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Just then, a dark figure appeared silently behind Jun Jiuxiao, like a ghost.

As a robot, Cola moves silently and without a trace.

Even someone as highly alert as Jun Jiuxiao would find it difficult to detect its presence at this moment.

Cola raised the oddly shaped gun in his hand, aimed at Jun Jiuxiao's back, and fired a shot.

The bullet was not ordinary ammunition, but a specially made anesthetic.

Perhaps it was because Jun Jiuxiao was poisoned, or perhaps he was distracted by thinking of Chu Xingyao.

In short, he was unable to dodge the sudden attack in time.

With a soft "plop" sound, a strong feeling of numbness quickly spread throughout his body.

Jun Jiuxiao felt his limbs being bound by an invisible, heavy pressure, which was extremely heavy.

My whole body aches and feels numb; I can't even move my smallest finger.

His eyes were as cold as a deep pool in winter, chilling and making people afraid to look directly at him.

His anger was like thunder, his voice deep and filled with authority and fury:

"You ambushed me?"

After saying this, he drifted off to sleep.

Cola was stunned and whispered in disbelief, "Truly worthy of being called the God of War, he can still speak even after enduring such strong anesthesia."

Chu Xingyao had no time to look around. She gently extended her jade fingers and lightly touched Jun Jiuxiao's wrist pulse, carefully sensing the faint pulse.

After a moment, her brows furrowed slightly, and her expression turned serious.

She clearly sensed that the toxins in Jun Jiuxiao's body were rampant, eroding his meridians and internal organs.

Chu Xingyao knew that Jun Jiuxiao's injuries were more serious than she had expected, perhaps due to the fierce battle just now.

She dared not delay and immediately took out a rare antidote pill from her personal space.

This detoxification pill is made from rare herbs nourished by a spiritual spring, and its detoxification power is extremely strong.

Then, she took out a crystal-clear jade bottle filled with clear and sweet spiritual spring water.

This sacred spring originates from a mysterious spiritual vein between heaven and earth, containing rich spiritual energy and nourishing power, and has a remarkable effect on detoxification and healing.

She gently pinched the tip of his nose and carefully fed him the spiritual spring water and the antidote pill.

Chu Xingyao continued what she was doing. With dawn approaching and time running out, she quickly pulled open Jun Jiuxiao's clothes.

Her heart skipped a beat when she saw the scalded bell pattern on his chest.

Because her bell had a pair of rabbit ears, making her easy to recognize, the thought of this brought an indescribable pain to my heart.

Tears welled up uncontrollably, sliding down her beautiful cheeks and into her golden mask.

Her hand froze in mid-air as if she had been electrocuted. She remembered what Chu Xinglan had said in her previous life: it was really him who saved her when she was ten years old.

This scar is from the year he bravely rushed into the raging fire to save himself.

The burn was caused by the rabbit ear bells he was wearing on his head.

Seeing this, Cola softly called out, "Miss."

Chu Xingyao snapped out of her daze as if waking from a dream, and quickly shook her head gently, trying to force back the tears in her eyes.

Immediately afterwards, she took a deep breath, composed herself, and without the slightest hesitation, quickly picked up the needle and thread and began to suture his wound.

Half an hour later, she finally finished treating his wounds, and her mood was as clear as the sky after the rain.

However, Chu Xingyao suddenly noticed the unusual atmosphere around her.

Looking down, I saw that Jun Jiuxiao had already woken up at some point.

He lay on the grass, unable to move, yet his gaze burned like a raging fire, as if capable of incinerating everything.

When her gaze met Jun Jiuxiao's murderous glare, her voice held a hint of explanation, yet also displayed wit:

"Everything I did was for your sake. You were poisoned and could not be delayed. I have already helped you get rid of it. You don't have to be grateful, but why glare at me with such a fierce look?"

Jun Jiuxiao's face was gloomy, and his heart was burning with anger.

His narrow eyes were red, revealing an endless aura of violence. He gritted his teeth and questioned:

"Hmph! In your opinion, should I thank you? Hmm?"

His words were full of sarcasm.

Upon hearing this, Chu Xingyao chuckled softly, her beautiful eyes sparkling, and she parted her lips slightly to say:

"Hehe... If Your Highness insists on thanking me, that's certainly possible."

"To be honest, Your Highness, I am still unmarried and am worried about finding a suitable husband."

"I wonder if Your Highness is willing to repay my kindness with your body and spend the rest of your life with me?"

After saying that, she winked playfully, showing no fear of the enraged war king before her.

At that moment, Night Hawk and Night Six's voices rang out: "Your Highness, where are you?"

