Ambush and Counter-Ambush

The Yellow-robed Woman's delicate brows gradually rose. She asked in disbelief, "Are you sure it was him?"

"Absolutely sure!" The Courtesan Queen began trembling all over. "The face powder I used today was rather distinctive. This fragrance can't be found anywhere else, yet he had my scent on him..."

As the Yellow-robed Woman listened, she suddenly thought of something. She opened the food box Song Qingshu had brought and discovered that there were three sets of bowls and chopsticks inside. Her expression finally changed.

"The water's here~" Song Qingshu entered carrying two cups of tea. Noticing that the two women looked somewhat strange, he asked curiously, "What's wrong with you two?"

"Nothing." The Yellow-robed Woman forced a smile. "Hurry and bring the water over."

"Coming~" Song Qingshu eagerly trotted over. Just as he was wondering how to find an opportunity to probe the relationship between the two women, a sudden change occurred. A flash of cold light appeared before his eyes, accompanied by a wave of killing intent rushing straight at him.

He instinctively raised the cup to block it, but the porcelain cup exploded into fragments in less than the blink of an eye. That streak of cold light continued forward without pause...

The room quickly fell silent. Song Qingshu tightly pinched the tip of the thrusting sword between two fingers. Looking at the sword's owner, he blurted out, "Are you insane?"

The Yellow-robed Woman snorted coldly, her voice as icy as iron. "Who exactly are you?"

The incident had happened so suddenly that Song Qingshu had not reacted at first. Only when she asked did he realize that his identity could no longer be concealed. After all, how could a mere young eunuch possess such martial arts?

Taking advantage of his momentary distraction, the Yellow-robed Woman flicked her