All three wore masks that blocked divine sense, concealing their true faces.
Their Cultivation Levels, however, were slightly higher than his.
Zheng Fourteenth had always presented himself as being at the mid Golden Core stage, but his Cultivation Level had actually reached the late Golden Core stage. Realizing he was no match for these three, he turned to flee.
Who would have thought a Formation Disk would fly from one man's hand and trap him inside a formation?
What the three had not expected was that Zheng Fourteenth could even unravel formations. Had their masks not concealed their faces, they would certainly have shown their surprise.
Everyone in the residence said he owed his accomplishments to his sister. Now, it seemed that was not entirely true.
At the very least, no one had known that the fourteenth young master understood formations.
It seemed he usually kept a great deal hidden. At that thought, their movements grew even faster.
None of the three had imagined that the ordinarily unremarkable fourteenth young master could harbor such deep schemes.
What they had thought would be a simple mission had suddenly reached an awkward impasse.
Just then, Zheng Fourteenth heard light footsteps outside the door.
Everyone heard him shout, "Sister, if you don't get over here, I'm going to die!"
Only then did Zheng Eleventh push open the door. She curled her lip. "So this is the strength you've been hiding."
Then she waved at the three. "Stop."
The three bowed to Zheng Eleventh, then leaped out through the window.
Zheng Fourteenth's expression was dreadful. He could not help asking, "How did you see through me?"
Zheng Eleventh scoffed. "You left too many holes. Was playing the fool fun?
"The biggest giveaway was probably kidnapping Qiao Zirong today. You overdid the stupidity."
"I had