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Murong Xuewei was escorted out by the Nanzhao people, and Jiang Lingyun and Xiao Cui were forced to follow behind.

"Aren't you afraid of attracting attention by bringing so many people?" Murong Xuewei asked, looking at the Nanzhao assassins around her.

"Enough with the nonsense!" the Nanzhao man sneered. "Focus on leading the way."

After Murong Xuewei left, Liuli clenched her fists and looked towards the courtyard where the Murong family members were being held. Just then, she heard a commotion outside.

"Who?" the Nanzhao assassin guarding the door asked warily.

No one answered. A strange wind suddenly blew through the courtyard, causing the lights to flicker.

"Guards!" The Nanzhao assassin had barely uttered a cry when he was struck to the ground by a dark figure.

Several men in black flashed into the courtyard like ghosts and swiftly dealt with the remaining guards.

The leader of the men in black strode up to Liuli: "Miss Liuli, Her Majesty the Empress sent us."

Murong's parents exchanged a glance, and Murong's father said worriedly, "Xuewei, she..."

“Rest assured, sir,” the man in black said respectfully, “Her Majesty the Empress has already made arrangements. She took away most of the Nanzhao assassins, creating an opportunity for us. Now, please come with us.”

Liuli looked at Murong's parents: "Where are we going now?"

“There’s a place in the west of the city…” Before the man in black could finish speaking, footsteps suddenly came from outside.

The man in black immediately made a shushing gesture, and several guards quickly dispersed to various parts of the courtyard to keep watch.

The footsteps grew closer, and Liuli's heart leaped into her throat. Just then, a drunken voice came from outside: "Hey? Why are there so many people here..."

It turned out to be a drunkard who had taken the wrong turn.

The man in black breathed a sigh of relief and whispered, "We need to hurry. Master, Madam, please follow me."

"Wait," Liuli asked, "Is Your Majesty truly confident?"

“Don’t worry, Miss Liuli,” the man in black said. “Her Majesty the Empress not only sent us to rescue you, but also dispatched another group to accompany her. However…” He paused, “we must first escort the Master and the others out of here.”

Murong's father sighed, "Xuewei has always been a worrywart about others since she was little..."

"Master," Murong's mother grasped her husband's hand, her eyes brimming with tears, "Xuewei, she..."

“Madam, don’t worry,” the man in black comforted her. “Her Majesty the Empress said that you should go to a safe place in the west of the city first, and she will find a way to escape.”

Liuli looked outside the courtyard: "Then what do we do..."

"Follow me." The man in black pointed to a hidden passage in the corner. "This was prepared in advance."

The man in black led Murong's parents and Liuli through the secret passage and quickly moved through the alleys by the moonlight.

"Master, Madam," Liuli whispered, "please watch your step."

Murong's mother wiped away her tears: "Xuewei, that child, always carries everything alone..."

“Madam,” the man in black said softly, “Her Majesty the Empress said she asked me to tell you that she will definitely return safely this time. She wants you and Master not to worry too much.”

Murong's father sighed, "This child..."

"Someone's coming!" another guard suddenly warned.

Several people hid in a nearby alley. A group of Nanzhao assassins hurried across the main road, chasing after them towards the city gate.

Once everyone had gone far away, Liuli breathed a sigh of relief: "What happened to them...?"

"They're probably going to support those who captured the Empress," the man in black said. "We need to hurry."

After walking for about fifteen minutes, the group finally arrived at a residence in the west of the city. Someone was already waiting for them in the courtyard; it seemed everything had been arranged in advance by the Empress.

Once inside the courtyard, Murong's father finally couldn't help but ask, "What message did Xuewei send you with?"

The man in black bowed and said, "Her Majesty the Empress said that you should rest assured, sir. She said she knows what she is doing and that you and your wife should rest well; she will take care of everything."

“This child…” Murong’s mother’s eyes reddened again.

As night deepened, Murong Xuewei led the Nanzhao people and Jiang Lingyun toward the city gate.

“Young Miss…” Xiao Cui followed closely beside Murong Xuewei, her voice trembling slightly.

Murong Xuewei secretly squeezed Xiao Cui's hand, signaling her not to be afraid.

