After transmigrating into the body of a stepmother, I led the villains in a rebellion.

"Does it look like her?" Lin Shu asked, then ripped off the woman's veil.

The veil fell away, revealing the woman's true face.

When she wore a veil, she looked exactly like Lin Shu, but when she took it off, they only had a slight resemblance.

Her face, in particular, looked even stranger in the sunlight.

Du Juan looked at the two men in surprise, "What do you want? Why are you following me?"

Lin Shu looked at her with a cold smile, "Shouldn't I be asking you that? Why are you pretending to be me?"

Du Juan, realizing she'd been seen through, looked away guiltily. "I don't know what you're talking about. Is this how I've always looked?"

"Is that so? Then let me cut open your face and see if you really look like this," Lin Shu said, as he suddenly produced a dagger and walked towards Du Juan.

Upon seeing this, the woman's face turned deathly pale.

His body involuntarily retreated, and he shouted repeatedly, "Don't come any closer! If you come any closer, I'll run into you and die right there, so you won't get any answers."

Lin Shu's lips curled slightly, revealing an undisguised mockery and coldness. "Die? What are you thinking? Even if you die, I can heal you and make you wish you were dead."

Lin Shu's words made Du Juan tremble uncontrollably.

Looking at the alley behind him with nowhere to retreat, and then at Lin Shu who was approaching him step by step.

With a determined heart, Du Juan charged towards Lin Shu, ready to fight him to the death, shouting, "I'll fight you to the death..."

Jiang Mubai saw the woman rushing towards Lin Shu and was worried that she would get hurt.

Instinctively, she wanted to run up to protect her, but before she could even get close to Lin Shu, Lin Shu kicked her away.

Du Juan fell to the ground, and just as she was about to struggle, Lin Shu's knife was already pressed against her neck. "Tell me, who ordered you to do this?"

Du Juan turned her head away angrily, "I don't know... ah..."

As soon as she finished speaking, Lin Shu's knife sliced ​​across her face, and a piece of noodles made from boiled pig skin fell to the ground.

This amazing scene left Jiang Mubai completely stunned.

"Human skin mask?"

Lin Shu glanced at him. "Pigskin."

...Jiang Mubai, is it necessary to curse like that?

Lin Shu ignored him and stared at the woman again. "This cut is just the pigskin on your face, the next cut will be your face. Think carefully before you answer me, otherwise I don't mind cutting all the flesh off your face piece by piece."

"I don't know... ah..." Before Du Juan could finish her stubborn words, a piercing pain shot through her face.

The next second, bright red blood flowed down her cheek.

Lin Shu's hand gripped the sharp dagger firmly, and drops of bright red blood dripped from the blade, silently foreshadowing the impending terror.

Du Juan's face turned deathly pale instantly, and her original stubbornness was on the verge of collapse.

Tears and blood mingled, leaving crimson marks on his cheeks.

She forced back the pain on her face, her voice trembling with sobs and fear, "I'll talk! I'll talk, it's a woman... ah..."

Before Dujuan could finish speaking, they saw an arrow flying from afar, heading straight for Lin Shu's door.

Lin Shu reacted quickly, dodging to the side. The arrow grazed her ear and embedded itself deeply in the wall beside her.

She turned around and looked behind her, only to find that the cuckoo on the ground had been shot dead by an arrow.

Jiang Mubai then walked over to Lin Shu's side and looked in the direction she was looking.

Just then, they saw the dark figure leaving. "It seems we've fallen for their diversionary tactic. Their real purpose is to protect that woman."

Lin Shu's eyes darkened.

Recalling the voice I heard in the restaurant, that childlike voice must have been the system.

The person's identity is obvious; it seems the female lead noticed her long ago.

And they are forcing her to develop in the direction of the original work.

Seeing that she remained silent, Jiang Mubai said worriedly, "Now that the clues have gone cold, what should we do?"

"Don't worry, since they're planning to cause me trouble, they won't just do it once," Lin Shu said, then got up and walked out of the alley.

Jiang Mubai glanced at the woman on the ground, his mind still reeling from the thoughts that lingered there.

He hadn't missed Lin Shu's expression when he made the move; it was like that of an executioner—cold, ruthless, and cruel.

He withdrew his gaze from the woman and turned to walk in the direction where Lin Shu had disappeared.

Langya Mountain, with its precipitous terrain and shrouded in mist, was once the garrison of the Iron Guard Legion.

At this moment, a chilling atmosphere filled the foot of the mountain. In order to control Lu Shiyuan, Mo Yunwei did not kill him directly as Yuan Bingxuan had suggested.

Instead, he sent his trusted general Xiao Dun to guard the area, waiting for Lu Shiyuan and Ye Xiang to walk right into his trap.

Lu Shiyuan and his companion rode their horses to the foot of the mountain. Looking at the heavily guarded Langya Mountain, their brows furrowed slightly.

Ye Xiang rode up to his side. "General, it seems the Crown Prince already knows you're coming. It must have been that woman who told him."

Along the way, Ye Xiang had already told Lu Shiyuan about Yuan Bingxuan.

Although Lu Shiyuan was surprised, he did not show much fear.

The current situation is simply that Mo Yunwei wants to use them to force him to submit.

However, he has no intention of telling Ye Xiang about this for the time being.

His deep gaze swept towards Langya Mountain, piercing through layers of mist and fog to meet the fortress atop the mountain, half-hidden by clouds.

"General, what should we do now?" Ye Xiang asked with some worry, looking at the heavily surrounded Langya Mountain.

Lu Shiyuan parted his thin lips slightly, a cold glint in his deep, captivating peach blossom eyes, "Killing me isn't that easy. He probably forgot that Langya Mountain is our old base."

"We went into the mountains at night and took them down one by one."

Having made up his mind, Lu Shiyuan tightened the reins and galloped off with Ye Xiang toward the entrance of Langya Mountain.

As night deepened, the outline of Langya Mountain appeared even more mysterious and unpredictable under the moonlight.

The mountain breeze carried a hint of coolness, but also a subtle tension.

Lu Shiyuan led Ye Xiang to the steepest part of the cliff in Langya Mountain, which was also the weakest point in terms of defense and the easiest place to break through.

They discovered this road by chance, and apart from a few generals in the Iron Blood Legion, not many people knew about it.

Lu Shiyuan originally intended to block this path, but the matter was delayed because of the urgent summons to the palace.

I never imagined it would come in handy one day.

The two climbed up the cliff face, with Lu Shiyuan in front and Ye Xiang following closely behind, still holding the dagger that Lin Shu had given him earlier.

That very night, he discovered the dagger's unique features: it was not only adept at concealment but also incredibly sharp.

Moonlight filtered through the sparse clouds, casting a hazy glow on the cliff face and making the two figures appear even more profound.

Just as the two were about to reach the top of the cliff, they suddenly saw flames leaping on the mountain.

The firelight was particularly dazzling in the night, accompanied by a series of hurried footsteps approaching.

Upon hearing this, Lu Shiyuan and Ye Xiang's expressions changed drastically.