Do You Like Me That Much? Miss Villainess

Inside the city lord's mansion, lights blazed brightly.

In the main hall, several officials looked at the documents on the table, frowning silently with helpless expressions.

Bang!

The sound of a gavel exploded as the woman in the main seat suddenly stood up.

"City Lord."

The officials looked worried.

"This matter..."

The woman called City Lord waved her hand, clutching the documents as she paced back and forth in the hall, her expression very ugly.

"That saintess said she won't change her schedule."

The fox clan official bowed and said.

"Nonsense!"

The Great Xia spies moved mysteriously and came aggressively, yet she still stubbornly insisted on her own way, refusing to listen to advice. Thinking of this, the City Lord's face showed displeasure:

"Those spies even have seventh-rank among them, specifically to eliminate our clan's geniuses. You told her this—doesn't she understand?!"

"My lord, she has her own thoughts..."

The fox clan official was helpless.

"No matter what thoughts she has, can they be more important than her life?" The City Lord casually threw the documents back, her gaze dark: "I can understand wanting to build reputation, but doesn't she know what's more important?"

'Could it be that she wants me to intervene?' The City Lord pondered Mu Qinglan's thoughts, finding them incomprehensible.

'That's not right. If I intervene, she'll also be questioned by the council of elders…'

Does she really have a solution?

The hall fell quiet, with only the sound of the City Lord's pacing footsteps echoing.

"City Lord..."

Several subordinates looked at her expectantly.

"No matter what, we must make some gesture. This is the most talented saintess in Canghai City—nothing must happen to her!"

The City Lord made her decision.

This saintess had such high talent, a purple destiny trait, and could crush assassins of the same rank. If she reported to the inspector and requested an audience, it would be quite reasonable.

The inspector was supposed to come the day after tomorrow.

But if she sent someone with a message, perhaps the inspector could arrive in time for when those humans made their move.

Then that little saintess's life would be saved.

And she would receive commendation.

With this thought, the City Lord sat back down, closed her eyes and ordered: "Have the dove clan send someone to find the inspector."

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In the night, a gray-robed figure leaped across rooftops.

She seemed to have excellent lightness skills, covering several meters with each step. Her movements were agile and varied as she darted through the shadows. For a long time, no one discovered her.

The gray-robed figure landed outside a mansion.

Climbing over the wall, the gray-robed figure melded into the shadows and walked inside, but heard noisy arguing from the study:

"Are you afraid?"

"I'm not afraid. The saintess should be the one who's afraid."

"I don't care, you're just scared."

"Fine, I'm scared. Can I not go out tomorrow?"

"Coward."

"You!"

"Go back. There's serious business tomorrow, and besides, I didn't grow up eating grass."

A few seconds later, the gray-robed figure heard an angry door slam as the maid huffed out.

The gray-robed figure shook her head: 'Sounds like Sister Mu's style.'

After the study quieted down, the gray-robed figure quietly approached, turning her ear to carefully listen to the movement inside.

Being a former Skyreach Tower assassin, she was cautious about identifying people.

Otherwise she'd end up like the Crown Prince.

Trusting the wrong person without knowing it.

"Come in." A calm voice came from the room.

Zhu Yan held her breath, wondering if this was a bluff. She had specifically trained her breathing to be long and subtle, blending with the night wind—logically no one should be able to detect her.

But then she suddenly felt something pat her little bottom.

She turned around to see a pitch-black tentacle standing there.

Zhu Yan's mood was complicated.

It was clearly just a tentacle, yet she could sense something triumphant about it.

It was definitely Sister Mu—she had seen this move before, though it hadn't used tentacles to spank her bottom…

Zhu Yan breathed a sigh of relief and pushed the door open: "Sister Mu?"

The girl in the wheelchair nodded calmly.

After Zhu Yan closed the door and removed her hood, Mu Qinglan looked at the gray-haired girl whose expression was somewhat restrained and chuckled: "Miss Zhu Yan found me so quickly? I thought no one could guess I chose the demon clan faction."

Zhu Yan turned her head aside: "If Sister Mu hadn't made a move, I wouldn't have guessed either."

Mu Qinglan looked at the now somewhat unfamiliar gray-haired girl, her heart stirring as she pushed her wheelchair slowly forward.

She smiled slyly: "Does Miss Zhu Yan still recognize me now?"

"..."

Zhu Yan fell silent.

Although she was certain the white-haired girl before her was the Sister Mu who occasionally had a mischievous streak but was mostly gentle and considerate.

But under the Human Gate's cognitive blocking effect.

