Someone was cultivating here.
It was Yan Qing, the peerless prodigy of the Yan Clan.
Yan Qing was breathtakingly beautiful, with dark hair cascading over her shoulders. Her white robes were pristine, her skin fairer than snow. She sat cross-legged, Grand Dao Laws surging around her as though she were comprehending some Dao technique.
Hua Yunfei walked up and stood before Yan Qing, simply watching her.
Yan Qing was utterly unaware that someone stood before her.
"What are you planning to do?"
Shi Zhanti, perched on his shoulder, was very curious why Hua Yunfei had come looking for Yan Qing.
The cultivators of the Imperial Court were searching the entire world for them. Yet instead of honestly staying put at a time like this, Hua Yunfei had risked coming to find Yan Qing. Shi Zhanti felt certain Hua Yunfei was up to no good.
"Didn't I say I wanted to slap the Imperial Court in the face? If we only steal things, wouldn't that just be the Black Hand Organization's usual style?" Hua Yunfei said, looking at Yan Qing as the corners of his lips slowly curled upward.
"What are you planning to do?" Shi Zhanti asked curiously.
Hua Yunfei said, "If we steal things, the Imperial Court may lose face, but only on Emperor Star. The outside world won't know."
"What I want is for all the heavens to know!"
"That'll anger them, won't it?" Shi Zhanti said. "Could it lead to bad consequences?"
Hua Yunfei glanced at Shi Zhanti. "We've already stolen the bodice, and you're still worried about consequences?"
Shi Zhanti chuckled. "Seems like that's true."
After saying that, he suddenly reacted. "Wait, now that you mention the bodice, I remembered—you still haven't given me the Purple Bodice. Are you trying to keep it for yourself?"
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