After saying all that, Xiuhe seemed to lose every ounce of spirit. She suddenly wilted.
She knew that once she revealed the secret of the Innate Yin-Yang Scroll, there would be no turning back.
And with the Third Young Master dead, the Second Madam would never let her go.
After all these years as the Second Madam's confidante, carrying out her orders, Xiuhe knew her character all too well. She was cold by nature and utterly ruthless.
Apart from the Third Young Master, Zhuang Haiwen, she had never truly cared about anyone.
For the sake of profit, she would sacrifice anyone she could at a moment's notice—even Zhuang Zongye, the master of Crossblade Manor!
But after a while, Xiuhe relaxed instead.
Now that she had told him everything, fleeing was her only path. Perhaps never having to return to the Second Madam's side, where she spent every day trembling as if treading on thin ice, was a kind of release.
All that remained was to see whether Li Yun would keep his word and let her go.
But she doubted he would.
The Martial Armory alone was tempting enough. Add the Innate Yin-Yang Scroll, which had brought about the Extinct Blade Sect's downfall, and the prize was enormous. How could Li Yun possibly let her go?
He would surely kill her to make certain the news never got out.
If it came to that, she would have to play her last card.
Little did she know, Li Yun's thoughts were in turmoil too.
My hunch was right!!
There's another treasure hidden in the Martial Armory. It must be the Innate Yin-Yang Scroll!
But where is it?
He began replaying the Martial Armory in his mind, frame by frame, overlooking no detail.
He had done this before.
And found nothing.
But