She did indeed find the white-haired girl's young, cute face somewhat unfamiliar.

This made her feel even more confused—she should be very familiar with her, but her appearance seemed strange, like some noble young lady who could be admired from afar but not approached.

The unfamiliar girl gently hugged her.

Zhu Yan's face reddened.

"It has a refreshing feeling," Mu Qinglan mused thoughtfully. "I could try doing this to others next time."

Zhu Yan's expression stiffened again.

"I met the Crown Prince," Zhu Yan brought up business. "He's also in this Human Gate ceremony and brought two death warriors with him, but I've already killed his two death warriors."

"Those two from before?"

Zhu Yan nodded.

"Mm... the Crown Prince, that's an unexpected bonus."

Mu Qinglan pondered, glancing at her and thinking perhaps she really could get some preliminary revenge in the Human Gate?

She shook her head:

"I won't bother with him. I don't have anything to discuss with him anyway."

Zhu Yan told her everything about her conversations with the Crown Prince these past two days without any concealment, and at the end expressed her desire to confront the Crown Prince and get some initial revenge.

"You decide for yourself."

Mu Qinglan nodded. She never cared about such trivial matters.

After a little while, Zhu Yan quietly took her leave.

She didn't try to persuade Mu Qinglan not to go out tomorrow, because she knew she couldn't change her mind. She just told her everything she knew.

Like the strength of the court spies, how many there were...

For instance, those two people that day were both human faction ceremony participants, because they were also newcomers.

Mu Qinglan listened, her eyes flickering.

After a long while, the candlelight went out.

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That day, the weather was overcast with strong winds.

The numerous court spies dispersed like water drops merging into the ocean, lurking along the route where Mu Qinglan would return from visiting that saintess.

That street was full of Great Xia people.

By the alleys, in teahouses, between shops—almost every corner of that road had a Great Xia spy watching.

Su Yunfan supported Wan Hong and glanced at the street:

"Now no one can escape even with wings."

Wan Hong frowned, feeling his chest starting to hurt again: "Will she really come?"

Thinking from her perspective, if he knew so many people harbored ill intentions toward him, he definitely wouldn't go out.

"According to information, she's already visited another eighth-rank."

After discussion, the spies chose not to strike on her way there.

They still planned to attack on her return route like when the two brothers struck before, but this time it wasn't two ninth-ranks working together, but five seventh-ranks leading twelve eighth-ranks attacking together!

This was also their show of force.

With this level of power, he couldn't even imagine how they could lose.

Could she instantly kill seventeen of my experts?

"Then I'm relieved."

Wan Hong breathed a sigh of relief. Ever since being crushingly defeated by that demon clan saintess, he had become somewhat dispirited.

Because she was simply too strong, so strong it was despairing. Even when his brother, that Hundred Flowers Banquet's first place, sparred seriously with him, the oppressive feeling wasn't as strong as back then!

So even with his injured body, he insisted on coming.

He had to see her downfall.

Otherwise he wouldn't be satisfied.

She was just a demon—what gave her the right!

While the two were talking, under everyone's gaze, the gate of the saintess mansion by the street slowly opened, and the familiar whimpering cries came out again.

It seemed all fox demns cried like this.

The moment the gate opened.

Countless gazes from open and hidden positions focused on it simultaneously.

The next moment, several Great Xia spies shot out like arrows from bowstrings, blades flashing coldly as they swung directly at the white-haired girl in the wheelchair!

Seeing this scene.

Many demon clan civilians were terrified and fled in panic.

Officials from the city lord's mansion stood in the distance, clenching their fists, thinking that if she really couldn't handle them, they'd help even if it meant being punished by the council of elders.

Xiao Zi beside Mu Qinglan widened her eyes even more.

The intense killing intent formed millions of needles, making all her hair stand on end.

One seventh-rank and two eighth-rank—three experts flashed to the girl's side, raising their weapons as fierce wind sounds accompanied their strikes crashing into the shadow membrane that instantly emerged around the girl!

Clang!!

Sparks flew from the blade tips. Though it was a semi-transparent membrane, its shape didn't change at all.

The three experts' faces changed.

How was this possible?

However, the membrane didn't stop there.

In the instant when the three masked seventh-ranks' old force was spent and they hadn't had time to withdraw their blades and strike again, three shadow whips broke through the air.

The whip shadows were extremely fast with flexible trajectories, instantly striking heavily against the three men's chests, sending them flying in exactly the same manner as the assassin from the day before yesterday.

The three men's bodies curved almost like shrimp.

Ejected like projectiles.

They shot into nearby buildings, collapsing several walls with clouds of dust rising.

