Ex-Wife is a Big Villainess
Chapter 604 - 301: A Thousand Faces, Everyone Acts - Part 2

Chapter 604: Chapter 301: A Thousand Faces, Everyone Acts - Part 2

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In the dead of night, the dilapidated temple was illuminated by the bleak moonlight, casting twisted shadows silently onto the crumbling walls.

There were seven people inside the temple.

All of them were wearing masks, members of the Heaven’s Shadow Organization.

Compared to usual, this gathering was a bit more lively.

Apart from Hu, there was Yeying in black robes with a silver bird-shaped mask.

It also included the scandalously dressed fox, Meiniang.

The once-brazen Black Monkey was not here—because Jiang Shouzhong had killed him.

"Black Monkey is really dead?"

A man with a cat-face mask asked in a deep voice.

As the steward of Luo Mansion, Hu nodded:

"According to the investigation, Black Monkey’s real identity is Rong Yuhe from the Liushan Division; he was exposed by that kid Jiang Mo and died on a ship."

"Tsk, that’s really unexpected."

The man with the cat-face mask glanced at Meiniang, who was arranging her hair, and sneered,

"I heard that in Qingzhou, you, this saucy woman, almost died at the hands of Jiang Mo, but Black Monkey saved you. Now that Black Monkey is dead, you don’t seem to be sad at all."

"Sad?"

Meiniang giggled and said, "Actually, I’m very sad, so sad that my lower parts are crying. Do you want to see? Or you could taste it too—it’s quite salty."

The man with the cat-face mask snorted coldly: "Such a slut."

"I was always a slut."

Meiniang showcased her long legs for all to see, her fingers delicately stroking her flawless skin, "Honestly, which woman in this world isn’t saucy? They’re all just pretending. Right, Yeying sister?"

Meiniang’s eyes shifted towards Yeying.

Yeying remained silent.

Hu frowned and said, "Enough, let’s talk business."

The man with the cat-face who was about to continue his mockery shut his mouth.

A man with a pig-faced mask said in surprise, "Is this kid called Jiang Mo really that impressive?"

"Indeed impressive, I heard he saved many people in Qingzhou." Someone sighed, "A hero emerges from youth."

"Humph, what’s the use of being impressive? He’s still a fugitive now."

Sitting next to Meiniang, a man with a snake mask sneered, "I witnessed the entire Ran Family wedding. This kid’s master is Yan Changqing and he’s also entangled with the Sect Leader of the Sky Demon Sect. The court has long seen him as a thorn in its side."

Hearing the snake-faced man’s words, the others pondered thoughtfully.

Those who could attend the Ran Family wedding were either well-known figures from the Jianghu or high-ranking nobles.

If one were to investigate the guest list carefully, the identity of the snake-faced man wouldn’t be hard to guess.

"This kid really enjoys the blessings of many," the man with the pig-face mask said with a tone full of teasing and derision.

Of course, one could also hear the thick envy.

Meiniang scoffed, "He enjoys the blessings of many because the Ran girl is too cheap. Her own man ran off with someone else during their wedding, and yet she’s still thinking about chasing after him.

As far as I know, Ran Qingchen has already left the capital secretly and gone to the Ten Thousand Mountains. If any of you are interested in her, you might consider secretly intercepting her on the way."

Ran Qingchen left the capital?

Yeying, accustomed to hiding in the shadows, was surprised to hear this.

She had been planning to visit the Ran Family in a few days as Princess Yingmo to discuss some matters with Ran Qingchen and casually reveal that Jiang Shouzhong was at Huoyun Mountain.

Unexpectedly, the woman had gone straight to the Ten Thousand Mountains.

This was indeed troublesome.

Hu’s gaze swept over the others in the temple and he spoke calmly,

"I’ll get straight to the point. There’s new intelligence about the Imperial Mausoleum of the First Emperor; it seems the Crown Prince already has some clues. Have any of you heard about this?"

The Imperial Mausoleum?

Everyone looked at one another.

Yeying was even more shocked.

At this point, she understood why the Crown Prince had suddenly returned to the capital.

It turned out he had discovered clues to the First Emperor’s relics.

The man with the cat-face mask glanced at Meiniang’s deliberately exposed fair thigh and began to mock,

"Rumors about the First Emperor’s relics pop up almost every year, with no clear distinction between truth and fiction. If you want to hear them, I can mention hundreds of rumors."

