Chapter 46

As soon as Yang Qinwu stepped into the room, seeing the people inside, his face immediately showed a wary expression.

"Who exactly are you? Do you really have news of my sister Xue'er? If I find out you're deceiving me, I won't let you off today!"

His furious, vicious gaze fell on the only person seated in the room, Li Qingluo.

He knew, this young gentleman was the one in charge today!

Li Qingluo was not frightened by him.

She merely whispered to Que'er: "Hand him the document with Mei Shuang's signature. If he can't read, call Mei Shuang in to explain everything again."

Que'er went out, and after a while Mei Shuang was also brought in.

Mei Shuang's face was veiled; upon realizing the gentleman before her was Mei Xue's own older brother, she naturally burst into tears again.

As Yang Qinwu listened, his shock turned to anger, then from anger to utter grief.

Finally, he became once again uncontrollably angry, his whole body filled with fury.

"You swear that every word you say today is absolutely true!? Do you have proof that Mei Xue is my sister?"

Mei Shuang wiped her tears: "Mei Xue has a red birthmark the size of a fingernail on her shoulder, right?"

Yang Qinwu immediately knelt on the ground and cried out in sorrow: "Xue'er——!! Brother came late! Brother owes you——"

Separated for nearly ten years, searched for these two years, not waiting for his sister to return, but instead waiting for the truth of her tragic death!

Moreover, it was a case of two lives lost in one body, a plaything in the mansions of the powerful, to be toyed with at will, able to be kicked to death with a few kicks!

A burly man just knelt there, covering his face and bursting into tears.

Everyone watching felt uneasy inside.

Li Qingluo, however, was quietly waiting.

Waiting for Yang Qinwu to finally react: "Who exactly are you? How do you know the truth of this matter? What is your purpose in telling me these things today?"

Li Qingluo then slowly spoke: "Let me tell you the truth. I am the second young lady of the Li household, only just found three months ago."

Sure enough, upon hearing she was actually a Li family member, Yang Qinwu's face changed dramatically.

"Then it's perfect— that Li who killed my sister, I'll kill you!"

Yang Qinwu shouted and then truly lunged at Li Qingluo.

Deng Mama at the side had already led people waiting.

As soon as Yang Qinwu moved, they immediately joined forces, truly pressing him down.

Although not easy, they really were a group of grandmothers who grew stronger with age.

Li Qingluo couldn't help but glance admiringly at Que'er beside her; Que'er blinked.

"Bold! Our young lady kindly told you the truth, yet you want to kill her— do you not know gratitude from resentment?"

Yang Qinwu: "Hahaha!! You Li people harmed my sister— do I still have to thank you? No way!"

"Pah! Today you brought me here just to kill me, right? Then my sister's grievance will never see justice! Xue'er, Xue'er——"

Li Qingluo furrowed her brows: "Stuff his mouth!"

If they kept making this noise, not only passing boats, but even the shore could hear what they were saying.

The cabin soon grew quiet.

Yang Qinwu was tightly bound, a cloth stuffed in his mouth, unable to move an inch.

Only then did Li Qingluo rise and walk toward Yang Qinwu.

Yang Qinwu's eyes were bloodshot, glaring at her full of hatred.

That gaze seemed to want to devour her alive.

Li Qingluo said indifferently: "You hate the wrong person. If you truly have such a strong desire to avenge your sister, you'd better go find the real killer who killed Mei Xue."

Yang Qinwu couldn't speak, so he could only listen to Li Qingluo.

Merely seeing she was clearly dressed as a man yet was a young lady, and her actions showed she had deep scheming, obviously not a simple character.

Li Qingluo paced slowly back and forth: "Let me tell you the truth—I hate Li Kechuan no less than you do!"

Upon hearing this, Deng Mama knew these old things could no longer listen.

She waved her hand, immediately leading the remaining grandmothers, Que'er, and Mei Shuang out.

Soon, only the two of them remained in the room.

At this point, no one would care about the detail of a man and woman sharing a room.

Li Qingluo squatted in front of Yang Qinwu.

Staring into his eyes, she asked word by word: "Yang Qinwu, if I give you a chance, do you dare to go all out?"

After the time it takes to burn an incense stick, Li Qingluo loosened Yang Qinwu's bonds.

"Commander Yang, that day will be up to you."

Yang Qinwu still harbored doubts, staring at the Li household's young lady before him, wondering: In this world, could there truly be such mutual hatred between blood siblings?

Truly unimaginable.

However, what she said also made perfect sense.

Relying on himself alone, if he wanted to avenge his sister, even sacrificing his life would likely not move Li Kechuan in the slightest.

So, even knowing he was being used by the young lady before him, he truly had no other choice.

Moreover, it was a willingness as sweet as nectar.

After Yang Qinwu clasped his fists and was about to leave, a loud commotion suddenly came from outside.

Que'er knocked on the door: "Miss, the servant seems to have seen the eldest son."

Li Qingluo had them all hurry in.

Que'er entered and said: "The eldest son seems to be looking for someone, but the troupe over there just happened to have a disturbance, so he didn't see any of us."

Li Qingluo nodded, while Yang Qinwu rushed out without looking back.

Li Qingluo's face changed drastically, and she immediately snapped: "Yang Qinwu, don't act rashly, you'll ruin the plan!"

Yang Qinwu turned a deaf ear, jumped off the small boat, and punted with a long pole toward the stage.

By the Qinhuai River there is a stage, its platform faces the river, so anyone who wants to watch the performance must board a large boat by the riverbank.

Therefore, this boat and the troupe are called the theatre boat by the people of Jinling City.

Because of its unique style and experience, the theatre boat is always full of distinguished guests every day.

Que'er said that several people had been killed over there, allegedly by a batch of cultists who had infiltrated and were killing anyone they saw.

"Miss, do you want to go after that surnamed Yang?" Deng Mama asked.

Li Qingluo shook her head: "Forget it. If we go out now, we will certainly be discovered by Li Kechuan, then we'll scare the snake and suffer more than gain. Besides, he can't beat Li Kechuan; if he goes and hits a south wall himself, he'll realize I am his only way out."

Deng Mama and Que'er nodded along.

"Let's go, we should head back too."

Just as Li Qingluo's group had boarded the boat, taking advantage of the chaos on the river surface, they collided head-on with several galloping horses coming toward them.

Although they hurried to dodge to the roadside, they were still forced to the brink of falling into the river.

Que'er shielded Li Qingluo, gazing at the silhouettes of those fast horses, and couldn't help complaining: "What kind of people are these? Even in a bustling market, how can they be so arrogant? What if they hurt someone?"

A passerby hurriedly urged her: "Shush! Miss, you'd better not shout. Those are officials from the Dali Temple; if they hear you, they'll say you're disrupting official business and arrest you, and you'll get a flogging!"

Que'er frowned: "They run rampant like this— isn't there any heavenly justice?"

Li Qingluo grabbed Que'er's arm: "The Minister of the Dali Temple is Prince Su; this person is extremely dangerous, don't speak of it. Let's go!"

Only then did Que'er restrain herself, and the group hurriedly left the riverbank.

After they had been gone for a long while, Li Kechuan returned to the shore, dragging his arm that had suffered a slight wound, his face grim.

"Junior General, are you all right?"

The servant and attendant rushed over, seeing Li Kechuan's arm stained blood-red, and both were instantly shocked.

Li Kechuan raised his hand and slapped the attendant across the face.

"Trash! They couldn't find the person, and they couldn't even find me?"