Chapter 112: Secret Message

“Fourth Sister is right. This young fellow surnamed Han really does have some skill!” Second Madame Li frowned slightly as she spoke slowly.

“Actually, aside from everything else, his mental fortitude is much stronger than that impostor from last time. I remember that young master surnamed Wu was enchanted by my Heavenly Fox Charm for a whole day after seeing me before returning to normal. But this Han fellow only seemed briefly dazed at first before immediately regaining clarity. It shows his spiritual power is extraordinary—he’s no ordinary person!” Third Madame hesitated for a moment, sighed, then spoke her mind.

After these words, silence fell among the three women. Each seemed lost in thought, as if there were something they found difficult to say aloud.

After a while, Madame Yan smiled bitterly and finally broke the silence: “Since he’s so capable, I wonder if this will be a blessing or a curse for our Mo Mansion?”

“Why not take out the hidden letter and see for ourselves!” Before Madame Yan had even finished speaking, the cold and beautiful Fifth Madame’s voice came from outside the room, and she slowly entered.

“I’ve already checked. There’s definitely no one within two hundred meters, and the guard posts have been doubled,” Fifth Madame said expressionlessly.

Madame Yan lowered her head in thought before finally speaking. “You all must remember what our husband said before he left. If any letters delivered after his departure were ordinary with no hidden message, it would mean he was safe and we could rest easy. But if the letter indicated there was a hidden message, then nine times out of ten, it would bring bad news, and we should prepare ourselves. As for this letter…”

“We all saw that the letter indeed indicated there was a hidden message. Whether it’s good news or bad, it’s something we’ll have to face sooner or later. Let’s just take out the real letter and see,” Third Madame’s voice was no longer charming but filled with sorrow.

“Alright! Since everyone is prepared, let’s reveal the hidden message!” Madame Yan said decisively.

Without further hesitation, she picked up a teacup from a nearby table and poured half a cup of cold water into it. Then she twisted the dragon-shaped ring on her finger a few times, splitting it in half to reveal a hidden compartment containing white powder.

Carefully, she poured the powder into the teacup and then looked at the others.

Under Madame Yan’s gaze, Second Madame Li was the first to stand up.

She gracefully approached the table and, with a slight lift of her hand, revealed an identical ring on her fair finger.

From her ring, she also extracted some powder and poured it into the teacup. However, her powder was red, unlike Madame Yan’s.

Next, Third Madame and Fifth Madame followed suit one after another. Each of them also had a dragon-shaped ring, containing yellow and black powder respectively.

After everyone had done their part, Madame Yan picked up the teacup and gently swirled it. The originally multicolored liquid gradually turned clear and transparent.

“Good, the revealing liquid is ready. Second Sister, you have the most delicate hands. It would be best for you to apply it to the letter,” Madame Yan said modestly to Second Madame Li.

Hearing this, Second Madame Li smiled slightly and, without declining, took the liquid and the letter, bending her head to begin the task.

For a while, aside from Second Madame Li applying the liquid to the letter, the others remained silent, making the atmosphere in the room grow increasingly tense.

“It’s done. I’ve coated the entire letter. Now, Fifth Sister, could you help dry it with your inner energy?” Second Madame Li straightened up, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and said with a smile to Fifth Madame.

The cold and beautiful young woman nodded, deftly taking the damp letter.

She extended her other hand, focused her energy slightly to make her palm emit a faint heat, then held the letter about two or three inches above her palm, slowly drying it.

Before long, the letter was completely dry. The black ink had vanished, replaced by faint red characters. This was the hidden message that Master Mo had painstakingly devised for Han Li to deliver to his wives and daughter.

Han Li had no idea what had transpired in the room after he left. At that moment, he was greatly troubled by the little enchantress before him.

This Third Young Miss of the Mo family had openly demanded a so-called “senior brother’s meeting gift” from him along the way.

“What kind of gift would you like, Junior Sister?” Han Li had no choice but to grit his teeth and prepare to meet her demand.

“Any jewelry, fun or interesting trinkets will do. I’m not very picky! If you really can’t manage that, seven or eight thousand taels of silver will do—that would be barely acceptable and let you pass!” Mo Caihuan blinked her large, dark eyes and spoke with an air of innocent charm.

“Seven or eight thousand taels of silver?” Han Li nearly stumbled upon hearing this. “This little enchantress really has the audacity to ask for such an exorbitant sum, and she’s not the least bit shy about it!”

“Even if I scraped together everything I have, I wouldn’t have that much silver. And even if I did, there’s no way I’d actually give it to her. She really takes me for a fool!” Han Li thought to himself. Though his expression remained unchanged, a hint of this sentiment showed in his eyes.

Mo Caihuan was clever enough to pick up on Han Li’s thoughts immediately.

She pouted and deliberately exclaimed in feigned shock, “Senior Brother Han, you wouldn’t refuse to give a gift to your adorable junior sister upon your first meeting, would you? You should know, that Young Master Wu who came the year before last gave me over ten thousand taels in silver notes as pocket money as soon as we met!”

Hearing this, Han Li was furious. That Wu fellow was after your family’s wealth and your charms! I have no such intentions. Besides, your father has planted a deadly poison in me—I could lose my life at any moment!

In his anger, Han Li simply looked up at the sky without a word, remaining motionless. He wanted to see how this little enchantress planned to take advantage of him.

Seeing that this rustic, dark-skinned boy was pretending to be clueless and ignoring her, Mo Caihuan began to grow anxious.

Ever since she had swindled a large sum of private savings from that impostor a year ago, she had dreamed every night of another opportunity to fleece someone just as easily.

Now that she finally had another chance, this guy who seemed to be her father’s real disciple was neither swayed by softness nor hardness. His face was thicker than a city wall! How could he play dumb and act oblivious to a lovely girl like her? Hadn’t he seen she was on the verge of tears from her performance? Yet he remained unmoved. How infuriating!