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  "Words are..."

  The man on Qian Yu Xian's body heard the name shouted out by Qian Yu Xian's subconscious and was stunned, his eyes widening in surprise as he stared at the man standing against the light, "Yan... Yan Yi..."

  The man standing against the light had a faint smile on his thin lips, and his dark eyes looked at Qianyu Xian without any emotion. His voice was as gentle and clear as a piano, like a refreshing spring water that quenched one's thirst deeply.

  "It's exactly below."

  The man stood up in terror and calmly asked the man standing against the light on the roof, "What makes you speak to the son of the world with such anger?"

  The man lowered his head and didn't look at Yan Yi, wondering what wind had blown this normally clean-loving man over.

  Yan Yi was notoriously clean, everyone in Tianqi country knew that he was well-versed in both literature and martial arts. At the age of eight, he had already won the title of "Zhuangyuan" (the top scholar) in Tianqi country's imperial examination, causing his competitors to spit blood in anger. By the time he was ten years old, during a war with a neighboring country, the enemy used the tactic of "borrowing a road to attack Guo" to lure a large number of Tianqi soldiers to the border, while they themselves led their troops to besiege the capital of Tianqi.

  Yan Shizi and the Crown Prince, along with nine other princes of the emperor, went to the capital gate of Tianqi Country for negotiations with a neighboring country. At first, they just stood silently in front of the gate, even when the emperor and the general of the neighboring country fought, they didn't intend to intervene. However, because the general of the neighboring country spat on the horse ridden by Yan Shizi, in an instant, the general was killed by his own sword, which pierced through his neck.

  Yan Shi Zi looked calmly at the neighboring general whose eyes were wide with shock due to sudden death.

  "You're too dirty."

  Everyone present was stunned, amazed by his unparalleled and extraordinary talent, his profound and subtle elegance.

  He was calm when he was about to be killed by the emperor, but in an instant, he killed the general because of a single drop of saliva that had not yet fallen from the horse's mouth.

  Yan Yi didn't say a word, his ink-colored eyes staring straight at Qian Yu Xian who was still lying on the ground.

  "Yan Shi Zi?" The man saw that Yan Yi didn't respond, thinking he wasn't listening, and raised his head to look at him suspiciously, calling out again.

  A cold glint rose in Yan Yimo's eyes as he gazed at that man with his beautiful phoenix eyes.

  "Take it down."

  As soon as this was said, several men in black clothes flew out from the rooftop of Cai Chun's house and surrounded that man.

  The man was shocked and looked at Yan Yi with a puzzled expression, "Is the young master angry with someone? Please spare my life, Master Yan Shi."

  Yan Yi didn't say a word, his body lightly floated up towards Qian Yu Xian.

  The man immediately came to his senses and said, "If Mr. Yan wants a smaller one, I'll give it to him. Please spare my life, Mr. Yan."

  Yan Yi fell beside Qian Yu Xian's body, without looking back:

  "You mean to say, the woman I want, you also want to have?"

  The man was shocked and immediately knelt down to beg for mercy, "I didn't mean it that way, please spare my life, Master Yan Shi."

  Yan Yi picked up Qian Yu Xian who was still staring blankly at him:

  "Hand him over to His Majesty for disposal."

  The shift was complete, and Shi Yi's body floated up again, flying towards a small alley behind Cai Chunyuan.

  "Yes!" Several men in black bowed their heads and replied respectfully.

  The man immediately knelt down and kowtowed to Yan Shi, "I know I was wrong, please don't let the Emperor deal with me."

  At this time, Yan Yi had already flown far away and would no longer bother with that man.

  When Qianyu Xianhui arrived, she was already on a horse-drawn carriage.

  The carriage is very spacious and even with six people sitting in it, it doesn't feel crowded at all.

  Qian Yu Xian sat in the carriage with her eyes closed, taking deep breaths and slowly digesting the stimulation she had just received.

  After digesting, Qian Yu Xian slowly opened her eyes and looked at Yan Yi who had been staring at her, blinking unnaturally as she said:

  "Uh... thanks..."

  After finishing speaking, he lowered his head and didn't look at Yan Yi's demonic face.

  Time passed by in seconds, but Qian Yu Xian still didn't hear Yan Yi's response.

  Qian Yu Xian furrowed her brow, had she fallen asleep? No way?!

  Qian Yu Xian raised her head to see that Yan Yi was still gazing at her with his beautiful, smiling eyes, his thin lips slightly upturned.