Chapter 637
Nan Gongdi: "Loulan King, what do you mean by this?"
Since we already agreed to exchange terms, there's no need to keep holding onto these useless things, right?
Nan Gongdi spoke, looking at the Loulan King before him.
After learning the truth of the Western Regions' soul‑swapping witchcraft, he had to pull himself together and force himself to appear calm and carefree.
Because he couldn't let Anar notice anything odd.
So, even though he had not even met the Loulan King face to face during this period, he would certainly not be intimidated now.
The Loulan King let out a cold laugh when he heard him speak.
"A bully who preys on the weak and fears the strong, teaching a disciple as vicious and stupid as they come."
The Flowing Star Sect disciples were already seething; hearing the Loulan King's words, they could no longer contain themselves.
At worst we'll fight to the death—what's the big deal?
"Master, we shouldn't fear the Loulan; they've humiliated us and you so badly that we can't tolerate it any longer—today we'll fight them to the end!"
"At the very least we must take a bite out of that Loulan King's flesh!"
"Exactly—we'll slaughter their palace; even if we die, it'll be worth it!"
"We Central Plains people are not lacking in spirit!"
The Flowing Star Sect disciples each regarded death as homecoming; not one showed fear or retreat on their faces.
Yet even so, seeing them empty‑handed, the Loulan King still paid them no heed at all.
Even his eyes were filled with contempt and arrogance, the Loulan people's disdain for all outsiders.
Li Qingluo gave a glance and signal to Sha Yi; Sha Yi instantly understood, darting forward to appear behind the Loulan King.
He reached out, making an eagle‑claw motion, and seized the Loulan King's throat.
"Don't move."
"If the Loulan King makes any rash move, I can easily tear out your throat even without a blade."
"You'd best not test whether what I say is true or false."
Although Sha Yi's appearance caused the Loulan King's personal guards to draw their blades and ready to attack at once, their reaction was still a beat too slow.
"Your Majesty!"
"Your Highness!"
"Royal Brother!"
Seeing the Loulan King seized, Anar and the others could not stay seated; they all jumped up, their faces changing.
"Bold Central Plains folk!"
"What are you doing?"
"Are you going to attack us in Loulan and kill our king?"
"If you dare so much as touch a hair of His Majesty, Loulan will not let any of you leave this palace alive!"
The Loulan Empress Dowager issued a fierce warning, and as she waved her hand, all the guards outside the hall rushed in.
Anar, seeing the situation turn bad, immediately spoke up to stop it: "It's a misunderstanding, all of this is a misunderstanding!"
"Auntie, Royal Brother, please calm down."
"And you, Princess Luoluo, right? Hurry up and have your people release the Loulan King!"
"What are you doing? My royal brother only meant to temporarily prevent your people from leaving—why make such a fuss?"
But the other Flowing Star Sect disciples, seeing the situation suddenly turn to this point, were all excited and unwilling to stop.
Zisu: "Great, we've seized the Loulan King and can fight our way out of the palace—we won't have trouble taking our master with us!"
"Master, we must not lightly agree to release them; we must have them send us out of the palace."
Xuanche: "Capture the bandit by capturing the king; the Loulan King is already in our hands, giving us the first‑move advantage—we absolutely cannot agree to them."
"Hurry, return our weapons, or you'll regret it!"
Li Qingluo rubbed his forehead and looked at Nan Gongdi, whose face was also dark; unable to bear it any longer, he lowered his voice and shouted again: "Shut up, all of you!"
But as soon as his words fell, he turned his head and vomited a mouthful of blood from anger‑induced qi upset.
Li Qingluo hurried forward: "Master!"
She quickly took out a handkerchief and pressed it over Nan Gongdi's mouth, so that Anar wouldn't see.
Nan Gongdi gave her a relieved glance.
And he immediately clenched the handkerchief tightly.
Xuancang, however, saw it.
He also came over, shocked, to support Nan Gongdi: "Master? What's wrong with you?"
Li Qingluo gave Xuancang a look.
Xuancang immediately shut his mouth.
Li Qingluo whispered: "Master, I will be disrespectful. I cannot let these senior brothers and sisters ruin the plan."
Nan Gongdi quickly nodded: "The master has given you full authority; handle them as you wish, as long as they can all leave alive."
"These arrogant fools deserve a good thrashing—hopefully they'll grow some sense from now on!"
Li Qingluo nodded.
"I can't guarantee they'll grow a brain."
"But I'll give them a good beating, and I certainly won't disappoint."
"Anyone who dares to anger the master again will not be forgiven by me!"
She lifted her head and issued a fierce warning.
"Don't think I seized the Loulan King for your sake."
"It's only because we don't want the King of Loulan to see; we Central Plains folk are useless, stupid things."
"Just the two of you only make the master's predicament deeper, yet you keep shouting here?"