This stunning reversal left everyone who saw it mentally crashed, babbling incoherently.

Even seventh-rank... couldn't do anything to her?

Wan Hong spat out blood, his face pale.

"Is this all the human race has?"

At this moment, the white-haired saintess in the wheelchair smiled lightly, her voice alluring:

"So weak."

"Attack together!" The remaining four seventh-ranks exchanged glances and all rushed out.

The numerous eighth-ranks immediately followed.

Instantly, various weapons—swords, axes, hammers—flashed coldly, accompanied by wind so fierce it could make one cry, all smashing down together.

The cold light was almost blinding.

'Can they kill her?'

Wan Hong stared intently at that direction, but couldn't help using a questioning tone.

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He had been deceived by someone playing weak twice already.

He had psychological trauma.

Hearing this terrifying wind sound, Mu Qinglan understood in her heart that with just her own power, though she wouldn't be directly killed by this wave of attacks, she might still suffer minor injuries. Xiao Zi behind her definitely had no chance of survival.

So.

She softly called a name in her heart:

'Ah Qi.'

The moment her words fell, the shallow black barrier in front of the white-haired girl solidified several times over, making it almost impossible to see the situation inside.

Clang! Clang! Clang!!

Countless weapons fell on the barrier.

Sparks exploded as weapons carrying various martial techniques—Thunder Slash, Molten Fire Hammer, Breeze Sword, and others—struck that shadow curtain. The moment they made contact, the energy contained within instantly disappeared without a trace.

Several people were shocked—what kind of demon magic was this?

After devouring that violent energy, countless crimson eyes opened on the shadows, extremely eerie.

Then, as if triggering some counterattack, shadows like ocean waves swept the surroundings.

Instantly swallowing several spies who couldn't dodge in time.

Not even bones remained.

This scene left the several Great Xia spies stunned in place.

The two human ceremony participants were equally bewildered.

'Is this seventh-rank... or... sixth-rank?'

Su Yunfan's adam's apple bobbed.

Wan Hong shook his head with a dazed expression. He completely couldn't understand the current situation anymore.

Investigate!

They had to thoroughly investigate when they returned!

How could such a powerful demon clan saintess be completely unknown!

This must be the demon clan's conspiracy. For some terrifying scheme, the demon clan had hidden this person... this demon, just to deliver a fatal blow to humanity at a critical moment!

Fortunately, he had decisively attacked her two days ago and discovered all this!

He had achieved great merit!

While the two were bewildered.

Ah Qi wasn't idle either.

Although the things eaten in the Human Gate had no nutrition, due to her nature, Ah Qi still liked to swallow moving things into her stomach and watch them stop moving.

So countless shadow tentacles burst from the curtain, carrying blood-red eyes, instantly swallowing and devouring several spies.

The spies fled in panic.

At this point, no one was thinking about killing genius anymore.

Escaping was important!

Send word back! They had to send word back! Quickly request the Southwest Chief Inspector from Great Xia!

Shadows wove like a black tsunami, instantly swallowing half the street. Everything that had shown killing intent toward Mu Qinglan was eaten wholesale by Ah Qi.

Inside the curtain.

Xiao Zi's expression was serious, her legs trembling, clearly because today's events were so beyond imagination that her brain was fried.

The city officials in the distance were also dead silent.

"This is her confidence?" Several people's mouths were dry as they looked at each other.

In the distance.

The City Lord was respectfully leading a tall woman, quickly heading this way.

"My lord, this way, this way. That one is a saintess of rare talent, invincible among eighth-ranks of the same level, but she's been targeted by human spies trying to eliminate our clan's future. I'm afraid we need you to..."

"To..."

"To..."

"Hm?"

Reaching the street, the City Lord was stunned and began wondering what these masked flies running around everywhere were.

There were even seventh-ranks among them!

The tall fox clan woman looked at the slender figure massacring in the distance, flashing through her age information in her mind, her gaze flickering twice before also falling silent for a moment.

Then she turned to look at the City Lord.

"You said she's a candidate saintess from your Canghai City?"

"Is... she?"

The City Lord had been very certain before, but now she really wasn't confident anymore.

Sorry, you're just too outstanding. I don't dare acknowledge you, good sister.

The inspector waved her sleeve and pretended to be angry:

"What candidate saintess—this 'is' our clan's Saintess! You have eyes but can't recognize Mount Tai! Why aren't you quickly introducing me to the saintess?"

"?"

The City Lord stared wide-eyed at the inspector, not knowing what to say. After a long while, she bowed, impressed in her heart.

No wonder she held high office!