When Chu Xingyao saw Ye Ying arrive, she used the "Snow Chasing Clouds" technique to leave, disappearing without a trace in an instant.

His figure blended into the night, leaving only a string of clear laughter echoing in the air.

A moment later, Jun Jiuxiao gradually regained his senses, and he slowly stood up from the ground, preparing to leave.

Unconsciously, his gaze swept to the side, where Night Hawk and Night Six stood still like statues.

His tone was stern as he asked, "What were the results of the interrogation?"

Nighthawk bowed, his face showing shame: "I was unable to ask him anything."

"Bring him back to the manor for thorough interrogation." Jun Jiuxiao's command was filled with unquestionable authority.

His gaze shifted to Ye Liu, who stood silently, his eyes icy: "What is it?"

When Ye Liu was swept by Jun Jiuxiao's gaze, he felt a chill run from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

He stammered, "Nothing, Your Highness. Should we pursue and bring that veiled woman to justice?"

Jun Jiuxiao's gaze grew colder, his voice low and menacing: "You have a lot of free time?"

As if being targeted by a ferocious beast, Ye Liu hurriedly waved his hand, his face showing fear: "No, I am busy with affairs."

Ye Liu hurriedly bowed, turned and walked away quickly, as if haunted by evil spirits.

Jun Jiuxiao hadn't caught a glimpse of Ye Liu's retreating figure; his gaze was already fixed on the night sky, his mind deep in thought:

He was skeptical of the "Hall of Yama" and the so-called Underworld Phoenix, and none of their words convinced him.

"Whatever your true identity may be, you'd better keep it hidden. When we meet again, I will expose all your disguises."

His voice was firm and deep, revealing a strong determination.

He then turned and walked steadily back to the War King's Mansion. In the moonlight, his shadow was stretched long, appearing lonely yet resolute.

Chu Xingyao was already inside the space. She adjusted the time in the space back to normal, washed up, and got a good night's rest.

After all, in the eyes of outsiders, she, the legitimate daughter of the Zhennan General's Mansion, had been unconscious for three days and three nights.

Chu Xingyao lay on the bed in the space, but in her mind she was making plans:

"I reckon Father, Mother, and Brother arrived home yesterday. Don't blame Yao'er for being heartless."

Although this incident went a bit too far, the results should be good.

Seeing me like this, my parents will definitely be more wary of the second wife.

However, we shouldn't worry them too much; let's give them a surprise tomorrow morning.

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Chaos reigned within Jun Xuanche's Prince Yan's residence.

Those normally magnificent warehouses and private vaults were now empty, as if swept away by a storm, with only traces of ransacking and scattered fragments remaining.

The air still carried the scent of smoke, the fire set by the thieves before they left, intending to destroy all traces.

Jun Xuanche stood amidst the ruins, his face even darker than the smoke-stained walls.

His hands were clenched into fists, his knuckles turning white from the force.

His eyes burned with rage.

"This thief is utterly lawless!" Jun Xuanche's voice echoed like thunder throughout the entire palace.

He suspected that all of this was Jun Jiuxiao's revenge, the War God who was known to everyone in Dongjing Kingdom.

However, without evidence, given Jun Jiuxiao's reputation and status, he dared not act rashly.

"Your Highness, we have searched the entire city, but..."

A guard lowered his head and reported cautiously, his voice growing softer and softer until it was almost inaudible.

"But what?!" Jun Xuanche's roar interrupted the guard's words; his patience had reached its limit.

"However, we found no clues; the thief seemed to have vanished into thin air."

The guard's voice trembled slightly; he knew how terrifying the prince's wrath could be.

Jun Xuanche took a deep breath. He knew that now was not the time to lose his temper.

He needed to calm down and think of a solution. However, it was as if a fire was burning inside him, making it difficult for him to remain calm.

"Your Highness, perhaps we should consider this carefully," an advisor cautiously suggested.

"Since we have no leads right now, we should strengthen the defenses of the Prince's residence while conducting a covert investigation to avoid alerting the enemy."

Jun Xuanche remained silent for a while, knowing that the strategist's words made sense.

He couldn't let momentary anger cloud his judgment. He needed a plan, a plan that would lead him to the thief and make him pay.

"Alright, we'll do it your way." Jun Xuanche's voice carried a hint of determination.

Strengthen defenses and conduct a covert investigation. I'll see how long this thief can hide!

A resolute and ruthless glint flashed in his eyes; he would absolutely not let this thief go.

He wanted to show this thief just how miserable the consequences of offending Jun Xuanche would be.