Her face was unadorned, without any makeup, yet her skin was remarkably smooth. Her eyes were the kind of almond-shaped eyes that slanted upwards. If those eyes were on a man, they would exude an indescribable charm, but on this woman, they gave off a feeling of coldness and indifference.

What's even stranger is her hair. He's seen short-haired men before, but this is the first time he's seen a woman with short hair. Coupled with the woman's disdainful upward tilt of her phoenix eyes, the mocking smile in her eyes, the slight upturn of her lips, and the ambiguous smile on her face, the whole combination is so captivating that it's impossible to look away.

Seeing that Zang Feng was staring in disbelief, Hua Xiangrong smiled and proudly raised her head, saying, "Stunned? When the young general saw me like this, he looked just as dazed."

"Tsk tsk, you're quite handsome too. It's just a pity, I've already reserved the young general for you. We're destined to be apart. What a shame."

Upon hearing this, Zang Feng immediately snapped back to reality, took two steps back, and looked at Hua Xiangrong warily, saying, "I am not worthy of such a treat, so you must not harm me."

Hua Xiangrong paused, raised her eyes, stared directly at Zang Feng, and a sinister smile appeared on her lips as she said, "What did you say?"

Zang Feng immediately lowered his head, focusing his attention on his nose and calmly said, "It's nothing. I just feel like I've met a brother when I'm standing next to you. I absolutely have no improper thoughts about you."

She was indeed stunning, but Zang Feng felt that he really couldn't handle such a woman, and he didn't know if the young general who had been reserved for her could really tame her.

Brother? You really dare to say that.

Hua Xiangrong twitched her lips, knowing that what he said and what she felt in her heart were not the same thing at all. She then smiled indifferently, tossed her short hair behind her head, turned around and walked to the bedside, throwing all the bedding on the floor.

As she threw them away, she asked, "Qilin Pavilion, how much is left?"

Zang Feng paused for a moment, then said, "Less than one-fifth."

Hua Xiangrong nodded, placed her hands on the table, and said, "That's enough."

As she spoke, Zang Feng saw Hua Xiangrong extend her fist, suddenly shout, and her delicate fist made intimate contact with the pear wood bed. Immediately, there was a loud bang, and the entire bed was smashed to pieces.

Zang Feng involuntarily took two steps back again, and after a long pause, his tone became somewhat stiff.

"You didn't use your internal energy just now."

Upon hearing this, Hua Xiangrong spat out the wood chips in her mouth twice, turned around and said, "That's right, no one taught me your damn internal energy cultivation, and the little general learned hard qigong, which is not compatible with our yin-soft body, so I can't learn it. Otherwise, my explosive power would definitely be more than this."

As she spoke, she began to tidy up the bed, which she had made a mess of. After tidying it up, she started to get dressed, leaving Changfeng dumbfounded.

The clothes were black, somewhat similar to men's clothing, but with a much shorter hem. It must be said that such clothes made movement much easier.

Immediately, Hua Xiangrong looked up and said, "Come and help me out."

Zang Feng was in a bad state. In his mind, he was a swordsman, and the number one swordsman in the world. Apart from Bai Jianan, he was invincible.

But he never imagined that a person, especially a woman, without internal energy, could have such explosive power, capable of shattering a bed in an instant.

He even stole a glance at the small hand that had just thrown the punch when Hua Xiangrong smashed the bed board. It was the same hand, slightly red, but there was no injury. The woman who had thrown the punch seemed to be fine, not in any pain at all.

Is this a human being?

This must be a monster.

Just as he was lost in thought, silently labeling Hua Xiangrong as a monster, Hua Xiangrong called for help. Zang Feng practically crawled over, only to be stunned once again when he saw what was inside the bed with the missing bed frame.

He had seen these things before, and when Jian Yue showed them to Bai Jianan, he didn't reveal a thing about them.

Hua Xiangrong took out a set of curved swords identical to the ones Jian Yue used, played with them in her hands for a moment, and said, "This thing requires agility. Do you have anyone to choose from? If not, I'll give it to Xiao Cui."

"Have."

Without hesitation, Zang Feng finished speaking, but then frowned and asked, "What do you want to do?"

After taking out the other weapons, Hua Xiangrong waved her hand and said, "These are all I have. The materials are hard to find, and I can't make any more. The things I gave Yueyue earlier were actually to test whether the 'wasteful things' were reliable. Obviously, Yueyue is a fool, but the 'wasteful things' are quite good."

When Hua Xiangrong gave the items to Jian Yue, Jian Yue told her that she wanted to do a weapons deal with Bai Jianan. At the time, Hua Xiangrong didn't say much, nor did she tell Jian Yue that even if she mastered the technology, she wouldn't be able to continue making these items.

The reason, as mentioned earlier, was that she wanted to test Bai Jianan. She wanted to know what he would choose between these weapons and Jian Yue.

