It had to be said that Qin Anlan's exceptionally handsome appearance
had also earned Qin Anlan quite a few points.
People were all visual creatures.
Even True Person Ziwei, who had lived for several centuries, was no exception.
Qin Anlan was tall and slender, with a handsome face, refined features, and an elegant bearing. He was a famed beautiful man of the Heavenly Flame Empire.
Even though Ye Qingyun's matter had caused True Person Ziwei to develop quite a few prejudices against Qin Anlan,
at this very moment, facing such a handsome and dashing man with extraordinary speech and a suave demeanor,
True Person Ziwei simply could not summon up the slightest feeling of disgust from the depths of her heart.
Looking at Qin Anlan before her, so courteous and carrying an air of aloofness,
True Person Ziwei truly found it difficult to connect him with the utterly evil, sinister, and treacherous villain Ye Qingyun had described.
True Person Ziwei had lived for several centuries and could be considered widely experienced.
If someone was putting on airs, presenting one face in public and another behind the scenes, that was not impossible either.
Fortunately, she had not come today to investigate Qin Anlan's character, but because of something far more important.
"Young Lord of the Divine Marquis, I came here today because I wish to beg the Young Lord..."
Before True Person Ziwei could finish what she was about to say,
Qin Anlan waved his hand and said calmly, "True Person Ziwei, did you come here today because of your disciple Ye Qingyun?"
"Indeed."
"Ye Qingyun is young and reckless, ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth, and he offended the Young Lord of the Divine Marquis."
"I am willing to apologize to the Young Lord of the Divine Marquis on his behalf. I only hope that the Young Lord can show mercy and spare him this once."
As she spoke, True Person Ziwei rose to her feet and bent at the waist toward Qin Anlan.
Setting aside their respective statuses,
for a mighty expert at the Peak Saint stage to come humbly begging Qin Anlan like this was already giving Qin Anlan more than enough face.
"True Person Ziwei, you overstate it."
Qin Anlan nodded slightly, remaining as calm as still water. "Young people having a bit of a temper is understandable."
"This Young Lord is not the sort to refuse to let things go after gaining the upper hand, insisting on driving that boy Ye Qingyun to his death."
"How about this? As long as Ye Qingyun is willing to kowtow three times to this Young Lord and apologize,"
"I can pretend this never happened."
"This..."
True Person Ziwei fell into hesitation.
After pondering for a moment, she nodded and agreed. "In that case, many thanks to the Young Lord of the Divine Marquis for your magnanimity."
With Ye Qingyun's matter finally resolved, True Person Ziwei let out a breath of relief.
The two chatted idly for a few more moments.
Little did they know that Ye Qingyun, lying in the death cell, had already seen everything with perfect clarity.
Through a special Bronze Mirror, Ye Qingyun watched coldly and took everything in.
As he watched, his body trembled without cease.
His eyes were bloodshot, and the fury filling his chest nearly burst out of his body.
That face of his, which had originally been fairly presentable, had long since twisted out of shape from extreme rage.
True Person Ziwei's polite smile looked to Ye Qingyun like the shy coquettishness of someone humoring Qin Anlan.
True Person Ziwei's courteous expression, even the way she bent at the waist before Qin Anlan, became deliberate attempts to draw close to him in Ye Qingyun's eyes.
The pain in Ye Qingyun's heart was beyond words.
True Person Ziwei was the master Ye Qingyun respected most.
Her voice, appearance, and every aspect of her had long been carved into Ye Qingyun's mind.
That peerless face was something Ye Qingyun ordinarily did not dare profane in the slightest. Only in the dead of night would those unrealistic thoughts in his heart surface in his mind.
As his master, True Person Ziwei had actually met privately with Qin Anlan, his irreconcilable enemy, at such a time—and they had even chatted and laughed together.
Judging by the expressions on their faces, they seemed like old friends who had not seen each other for decades.
Ye Qingyun had come from humble origins and had suffered countless scornful looks from childhood to adulthood.
Thus, his self-esteem was exceedingly strong.
What he hated and loathed most was being deceived and betrayed.
Three days ago,
when Qin Anlan had attacked and beaten Ye Qingyun until he had no power to fight back,
True Person Ziwei had stood by with folded arms, showing no intention whatsoever of helping Ye Qingyun.
That had already made Ye Qingyun dissatisfied.
And now,
she actually dared to secretly meet Qin Anlan in private.
That completely ignited the fury in Ye Qingyun's heart.
"Heh heh, this is the Number One Female Expert of our Heavenly Firmament Academy, this is your wonderful master, Ye Qingyun."
"I never expected True Person Ziwei to be this kind of person."
"To cling to the Young Lord of the Divine Marquis's thigh, she was willing to sacrifice her beauty."
Just then, a mocking voice rang out.
Luo Feng put away the Bronze Mirror in his hand. The mocking, teasing smile on his face was already impossible to conceal.
"Bullshit! Bullshit from your mother's filthy dog mouth!"
"Luo Feng, stop spouting nonsense here and slandering my master."
Hearing Luo Feng's words, Ye Qingyun, already filled with fury, finally exploded.
His eyes seemed to spit blood, and unconcealed killing intent filled his gaze as he stared fixedly at Luo Feng, as though he wanted to tear Luo Feng into ten thousand pieces.
Unfortunately, this killing intent posed no threat whatsoever to Luo Feng.
Luo Feng sneered with utter disdain. "Whether it is nonsense or not, you know perfectly well in your heart."
"Perhaps your master sacrificed her beauty merely to save your life."
"In my view, it will not be long before you can leave this place."
"Do you want to know why?"
"After your master, True Person Ziwei, becomes the Young Lord of the Divine Marquis's woman, you will be the Young Lord of the Divine Marquis's disciple. Naturally, the Young Lord will not blame you."
"Hahaha..."
With a smile full of mockery, Luo Feng tossed out those jeering words.
Before Ye Qingyun could say anything more, Luo Feng strode away.
He gave Ye Qingyun no chance at all to bite wildly like a mad dog.
"You beast, Qin Anlan, you beast."
"I will not let you off. I will never let you off."
Ye Qingyun desperately pounded on the door of the death cell.
However, what awaited him was the protective formation surrounding the death cell.
The powerful electric current shocked Ye Qingyun onto the ground, making him howl without end.
Curses continued to spill from his lips, while the tangible fury in his eyes seemed capable of slicing Qin Anlan apart tens of millions of times.
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