"Kidnapping—if you have the skill to kidnap, you wouldn't do the stupid thing of trying to abduct the young master and failing!"
"If I hadn't stepped in one by one, you'd have lost your heads long ago; yet you still dare be oblivious—what, you all bask in the results I brought and become arrogant and complacent?"
"Truly shameless!"
When Li Qingluo's mocking curse rang out, Zi Su couldn't hold back first.
"What do you think you are?"
Li Qingluo barked sharply, "Que'er, give her a slap!"
Que'er darted forward, and before Zi Su could react, Que'er had already slammed a hard slap onto her face.
Caught off guard, Zi Su let out a wail as she was struck.
"Fine, you wretched maid, what status do you have to dare hit me? Looking for death!"
She immediately retaliated with a fierce expression, grabbing at Que'er, and Que'er, unafraid, countered the move.
The two fought fiercely, yet soon a winner emerged.
Que'er actually took the upper hand!
Que'er sneered repeatedly, "I'm just a slave maid, and you are still worse than me."
"No wonder Mr. Nangong, even when trapped, the sect didn't let you useless waste appear to disgrace itself!"
"And you still don't realize it; it's utterly ridiculous!"
Que'er's current skill clearly shows the results of Sha San's personal training.
Thus her techniques are both ruthless and swift.
Yet Zi Su couldn't even beat Que'er, causing Sha San, who had been ready to intervene, to abandon his intention.
It even left Li Qingluo greatly surprised.
This Zi Su is just too useless.
She falsely claimed the title of Second Senior Sister; how shameful.
Li Qingluo was about to shout stop, when Xuan Che suddenly joined the fight, "Wretch, go die—"
Xuan Che used an underhanded move, striking Que'er's abdomen directly.
Que'er hadn't reacted when Xuan Cang shouted, "Move aside quickly!"
"Xuan Che, stop—"
But before Xuan Cang could get there, another figure had already rushed forward.
Xuan Che was kicked hard onto the ground.
Clutching his abdomen, he rolled on the ground in pain; the kick was certainly heavy.
Yet before he could rise, Sha San advanced again and sliced a sword to sever Xuan Che's tendon.
"Xuan Che!"
"Sixth Senior Brother!"
Xuan Cang, Zi Su, and the rest of the Meteor Sect disciples instantly surged forward.
Xuan Che moaned in pain, dragging his left hand with the severed tendon.
Sha San snorted coldly, "If it weren't for the lady's face, you'd have lost more than just a tendon today!"
Que'er, still trembling, looked at Li Qingluo, "Lady?"
She feared Sha San's impulsive action had caused trouble.
Li Qingluo merely shook her head, "No problem; he got what he deserved."
"Luckily you're unharmed; otherwise it wouldn't have been just a tendon."
Hearing this, Zi Su angrily asked, "Master, won't you intervene?"
"Even a slave maid dares to bully a disciple."
"Now another servant has even broken Old Six's hand."
"Master, we are also your disciples; you can't be so biased, can you?"
"Master, you must give Old Six some justice!"
Nan Gongdi: "You still remain obstinately dim‑witted."
"You've been under my door for over a decade, and now you're still worse than a slave maid, yet you have the nerve to speak?"
"Old Six tried to ambush from behind, using a lousy underhanded trick; but breaking his hand was indeed Li Qingluo's courtesy for the master's sake, already being polite!"
"What exactly are you trying to do?"
"Do you think this place is still some jianghu, some Meteor Sect, that can let you swagger?"
"Wake up!"
"If you keep being this stupid, you'll truly lose your lives, and even I, your master, will be helpless to help!"
"But master, in the little junior sister's eyes, do we not even equal two servants?"
"She actually tacitly allowed her people to humiliate us like that!"
"Unless she forces these two servants to sever their own tendons and kneel to apologize to us, otherwise we disciples will never accept this little junior sister's status in this life!"
Xuan Cang, following Li Qingluo all the way, has indeed broadened his perspective greatly.
Moreover, this time, because he didn't listen to Li Qingluo, he ended up following Zi Su and others into a grave mistake, being captured into prison.
Now he is much clearer, naturally taking Nan Gongdi's words to heart.
And he knows Li Qingluo's identity; at this moment he also thinks Zi Su's words are overly arrogant and ignorant, and continuing this way will only push matters toward an irrecoverable situation.
"Enough! Zi Su, this matter indeed was our fault first."
You still want Lu'er's people to apologize to you? Don't dream.
Zisu stared in disbelief: "Senior Brother, how could even you be charmed by her?"
She's just a pretty face—what's so special about her?
You and Master actually play favorites with her, but we're the ones who grew up together as family!
Li Qingluo tossed a sword before Zisu.
Besides this face, what else do I have that's remarkable...
Why not let our swords do the talking?
Without giving Zisu a chance to refuse, she picked up her sword and lunged at her.
End of Chapter
