Quick Wear: The Pure Beauty Becomes the Boss's Favorite

Wude Marquis Mansion.

Qi Wuya listened calmly as Shangguan Mu recounted the various events that had happened in Kyoto recently. She was as beautiful as a glowing night pearl.

"I knew that the old man was easily influenced. As I expected, my sister reconciled with him as soon as she gave in a little."

"Well, let them be!"

Shangguan Mu continued, "Master, I ordered my men to follow Prince Yu along the road to his fiefdom, but we found that he had left the convoy and headed south."

"It seems that he is going to Linzhou to become a disciple of the Gun God."

Qi Wuya was playing with the dagger inlaid with various gems out of boredom, with a look of indifference on his pretty face.

"To become the disciple of the Gun God? The Gun God won't accept him!"

"When that guy challenged me in the past, he made a bet with me that if he lost, he would never accept a disciple for the rest of his life. He lost to me in that match, and he has kept his promise and never accepted a disciple to this day."

After all, he is also familiar with the plot of the original book.

Since he knew that the Gun God was the hero's martial arts master, he naturally would not offer any help to the hero.

Although the main storyline was delayed by five years, it did not prevent him from making preparations in advance.

Shangguan Mu chuckled, "If this is the case, Prince Yu's trip will surely be in vain."

Qi Wuya flicked the blade that could cut through iron like mud, his black and white eyes reflected a faint cold light, and his flamboyant and dazzling red dress made the room bright.

“It’s not enough to just come back empty-handed~”

"Go contact Zhao Chengbin of the Linzhou branch and ask him to cut off Prince Yu's left leg."

Shangguan Mu asked doubtfully: "Don't kill him?"

Why didn't the leader let Zhao Chengbin take Prince Yu's life, why did he only take Prince Yu's left leg?

Qi Wuya said coldly: "If we kill Wei Mingzhe, who will entertain me and pass the time?"

"Are you planning to take his place?"

Shangguan Mu shook his head quickly, "I have absolutely no such intention. It is an honor for Wei Mingzhe to make the leader smile. I will send a message to Zhao Chengbin immediately."

The leader is in a bad mood, so he should stop talking nonsense.

Qi Wuya coldly stuck the dagger on the table and looked in the direction of the imperial palace.

"The continent is divided into four parts, and Weiguo is one of them."

"The young emperor wants to take over the world, but I don't know if he can live up to his ambition. I'm just sitting around watching this show."

From a distance, he saw Mu Zhao walking towards him angrily, his fury clearly visible on his face.

"Tsk, who lit this firecracker?"

Mu Zhao came over with big strides, staring with his dark eyes, and said angrily: "Wu Ya, I received a letter from Wu Yin saying that He Jiao is still alive."

"That bastard is currently in Linzhou. I'm going to go south and kill He Jiao again!"

Qi Wuya raised his eyebrows slightly, "He Jiao?"

"Two years ago, you dealt with He Jiao with your own hands. How could he still be alive?"

Mu Zhao gritted his teeth, "She should have died after I stabbed her in the heart. I really thought she was dead, but Wu Yin said that she was saved by a poison doctor, and now she has reappeared in Lanyifang, Linzhou."

"Wu Ya, I'm going to kill her again."

Shangguan Mu rolled his eyes silently and stared at Mu Zhao's face with emotion.

Tsk, he is indeed the famous jealous husband of the Demon Cult!

Speaking of He Jiao, she is also a rare flower. This woman was originally the daughter of a scholar in Linzhou. After her father died, she was sold to Lanyifang. Later, she was lucky enough to meet the leader who defeated the God of Gun and was able to escape from the sea of ​​suffering.

Because of her excellent talent in martial arts, she became the disciple of the Demon Cult leader and became his first disciple. Unfortunately, when He Jiao reached the age of 15, she intended to seize the Demon Cult and become its leader, but was brutally killed by the Demon Cult's Left Emissary Mu Zhao.

Since this incident, the leader has refused to accept any more disciples.

The members of the Demon Cult never expected that their leader's efforts in training a successor would be coveted by others.

He Jiao not only wanted to take over the Demon Sect, but also wanted to destroy the sect leader's martial arts and imprison him in a dark room, which would eventually bring him disaster.

Not only Mu Zhao wanted to kill her, they did too.

Qi Wuya took Mu Zhao's hand and gently calmed his irritable mood.

"Although He Jiao is my first apprentice and I have taught her for several years, she should understand her fate since she had evil intentions in the first place."

"You can go to Linzhou to see her off again!"

Two years ago, He Jiao joined forces with some of his followers to pull him down from his position as the leader of the cult, and secretly poisoned him in an attempt to destroy his unparalleled martial arts.

If Mu Zhao had not acted quickly, he would have killed her too.

After he suppressed the riot caused by He Jiao, he was unwilling to continue accepting disciples. Every time he thought about accepting disciples, he got a headache and couldn't understand He Jiao's train of thought.

He could understand that He Jiao had ambitions to seize the throne, but how could He Jiao develop feelings for him?

Not only are they 13 years apart in age, they are also master and disciple. No matter how you think about it, it shouldn't have happened. Yet He Jiao actually developed feelings for his master.

Qi Wuya was speechless and helpless at that time.

Nowadays, taking in an apprentice actually carries such risks. I don’t know when being a master became a high-risk profession. The world out there is changing so fast.

Mu Zhao said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, I will never let He Jiao come in front of you again."

Having multiple love rivals is enough to make him upset!

But He Jiao still wanted to hurt his leader, and he was literally teetering on the brink of life and death.

It would be strange if he could tolerate He Jiao.