Hu said, "How about the recent rumors?"

The man with the cat-face mask put his hands behind his head, leaned back in his chair, and stretched, "Then that’s something I’m not quite clear about."

"Hu wouldn’t happen to be wondering if this relic is related to the One-Line Sky Nether Spring?"

At that moment, a man wearing a deer-faced mask suddenly spoke.

Hu’s eyes sparkled as he stared intently at the man, "Bailu, it seems you know some clues."

This member called Bailu, was a newcomer who had joined after Black Monkey’s death.

Even Hu could not guess his true identity.

With his arms folded in front of his chest, Bailu’s voice was cold, "Of course, I know. However, what do you plan to trade for this information, Hu?"

"What do you want?"

Hu looked at him.

Bailu flicked his finger lightly, and a wax pill landed in Hu’s hand.

After pondering for a moment, Hu nodded and said, "We can make a trade. Come to Phoenix Perch Pavilion at noon tomorrow, and I will have someone deliver the item to you."

"Straightforward."

Bailu took out a letter from his bosom and tossed it to Hu, "I don’t know many clues; they are all in here. As for their authenticity, it’s fifty-fifty, Hu. You’ll have to discern for yourself."

Having said that, Bailu left the ruined temple.

Hu put away the letter, his gaze inadvertently pausing on Yeying, then he said, "Does anyone else have any information about the Emperor Qin’s relics?"

No one spoke.

Hu indifferently said, "You may trade as you please. I won’t accompany you any longer. Farewell."

Whoosh!

Before the others could react, Hu’s figure vanished from the spot.

Not long after Hu had left, Bailu suddenly re-entered the ruined temple and asked those present, "By the way, does anyone know where Leng Jing, the eldest daughter of Tianqing Manor, is hiding?"

"What a coincidence, I know."

Meiniang said with a charming laugh, "I’ll tell you this piece of information for free. She is with Jiang Yi."

"Thank you."

Bailu glanced at the licentious woman and left.

The remaining few exchanged some information and then left the ruined temple one after the other.

Yeying deliberately slowed her steps, waiting in the alley outside the temple. When Meiniang came out, she spoke indifferently, "You seem to be very familiar with Jiang Mo and Ran Qingchen."

Meiniang replied with a coy smile, "Is Yeying trying to probe my background?"

"Does your background still need probing? The last time in Qingzhou, you exposed yourself as number five of the Shadow Assassin Organization. However, it’s quite amusing that a killer like you stripped naked, gave others a free show, yet almost lost your life."

Yeying’s tone was unhurried and carried a hint of mockery.

Meiniang burst into laughter, her neck’s scenery undulated, "How does it sound to me like there’s a hint of jealousy? If Yeying is envious, you can also strip and fight. But with that figure, I doubt many people would take a look."

Yeying gave the woman a deep look and said softly, "Believe me, you’ll die a terrible death."

"Does a killer fear death?"

Meiniang flicked her long hair and strode past with her long legs.

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Meiniang, like a cat moving silently through the night, quietly snuck past the guards and entered the courtyard.

Back in her room, Meiniang removed the mask from her face and lit a candle.

"Saucy woman..."

Meiniang’s fingers gently pressed against her lips, her tongue teasing out, her gaze becoming hazy.

She casually picked up the candle and walked with a graceful gait to the bronze mirror next to the wardrobe, examining her body in the dim light.

The scant clothing she wore slipped lightly to the floor.

"It’s true, I am saucy indeed."

Meiniang’s eyes burned with fervor as she lifted the candle higher, tilting it slightly.

The hot wax began to drip slowly...

The next moment, the woman tilted back her head, biting down on her lips to stifle the sound of either pain or pleasure.

After a while, hurried footsteps suddenly came from outside.

The woman’s gaze gradually cleared.

She picked up a towel, wiped her body clean, donned simple clothes, and sat at the vanity table, tidying up her hair meticulously and pinning it up with a wooden hairpin.

"Knock knock..."

An urgent knocking sounded at the door.

The woman got up and opened the door.

The maid outside bowed and crisply said, "Madam, the young mistress has gone missing, and the old madam asks for your presence in the hall."

A look of surprise crossed Zuo Su’s face: "Qingchen is missing?"

The matron then spoke anxiously, "What is that girl thinking? I told her not to run off."