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The door was pushed open, and in came a woodcutter. Wang Weiyang was taken aback and instinctively wanted to shout him away, but upon seeing the other person's gaze, a cautious look quickly appeared on his face.
As the saying goes, enemies meet with extra hostility. Ye Tian wished he could immediately rush forward and kill Wang Weiyang, but due to Cold Frost's unknown whereabouts, he could only suppress his anger and control his emotions. After muttering that he had taken a wrong turn, he hurriedly exited the room.
With the door closing, the atmosphere inside the room suddenly became tense.
Wang Weiyang's black robe tightly wrapped around him, revealing nothing but a pair of Shadow Falcon-like eyes, making it impossible to discern any expression.
However, this small incident did not catch his attention. Due to his lack of knowledge about the Qin Family and the fact that Ye Tian had deliberately used a false voice when leaving, even though he felt something unusual in the man's gaze, Wang Weiyang still overlooked it.
But Cold Yang had been working for the Qin Family for quite some time. He knew well that the Inner Courtyard of the Qin Family strictly prohibited low-ranking individuals from entering. It was not surprising for someone to mistakenly enter the Inner Courtyard; what was surprising was that a woodcutter could avoid the guards' sight and accidentally end up in his room. There was only one possible explanation: that woodcutter was Ye Tian.
After Ye Tian exited, he deliberately slowed down his footsteps, making them sound heavy and flustered—an appropriate display for a low-ranking individual who had delayed a conversation among the powerful.
Wang Weiyang was a meticulous person. Ever since that woodcutter had been pushed out, he had been paying attention to the sound of his footsteps. At this moment, hearing them brought him some relief.
"Who was that man?" Wang Weiyang asked, his tone revealing no emotion whatsoever.
Cold Yang shook his head, forcing himself to calm down. The situation earlier had been extremely tense. Although Ye Tianxin was meticulous and calm in handling matters, that only applied to certain situations. Cold Frost was his Achilles' heel; the incident years ago when he single-handedly stormed into a tavern to kill Zhang Sen was a prime example. Once his bottom line was crossed, this guy would become more heated than anyone else.
Currently, Cold Frost's whereabouts were still unknown; acting rashly would only ruin everything. Even if he could kill Wang Weiyang, what good would it do if he couldn't find Xiaoshuang?
"You better not try any tricks on me; otherwise, that girl will die a terrible death," Wang Weiyang threatened. He had witnessed Ye Tian and a strong man appearing outside Luoma Market's teahouse just days ago and knew that Ye Tian had entered the Qin Family. As for what happened afterward, he refrained from getting too close for fear of exposing himself.
Cold Yang remained silent. Over the past year, he had grown accustomed to Wang Weiyang's threats and domineering attitude. There was no choice; for the sake of his sister's life, he would sacrifice himself if necessary without a second thought.
"Tomorrow at noon, the plan for Pingjiao Wawa is canceled. Wait for my further notice," Wang Weiyang said as he stood up, his figure shifting slightly, as if a layer of black mist rose with his movement.
"Wang Weiyang, one day I will kill you," Cold Yang said, gripping the teacup tightly, his eyes seeming to blaze with fire.
In response, Wang Weiyang turned back with interest and said with a wicked smile, "I believe that day will come too. However, before that day arrives, you’d better be sensible."
With that, he chuckled ominously twice and turned to leave.
Not far outside the window, Ye Tian quietly returned, listening intently to their conversation, feeling a sudden chill in his heart.
Wang Weiyang had indeed noticed some clues; otherwise, he would not have rashly changed his plans. However, it was likely that he only suspected something without fully discovering the truth. Regardless, the longer this situation dragged on, the easier it would be to expose flaws.
On his way here, Ye Tian had sensed several presences following him from behind. He didn't need to think hard to know who they were; it must be Yun'er, Cold Moon, and others.
Currently, besides Yun'er and Duan Liu, Cold Moon and Wine Kid were unaware of the rescue plan for Cold Frost. If they found him or if Wang Weiyang discovered any signs of trouble, the feasibility of this operation would significantly decrease.
"I've waited so long for this opportunity; I won't let it slip away."
With that thought in mind, Ye Tian held his breath and quietly followed in the direction where Wang Weiyang had left.
Luoma Market is a town that is neither large nor small, but if one only looks at the Gatehouse, an uninformed person would definitely think this is a bustling large county city.
At this moment, outside the city gate, Yun'er is trying hard to discern the direction. In fact, by the time she reached within five miles of Luoma Market's Square Area, she had already lost track of Ye Tian. The city is filled with a mix of people and various energies, making it nearly impossible to find Ye Tian among tens of thousands of presences.
There’s nothing to be done but wait.
About half an hour later, Cold Moon's figure appeared five miles from the city gate. Dressed in white, she rushed in like a floating fairy, giving off a sense of coolness under the scorching midday sun.
