"How did you know I was outside?" Daiqisi asked somewhat sheepishly after entering the tent.
Song Qingshu shot her a fierce glare and said irritably, "First, Pucha Qiucao was disguised to look like you. Other than you, who else would do something so pointless? Second, you must have been quite pleased with this masterpiece of yours. How could you resist watching from the side to see how things developed? Third, with my martial arts, it wasn't difficult to sense you hiding outside."
"Ohhh~" Daiqisi deliberately drew out the sound. "So you knew I was outside all along, yet you kept quiet and deliberately let me eavesdrop, all to satisfy some unspeakable fetish buried deep inside you."
Song Qingshu's face heated up as he snapped, "We're discussing your problem right now. Stop trying to change the subject."
"What problem do I have?" A lovely curve rose at the corner of Daiqisi's lips. "I let you enjoy such a beautiful young girl without having to bear any moral burden. You should be thanking me."
"Thanking my ass!" Song Qingshu flared up. "Is Pucha Qiucao some ordinary young girl? Her father commands nearly half the Imperial Guard in Daxing Prefecture. One wrong move could set both our families against each other. Did you ever consider the consequences?"
"Of course I did. I even prepared a way for you to clean up afterward," Daiqisi replied dismissively.
"Oh?" Song Qingshu looked at her in surprise. "And how did you plan to handle the aftermath?"
"How else? Just kill her. That settles everything. Then find somewhere to bury her and announce that she went to look for her fiancé, Yang Guo. As for why she never appears again, the martial world is vast. Running into bandits or some shady inn is perfectly normal, isn't it?" Daiqisi