like lustrous jade, and her entire being radiated a captivating charm. She raised a hand to touch her cheek, the corners of her lips turning up slightly.
It is human nature to appreciate beauty. Deep down, Qin Muqing truly disliked having to wear a plain, unremarkable face as a disguise every day, but she had no other choice.
Whenever she was the only one left at home, she would use the Spiritual Artifact, the Disguise Treasure Bead, to secretly change back to her original appearance.
"It’s so much more comfortable looking like this."
Qin Muqing gazed at herself in the mirror, a smile as radiant as a blooming flower gracing her features. Then, she picked up her pajamas and headed to the bathroom to take a bath.
The second-floor bathroom was quite spacious and had a huge bathtub.
There was no need for a water heater in the bathroom because the bathtub had two faucets of different colors. They were Convenient Spiritual Artifacts; when opened, one produced hot water and the other, cold.
Qin Muqing turned on the hot water faucet. Steaming hot water immediately flowed out and began to fill the tub.
"I’ve been on the run from home for almost a month and haven’t had a proper bath. Since Mr. Lin isn’t home tonight, I’m going to enjoy a good, long soak."
As Qin Muqing watched the hot water fill the tub, she hummed a childhood nursery rhyme in her melodious voice while reaching up to unbutton her clothes.
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