Luoma Market has its fair share of people, and beautiful women are certainly not lacking. However, with Cold Moon's beauty, it could be said that even in Divine Wood County, which has a population of millions, she would stand out as a stunning beauty.
As Cold Moon approached, many sharp-eyed individuals had already gathered at the entrance, eager to catch a glimpse of such an exquisite beauty.
In terms of appearance alone, Yun'er is not inferior to Cold Moon. Yet no one pays attention to her; this is the advantage of being discreet. She came to Luoma Market for business rather than leisure, and attracting too much attention would surely lead to unnecessary trouble.
Cold Moon slowed down when she was about a hundred feet from the city gate. She now faced the same dilemma as Yun'er. Not only could she not sense Ye Tian's presence, but she had also lost track of Yun'er.
Her gaze searched around, hoping to find a familiar figure in the vast crowd. However, despite her longing gaze, there was no sign of Ye Tian or Yun'er anywhere.
Cold Moon couldn't help but feel anxious. She did not deliberately hide her emotions, which gave many who coveted her beauty an opportunity.
Among them was Qin Family's Eldest Son, Qin Sha.
Qin Sha is the only son of Qin Changlin. He is referred to as Eldest Son because Qin Changlin has adopted several foster sons who serve him; however, these individuals are merely tools and cannot compare to Qin Sha.
As the dominant force in Luoma Market, the Qin Family, with Qin Sha being the beloved of Qin Changlin, led him to act recklessly since childhood. His notorious behavior has long been condemned by the people of Luoma Market, with his most despicable trait being his lechery.
It was common for him to forcibly take women, and during his more beastly moments, he would not even spare married women.
Despite their power as the Qin Family, one would think they could have any woman they desired; however, he preferred to seize them by force, dismissing those who came willingly.
Moreover, he had a particular fondness for corrupting mother-daughter pairs, showing no fear of shortening his own life.
Amidst the low curses from the onlookers, Qin Sha waved his folding fan and strode towards Cold Moon, followed by a formidable entourage.
Of course, those gathered on the street to watch the beautiful woman were not exactly virtuous themselves; their disdain for Qin Sha mostly stemmed from jealousy. They were all thinking that such a beautiful flower was about to be trampled by a pig.
To be fair, with Qin Sha's looks and demeanor, he truly surpassed this group of villagers.
He held a Gilded Folding Fan in hand, wearing a moon-white long robe that billowed in the wind. With sword-like brows and a straight nose, his figure was upright and well-proportioned—truly the image of a charming young master.
Even his followers behind him were tall and robust, clad in tight-fitting leather armor, each one exuding strength and ferocity.
Qin Sha had always acted without restraint; if he set his sights on someone he fancied, it wouldn't matter if they were in the city gatehouse or a crowded market—he could take a woman right then and there.
Many who couldn't bear to witness this scene had already begun to disperse; however, those who remained numbered at least a hundred. Their thoughts were simple: even if they couldn't have the pig themselves, they wanted to see it run. Who knows? If the Ice Frost Goddess happened to be in a good mood, they might even get some lingering excitement for themselves.
Cold Moon certainly felt Qin Sha's burning gaze. She had seen such looks many times before; throughout her life, whether in Spirit Martial Town, Divine Wood County, or Cloud Sea Sect, wherever she went, she was never short of such gazes and advances from noble young men.
"Miss, you must be from out of town? It's quite hot; why not find a cool place to rest?" Qin Sha stood half a step in front of Cold Moon. For some reason, facing this stunning yet refreshing woman, he seemed eager to leave an impression of a dashing gentleman.
However, his self-proclaimed suave words were utterly dismissed by Cold Moon; this approach to flirting was far too lowbrow for her standards.
Cold Moon glanced at him and, having been among the upper class for a long time, easily discerned the man's utilitarian value. She smiled lightly and said, "Young man, I would like to inquire about something."
At her words, Qin Sha's heart trembled. Cold Moon's smile nearly made him lose his composure; indeed, she was a beauty. After wandering through flower gardens for over a decade, he had never encountered someone so captivating.
"Feel free to ask, Miss. It's not bragging; there's nothing I, Qin Sha, can't accomplish in Luoma Market," he replied with a hint of pride, and he wasn't lying.
"Then I would appreciate your help. I came here with a few friends, but unfortunately, I've lost them. Luoma Market is too vast; I really have nowhere to look," Cold Moon explained.
"Well..." Qin Sha began calculating in his mind. Finding someone in Luoma Market wasn't particularly difficult for him; however, he couldn't do it for free.
"What’s the matter? Do you have some difficulty?" Cold Moon asked disdainfully.
Looking into Cold Moon's eyes ignited a surge of anger within Qin Sha. What kind of place was this? This was Luoma Market, his territory. Finding someone here was as easy as saying a word.
"Miss, we are merely strangers; why should I help you?" Qin Sha began to smirk. Initially, he found her unique charm intriguing and hesitated to use forceful means. But this out-of-towner dared to question him; it seemed she needed to be shown who truly held power in Luoma Market!
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