Hearing the name Yun Sisi, Mo Changxing’s handsome sword-like eyebrows slightly furrowed, and an aura of coldness instantly enveloped him.
Yue Jian knelt on one knee with his head bowed, awaiting Mo Changxing’s instructions.
“Escort her home!” Mo Changxing commanded coldly.
Yue Jian, however, tensed up and replied, “As soon as I saw Little Mistress Sisi, I ordered someone to send her back. But she refused to cooperate and is now shouting and causing a scene at the foot of the mountain, even trying to break through Luoyun Mountain’s barrier to force her way in.
Given her status, we dared not offend her…”
“Hmph! Fine, I’ll go see for myself.” Mo Changxing swept a cold glance at Jin Lin before turning and riding the wind away.
A gentle breeze brushed past.
Jin Lin stroked his chin with one hand, his eyes glinting with an unreadable light. It seemed his cheap senior brother had run into some trouble…
Little Mistress Sisi? That sounded like a title for a woman. Could it be that his senior brother’s trouble was a romantic entanglement?!
Jin Lin raised an eyebrow, a hint of schadenfreude flashing in his eyes. He turned to Shui Liu beside him and said cheerfully, “Come on, let’s follow and see what excitement awaits at the foot of Luoyun Mountain!”
“Alright,” Shui Liu responded, and the two of them chased after Mo Changxing in quick succession.
At the foot of Luoyun Mountain, lush greenery stretched far and wide. A young woman with her hair styled in a feitian bun, almond-shaped eyes, rosy lips, and a face as delicate as peach blossoms stood angrily, glaring at the black-clad men surrounding her. She wore a white dress with a pink outer robe.
“You lowly servants dare block this princess’s path! Do you believe I won’t have my royal father execute every last one of you?!” Yun Sisi, who had traveled exhaustively to reach Luoyun Mountain, widened her eyes in fury. A fiery-red whip lashed in her hand as she pointed accusingly at the men obstructing her way.
The men bowed their heads. The leader among them spoke respectfully, “Little Mistress, it was by the order of the Monarch and the Young Master that we were to escort you back immediately upon seeing you. Please… do not make things difficult for us.”
“Hmph! And what if I do?!” Yun Sisi sneered at the speaker and swung her whip.
*Crack!* The sound of fabric tearing and the whip striking flesh rang out simultaneously.
The struck man dared not show the slightest hint of resentment, merely bowing his head and repeating humbly, “Please, Little Mistress, return with us.”
*Crack!* Another merciless lash landed on him.
Frustrated that her beloved Changxing-gege was right there on Luoyun Mountain yet she couldn’t see him, Yun Sisi’s anger flared uncontrollably. She silenced the leader with relentless strikes of her fiery-red whip.
The man endured the searing pain without uttering a sound.
Yun Sisi’s whip was a divine artifact. Though her cultivation was mediocre—placing her as no more than a second- or third-rate expert in the Xuanling Continent—the whip’s power was formidable. Had her abilities been stronger, the strikes would have been far more devastating.
In the hands of a true master, a single lash could kill a weaker cultivator or cripple a powerful one.
Even with Yun Sisi’s limited strength, the divine weapon in her hands made each strike unbearable for the victim.
“Enough!” A frigid voice cut through the air, accompanied by a swift wind blade.
The blade clashed with Yun Sisi’s descending whip, producing a sharp metallic screech.
The whip was flung back violently.
Caught off guard, Yun Sisi stumbled backward, her arm numb from the impact.
Before she could vent her fury at the sudden interference, she recognized the one who had stopped her.
“Changxing-gege!” Yun Sisi’s face lit up with a radiant smile, her eyes sparkling with innocence as she gazed at Mo Changxing. Then, her lips puckered into a pout.
“Changxing-gege, these wretched servants bullied me!” she whined, her voice trembling with grievance. Her eyes reddened as if she were on the verge of tears.
A flicker of disgust passed through Mo Changxing’s dark eyes. He ignored Yun Sisi entirely, instead turning his cold gaze to the man she had been whipping.
“Young Master, our loyalty to the Monarch and to you is as steadfast as the sun and moon!” The beaten man quickly dropped to one knee, pledging his devotion humbly.
An invisible force lifted the man to his feet. Mo Changxing’s voice was distant yet firm. “You are injured. There’s no need for formalities.”
“Thank you for your kindness, Young Master,” the man replied gratefully.
“Changxing-gege~” Yun Sisi, displeased at being ignored, shot a venomous glare at the man she had beaten before whimpering, “They took advantage of me being alone and dared to defy me! Why are you comforting them instead of caring for me?”
Mo Changxing’s sharp gaze snapped to her. “Stop this nonsense!”
Yun Sisi’s heart sank. Tears welled up and spilled over instantly. “Changxing-gege, you actually scolded me!”
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