Chu Qing did not want the Princess Consort to become the wife of a bandit chief.
Mm... at least, not for now.
The Princess Consort was radiant, noble in temperament, and shapely. Though she was already another man's wife, she still stirred the heart and soul.
Yet when he saw her itching to make a move, she seemed rather excited.
A thought stirred in Chu Qing's heart. "Princess Consort, if you want to be the wife of a bandit chief, how about I kidnap you?"
The Princess Consort burst out laughing, like a bright young maiden.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
Although he knew there were enemies, Chu Qing still sped up and raced out of the city.
The Princess Consort naturally jogged after him.
Only:
As Chu Qing ran, he sensed his surroundings, trying to find anyone harboring killing intent.
Yet he could not sense anything at all.
An expert.
As expected, an expert.
Very few people could conceal their killing intent before him and follow him without a sound.
This opponent was likely even more terrifying than Mao Shisan, that Imperial Palace eunuch.
Atop an Earth Tower in the Tenth Ring:
Several higher-ups from Human World and In the Red Dust were warming wine and drinking tea.
Beside them, singing girls crooned away, singing of a maiden's tender feelings and a young man's admiration.
There were also dancers performing barefoot, their jade-white toes moving back and forth across the red carpet, a pleasing sight to behold.
"With Zuo Yan making a move this time, that Chu Qing is dead beyond doubt!"
One of Human World's higher-ups wore an excited expression.
"Once we beat Chu Qing to death and peel off his human skin, we can cultivate another expert."
"By the way, did you make things clear to Zuo Yan?