As the carriage was destroyed, Princess Ling Meng leaped onto a horse brought over by one of the bodyguards and slowly headed back; the atmosphere was unusually sombre.
Murong Qianjun immediately ordered the army to escort the princess, forming a protection detail with Princess Ling Meng in the middle. He himself rode atop his horse; turning his head, he thought to himself: That bastard Jun Moxie seemed to have suffered from some serious injuries, I wonder if he will make it. It would be for the best if he dies. Every time I see him, I feel like smashing him down. He is just a typical scum waiting for a beating! He wanted to court Princess Ling Meng with that kind of character? He truly is a brat who does not understand his own abilities!
Grunting, he urged his horse forward and watched the graceful figure of Princess Ling Meng who was proceeding before him. He could not help but feel dazzled, his heart absolutely captivated, his soul ascending the confines of his body. He completely forgot to send someone to report the earlier matter to the Jun Family…
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“I say, old man. You have been following me like a ghost for a good three days. Could it be that I am so handsome to the point where you have taken a fancy to me?” The old man was carrying Jun Xie, similar to how one would carry a baby in their arms. The old man’s body was very withered; it seemed that there was no flesh on his entire body. This caused Jun Xie an unspeakable feeling of discomfort, as though he was lying on a cobblestone ground. Knowing that this old man would not harm him, he threw away all notions of courtesy and started speaking sarcastically!
“Pooh! You think this senior was following a prodigal wastrel like you voluntarily? You kept scurrying around randomly every day, I do not even know what kind of hidden tactic you used to escape from my sight. But look at you now! This is retribution! If not for the fact that your grandfather spent a great sum of… Eh? How did you know I have been following you for three days?”
The old man was indignant; he felt that being together with this debauchee was something shameful. Just as he was about to grumble, he suddenly realized something wrong, something very wrong: How did this useless brat realize that I have been following him for three days? Could it be that this senior’s tracking skills have regressed until such a degree? The old man became startled and suddenly stopped. He no longer cared about the disrespectful manner in which Jun Xie used to address him.
“Fool! Did you have to ask such a simple question? Naturally, someone told me,” Jun Xie casually threw out an answer after thinking it through. Even though this old man’s tracking skills was unable to escape Jun Xie’s senses, it was still first-rate even when compared to his past life’s experiences. Considering the original Jun Moxie’s abilities, he would not be able to realize it even after training for hundreds of years, let alone escape from the old man’s sight.
“You are the real fool! You are such a fool; it is only natural that you would not be able to discover this senior… eh? Who told you about it? Was that person the one who taught you how to escape from my sight?” The old man felt shocked. He was actually unaware that his tracking skills were being countered! In addition, that person possessed the ability to guide this useless being, Jun Moxie to shake him off his tail. This…. Was simply horrifying.
How much strength is needed for this feat? If this person is an enemy…
“How do I know who that person is,” Jun Xie continued. “I have never met him.”
“Oh… that is only natural. Considering how powerful the other person is, do you think you have the qualifications to meet him? But since you put it this way, you being able to escape from my sight was all due to that person’s instructions? That person was the one who taught you?” The old man was prejudiced and had already decided that this debauchee had absolutely no ability to discover his existence. After all, he had absolute confidence in his own tracking skills. However, he asked just in case. His heart became alarmed: Could it be that a Supreme Divine Xuan is watching me? That cannot be! Could it be…
The more he thought about it, the more his mind became panicked.
Truth be told, this old man’s techniques were indeed impressive. Otherwise, it would not have taken Jun Xie, the king of assassins of his generation a good three days to deal with him!
“Of course. By the way, old man, are you done talking? Why are continuously asking about all this? Where are you planning to take me to? You should hurry up and bring me home,” Jun Xie was feeling uncomfortable and started cursing within: Quickly send me back home so that I can use the Hongjun Pagoda to heal myself. If I were to do it outside and get exposed, what then?
“Nonsense! Judging by the amount of injuries you have, I will need to quickly handle it first. Otherwise, you would be dead by the time I reach your home,”