The man in charge understood what Xue Fuyao meant. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "My lord, the y-young master Xue's Bond Contract isn't here. It's..."
Before he could finish, a longsword pressed against his neck. Just a little farther forward, and its blade would slit his throat.
Xue Fuyao's icy voice rang out. "Think carefully before answering my question. Where is the Bond Contract?"
Feeling her undisguised killing intent, the man's knees buckled, and he dropped to the ground. His voice trembled as he said, "Young Master Xue's Bond Contract is in—in Jiangbei City up ahead."
Xue Fuyao did not believe him. Instead, she turned to Xueheng beside her. Only after seeing him nod did she put away her sword.
Then she grabbed Xueheng by the back of his collar and kicked off, flying straight toward Jiangbei City with him.
"Brother Xue Heng..."
Mu Wei wanted to follow, but how could her speed possibly compare to Xue Fuyao's? Before she could even finish speaking, Xue Fuyao had already flown out of sight with Xueheng.
Only after Xue Fuyao left did the man in charge breathe a sigh of relief and get up from the ground. Looking up, he saw Mu Yao staring blankly into the distance and instantly found an outlet for the anger he had just swallowed. He said acidly, "You're a condemned sinner. How could you compare to him? Stop dreaming. Even if someone blind enough really wanted to buy your freedom, the grain they'd need would cost a fortune. There's no fool like that in this world."
Hearing his words, Mu Yao lowered her head, which had been turned toward the distance. Where no one could see, her once-clear eyes, once so full of innocence, brimmed with endless resentment.
She could not understand