This weapon was merely a trigger. More importantly, if Bai Jianan wanted this weapon, he would gradually entice Jian Yue to reveal everything. Then, Bai Jianan would use the Qilin Pavilion to control Lan Yue Tower, either by capturing her, threatening her with Jian Yue, or coercing and enticing her through Jian Yue.

However, none of this happened. Her daughter, Yueyue, foolishly told everything to the spendthrift, preventing her from getting the information she wanted.

However, it also reassured her.

Bai Jianan didn't say anything excessive. Even after Jian Yue said she would arrange for them to meet to discuss the deal, he didn't ask for the specific time and place, and even deliberately ignored the deal.

He might be doing this intentionally, to make people think he doesn't care, and then gradually take action.

However, Bai Jianan did not do that. In fact, when things happened, he even brought up Lanyue Tower. Otherwise, if Murong Chuan had gotten entangled with Lanyue Tower, Murong Yu would not have been able to protect it even if he had great abilities.

The Crown Prince is not a tiger on paper, nor is he an incompetent ruler. He will absolutely not tolerate anything that poses a threat to him.

Just like the Qilin Pavilion, which was eliminated as soon as clues were found, the Lanyue Tower, which was held by Murong Yu and was highly regarded by everyone in the capital, was a major threat no matter what.

Therefore, he naturally wouldn't miss the opportunity to strike first.

Murong Yu is nothing to fear. Without a powerful maternal family and personal guards, and having lost the intelligence organization Lan Yue Lou, no matter how fierce she is, she is nothing more than a withered leaf butterfly in the wind, unable to hop around.

However, he was just one step behind when he suddenly discovered that Cang Feng lived here.

After Bai Jianan entered the palace, Zang Feng stayed in Lan Yue Lou until Hua Xiangrong returned.

When Murong Chuan arrived, Zang Feng was standing at the door. Murong Chuan recognized him as one of Bai Jianan's men, so he naturally became much more reserved.

Then, someone died at Lan Yue Lou. Murong Chuan took the opportunity to try to take down Lan Yue Lou, but Cang Feng whispered something in his ear and he dared not move again.

"Lan Yue Lou is nothing more than a brothel. It's not a big deal for the Crown Prince to take it over. But the Crown Prince should think carefully. Although Lan Yue Lou is not large, it is the place where the Young Master has cultivated the most beauties over the years. If it is really destroyed, the Young Master will probably hate the Crown Prince."

"You're saying this belongs to the young master?"

Murong Chuan naturally didn't believe it. Murong Yu had been frequenting this place since the establishment of Lan Yue Lou, so it was impossible for her to have no connection with it. How could she be involved with Bai Jianan now?

Zang Feng smiled and continued, "The Crown Prince is well aware of the young master's reputation, but this is the capital city. Naturally, he can't be as arrogant as he is in his fiefdom. Of course, he needs a place to hide his tracks."

As for the location, the Crown Prince thought to himself, "The brothels in the capital are all such vulgar places, how could my young master possibly look down on them?" So, he established the unique Lan Yue Lou, just to add some fun to his life in the capital.

Upon hearing this, Murong Chuan narrowed his eyes and slashed at my hidden blade for a long time before retreating from Lan Yue Tower with a mixture of disbelief and doubt.

Since Murong Yu had just entered Lan Yue Tower and had become close to the tower owner, Hua Xiangrong, if this place really was a paradise secretly set up by Bai Jianan, then officially binding Murong Yu here would be the best option.

Therefore, although Murong Chuan was unwilling, he still retreated for the time being, intending to investigate the matter thoroughly before making any further plans.

When Hua Xiangrong returned, she happened to witness the scene between Zang Feng and Murong Chuan. She had to accept this favor.

However, the matter of her and Jian Yue being assassinated would not be so easily forgotten. Even if something happened at Qilin Pavilion, it was naturally because of Bai Jianan. Therefore, Hua Xiangrong could not stand Zang Feng no matter what. After dealing with Murong Chuan, Zang Feng also left to secretly protect Jian Yue.

That's a bit of a digression. Back to this moment, after Hua Xiangrong took out her most treasured possession, Zang Feng's expression changed, and he was completely bewildered.

"Playing hardball."

Hua Xiangrong spoke frankly, Man Liang was excited, while Zang Feng was completely clueless, looking at Hua Xiangrong with the blankness of a child. Hua Xiangrong couldn't help but click her tongue and say, "Don't understand?"

Zang Feng nodded, and Hua Xiangrong continued, "That's right, you don't understand. How could you ignorant mortals possibly guess what I want to do?"

Zang Feng's lips twitched, and then he saw Hua Xiangrong holding up the crossbow in her hand and saying, "Why does this thing give off a feeling of teenage angst? Tsk tsk, this thing is almost as good as that bitch's bow."

Zang Feng was taken aback. After thinking for a moment, he realized that the "stinking bitch" Hua Xiangrong was referring to was Yi Pin Hong. In the Qilin Pavilion, most assassins only used throwing knives, and their close-range weapons were usually daggers or short blades. Only Yi Pin Hong preferred long-range attacks.

"Are you going to find Poinsettia?"

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