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After the formation was set up, Sang Qingxiao began to chant an unknown melody, her voice soft yet melodious. The symbols floated along with her singing around Pang Manor.
The rectangular symbol was about a meter wide, surrounding Pang Manor on all sides. The circular symbol, several times wider than the rectangular one, hovered directly above the manor. At that moment, Sang Qingxiao glanced at Pang Yong with a somewhat provocative look and introduced the formation, saying it was called Moving Mountains.
Then, she casually uttered a single word. The lines of the symbols began to move like flowing water, shimmering with silver light as the ground started to tremble slightly, enough to be felt but not enough to disrupt anyone's balance.
Amidst a mix of anticipation, confusion, shock, and fear from the onlookers, the entire manor swayed back and forth as if it were loosening the earth beneath it. The so-called Moving Mountains truly lived up to its name; right before everyone's eyes, the large manor lifted off the ground along with its foundation in a remarkably steady manner. When it reached about five or six meters above the ground, it came to a halt in mid-air.
A large pit appeared beneath the manor. Upon seeing what lay within the pit, Sang Qingxiao couldn't help but smile. It seemed that in their haste to build the underground storage, they had neglected to finish the bottom and only constructed four walls. As the manor rose, everything inside the storage was left behind underground.
Boxes stacked upon boxes were left in disarray but in great quantity. With a surge of Inner Strength, Sang Qingxiao shattered several boxes, revealing their contents.
Wow, the golden light was blinding! General Pin, isn’t this pile of wealth a bit excessive? Yongxin Marquis, I report that General Pang Yong has been embezzling funds; here’s the evidence—would you like to come and investigate?
Called out directly, Qi Xiaomian smiled helplessly. Miss Sang, you really know how to get me into trouble. The Office of Censors has the duty to oversee officials; this is your responsibility—not something I’m dragging you into! Besides, with a new official comes new vigor; I’m just trying to lend you a hand.
Qi Xiaomian had already walked over to Sang Qingxiao's side. Can we consider this a personal favor between us?
Seeing him fixate on the symbols surrounding Pang Residence as if sensing something amiss made her think otherwise—this case is yours to handle if you wish! The evidence was laid bare before everyone; it wasn’t something he could simply ignore.
After causing such a stir, she turned to leave. Qi Xiaomian stepped back a few paces to block her path. What are you doing?
The girl’s face was written all over with urgency; she was eager to go home! She was in a bad mood! She was not to be trifled with!
Qi Xiaomian could only point at the Blood Peach Tree, which looked somewhat intimidating.
"Is it really that scary? It looks quite beautiful to me. This is my first time playing around like this, and I didn't expect it to turn out so lovely."
"Beautiful, huh? Should I pull it out and bring it to you at the Small Tavern?"
Sang Qingxiao looked at the Blood Peach Tree with a complex expression. It wouldn’t last long; it would soon fade away from the world. "My talisman can hold for two hours. Yongxin Marquis should get on with the investigation as soon as possible."
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