Gu Yang, an undercover agent of the Stone Soul Clan. The Ancient Jade is in jeopardy.
Hun Mieba
Those few forceful words imprinted themselves in Gu Xun'er's eyes.
Gu Xun'er's relaxed expression froze instantly.
Her pupils contracted sharply, then widened again, as though she could not digest this sudden revelation. Her lips, thin as cicada wings, stiffened, several times trying to form words without producing a single complete syllable.
"Ling Ying... Ling Ying!"
Gu Xun'er shouted. Her body swayed uncontrollably, and she instinctively reached for the edge of the table. Her fingertips whitened with the force of her grip, her joints cracking.
"Young Miss!"
A ghostly figure shrouded entirely in black robes appeared instantly in Gu Xun'er's room, then dropped to one knee with his right hand over his chest.
Seeing Ling Ying appear in the room, Gu Xun'er recovered a little clarity from her blank mind. She pointed at the letter on the table, letting him read it himself, then turned away and slowly calmed her heart, which was bouncing wildly in her chest.
Ling Ying frowned, rose, and walked to the table. Two slips of paper lay there, one unfolded and the other still folded.
Looking at Xun'er's faintly trembling back, he could not help letting his thoughts wander.
The young miss has grown up. The peerless beauty of the Gu Clan Goddess has become ever more enchanting. Those exquisite curves and that noble, otherworldly bearing are rare indeed. That trash from the Xiao Clan is truly unworthy of her.
The clan leader is right. The young miss really should reflect on herself and not forget her status.
Without thinking further, he picked up the still-folded letter.
Thud!
The instant he read its contents, Ling Ying's legs went weak, and he collapsed to the floor.
The few words