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Feng Hengzhi's eyes narrowed, and with a flick of his wrist, he instantly grabbed the man's sleeve.

Unexpectedly, the man gritted his teeth and nimbly pulled his hand back.

Her outer garment suddenly fell to the ground, instantly revealing the true face beneath her maid's attire.

A man with a faint bluish tinge on his chin and bright red rouge on his lips.

Her originally rough face now had two swipes of blush on her cheeks.

He was exceptionally tall, and his whole appearance was quite strange.

Realizing he had been discovered, the man simply stopped pretending.

He raised his hand to wipe the rouge off his lips, his eyes turned cold, and he stared fiercely at Feng Hengzhi, "I'm warning you, don't meddle in things that aren't your business."

Feng Hengzhi's expression remained calm and indifferent as he glanced at the person in front of him.

Then, with a swift movement, he raised his hand and, with a quick turn, snatched the dagger from the other's hand.

He gripped the hilt, casually toying with the dagger in his hand. "Hand over the wax pellet, and I might spare your life."

As soon as he finished speaking, the man's expression changed. Sure enough, it was another one who had come for the wax pills!

He simply snorted coldly, "I don't know what you're talking about."

Seeing that the other party was adamant about not speaking, Feng Hengzhi finally raised his eyes slightly, his gaze extremely dangerous, "Are you sure you don't know?"

"do not know."

A sudden alarm bell rang in the man's mind. He watched Feng Hengzhi warily from a distance, ready to retreat at any moment.

Feng Hengzhi lowered his eyes, not angry but smiling. Then, without raising his head, he raised his hand, grasped the hilt, and threw the dagger away.

The dagger flew out of his hand in an instant.

The man's pupils widened slightly, and he froze for a moment.

He slowly lowered his head, his gaze suddenly falling on the dagger stuck in his heart.

Blood was dripping from the wound, forming an unusual color the moment it hit the ground.

He looked incredulous, seemingly not expecting the other party to suddenly resort to such ruthless tactics.

His lips trembled slightly, and he subconsciously reached out, wanting to say something more. However, in the next instant, he saw Feng Hengzhi suddenly step forward.

His right hand suddenly gripped the hilt, and with a blank expression, he abruptly pulled out the dagger, then in the blink of an eye, forcefully plunged it back in.

My heart was pounding incessantly.

Throughout the entire process, Feng Hengzhi's expression remained unchanged.

Blood was seeping from the corner of the man's mouth, and the pain on his face was even more pronounced.

He could no longer bear it and fell straight backward.

Feng Hengzhi slowly squatted down, reached out and pulled the dagger back, and then wiped the bloodstains off the man's clothes.

He reached out and rummaged through the man's body.

Suddenly, her eyes lit up and her hand stopped on a certain spot on the man's body.

In the blink of an eye, a pale yellow wax pellet appeared in his hand.

Feng Hengzhi raised an eyebrow slightly. Sure enough, it was here!

He quickly pinched it open, his expression changing instantly.

Nothing at all!

Suddenly, his expression hardened, and he turned around abruptly, his gaze falling on the two people not far away.

Feeling the intense gaze, Sang Luan and Meng Youning, who had been crouching and furtively hiding under the artificial hill, were now hunched over, holding up their clothes.

Both of them were taken aback for a moment, and then slowly straightened up.

Sang Luan was the first to react, and suddenly pushed Meng You Ning, her tone spoiled, "I told you to watch out for me from now on. If it weren't for the fact that it's the princess's birthday, I definitely wouldn't be so nice to you today."

Her tone was very disdainful.

Sang Luan waved to Feng Hengzhi from afar, her face beaming with a bright smile, "Brother Hengzhi, what a coincidence!"

After saying that, she turned to the side and winked at Meng Youning.

Meng Youning immediately understood. She exclaimed and stared intently at what was behind Feng Hengzhi.

Feng Hengzhi frowned slightly and turned away.

At the same time, Meng Youning immediately held her breath and placed the wax pill that she had prepared in her sleeve between her thumb and forefinger.

Immediately, with a slight movement of his hand, he flicked it away without making a sound.

The wax pellet instantly fell into the sleeve of the man lying on the ground.

Upon seeing this, Sang Luan and Meng Youning exchanged a glance, both feeling a sense of relief.

Sang Luan gave Meng Youning a look, and Meng Youning immediately lowered her head slightly and walked away.

Feng Hengzhi turned around just as Meng Youning's figure disappeared from sight.

Sang Luan exclaimed and ran forward, staring at the man's sleeve on the ground with a puzzled look. "What is this?"

As he spoke, he even made a gesture as if to touch it.

Feng Hengzhi narrowed his eyes and grabbed Sang Luan's hand before she could touch it, his voice low and deep, "Don't move!"

A look of confusion flashed across Sang Luan's face, but she still froze in place.

Sang Luan let out a soft moan and silently withdrew her hand from Feng Hengzhi's large palm.

Feng Hengzhi lowered his eyes slightly, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of bright yellow on his sleeve.

He hesitated for only a moment before reaching out with the dagger in his hand.

In the blink of an eye, a bright color suddenly appeared before his eyes.

A hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes. Had he overlooked this spot?

Gently rub the wax ball between two fingers, and in an instant, a perfectly intact wax ball will shatter into pieces.

Only a neatly folded strip of paper was visible inside.

Sang Luan looked completely bewildered, silently stood up, and took a step back.

At the same time, his gaze involuntarily fell on Feng Hengzhi's expression.

Not knowing what was written on the note, Feng Hengzhi only glanced at it briefly before his expression changed drastically.

He suddenly stood up, clutching the paper tightly in his hand. Without even glancing at Sang Luan, he lifted his foot and prepared to leave.

Sang Luan lifted her clothes and ran a few steps, calling out, "Brother Hengzhi, where are you going? Princess Yi's birthday celebration isn't over yet."

Without turning his head, Feng Hengzhi said, "Something's up."

Once Feng Hengzhi was out of sight, Sang Luan's anxiety vanished completely.

She clapped her hands, watched Feng Hengzhi's departing figure, and snorted coldly, "Let's see how you manage to go crazy and drag me up to the roof this morning."

Suddenly, a bloody smell rushed into my nostrils, and upon closer inspection, it made me feel slightly nauseous.

Here, some distance from the front yard, one can only vaguely hear various sounds coming from the front yard.

As darkness fell, Sang Luan glanced around.

The night was shrouded in darkness, the air thick with the smell of blood, and the image of a tall man with his eyes wide open in death.

This scene sent chills down Sang Luan's spine; she felt uneasy no matter how she looked at it.

She crossed her arms and gently rubbed them up and down, then, without looking at the person on the ground, quickly ran away from the spot.

After the group left, a figure in blue slowly emerged from the shadows.

Judging from her figure, she could be roughly identified as a woman. She was thin, her lips were bloodless, and her complexion was not good at all.

The woman in green pursed her lips, her eyes gleaming.

is her.

The woman in green glanced down at the person on the ground, her face turning even paler.

She looked up at the direction Sang Luan had left, appearing thoughtful.