"Why haven't we reached the city gate yet after walking for so long?" the Nanzhao man asked impatiently.

“We’ll arrive soon,” Murong Xuewei said calmly. “However, I suggest you spread out a bit. So many people walking on the street will easily attract attention.”

"Stop pointing fingers here!" the Nanzhao man said sternly, but still waved his hand, signaling his men to disperse.

Jiang Lingyun followed behind, his expression shifting between anger and uncertainty. He felt that Murong Xuewei was too calm, as if she had everything under control. But looking at all the Nanzhao assassins around them, he couldn't figure out how she could possibly escape.

“We’ve arrived.” Murong Xuewei stopped in her tracks.

The city gate was just ahead, and several guards lay on the ground, clearly having been dealt with beforehand by the Nanzhao people.

"Let's go!" The Nanzhao man gave Murong Xuewei a push.

After leaving the city gate, the group walked along the official road toward the Guanyin Temple.

"How much further?" the Nanzhao man asked in a cold voice.

"We're almost there," Murong Xuewei said. "You'll see the Guanyin Temple after you turn the corner ahead."

Under the moonlight, the outline of a dilapidated temple gradually came into view. The temple doors were tightly closed, and all around was silent.

"Is this the place?" The Nanzhao man squinted.

Murong Xuewei nodded: "There's a hidden compartment behind the Guanyin statue."

The Nanzhao man waved his hand, and several assassins immediately stepped forward to pry open the temple door. The rotten wooden door made a grating sound.

"Xiao Cui, help me up," Murong Xuewei suddenly said.

Xiao Cui quickly helped Murong Xuewei up, feeling that the young lady's hand was trembling slightly.

The Nanzhao people led their men into the temple, lighting lanterns and searching. Before long, they had thoroughly searched the Guanyin statue, but found nothing.

"Murong Xuewei!" the Nanzhao people roared in fury. "How dare you play us like this?"

Murong Xuewei frowned: "Impossible, it's clearly right here..."

"If you can't find it, you can't find it! Stop with the nonsense!" The Nanzhao man grabbed Murong Xuewei by the collar. "You'd better give me a reasonable explanation."

“I told you, the treasure map is right here,” Murong Xuewei said, forcing herself to remain calm. “It’s possible someone else got there first.”

"First come, first served?" The Nanzhao man sneered. "You think I'd believe that?"

He shoved Murong Xuewei away violently, and Xiao Cui quickly supported her swaying mistress.

"Search it! Turn this dilapidated temple upside down!" the Nanzhao people roared.

The men immediately sprang into action, overturning the offering table, smashing the floor tiles, and even peeling off the roof tiles one by one to inspect them. The entire Guanyin Temple groaned in agony as they vandalized it.

“Sir, there really is nothing here,” a henchman reported.

A ruthless glint flashed in the Nanzhao man's eyes as he strode up to Murong Xuewei: "It seems you won't shed a tear until you see the coffin."

He drew his longsword from his waist, its cold tip pointing directly at Murong Xuewei's throat: "I'll ask you one last time, where exactly is the treasure map?"

“If I knew, why would I have brought you here?” Murong Xuewei glared at the other party without backing down.

"Very well." The Nanzhao man gritted his teeth. "Since you insist on courting death, don't blame me for being ruthless. Men, bring all the Murong family members here!"

"Wait!" Murong Xuewei's expression changed.

"What? You've remembered now?" The Nanzhao man sneered.

“Give me three days.” Murong Xuewei took a deep breath. “I will definitely find the treasure map.”

"You think you still have the right to bargain?" The Nanzhao man's eyes flashed with murderous intent. "If I don't find the treasure map tonight, I'll kill your seriously injured elder brother first!"

"How dare you!" Murong Xuewei shouted sharply.

"What's there to be afraid of?" the Nanzhao man sneered. "Tell me, will you kill your elder brother first, or your father? Or... your mother? Or your uncle lying on his bed?"

Murong Xuewei clenched her fists, her nails digging deep into her palms. She forced herself to calm down: "Give me one day. If I can't find it, you can do whatever you want with me."

"One hour." The Nanzhao man stood his ground. "Otherwise, you can expect to be collecting the corpses of the Murong family!"