Chapter 482: Chapter 168: Holding a Sister in Arms for a Kill! Has the Wheel of Fortune Turned? (10,000-Word Mega Chapter, Subscription Requested)_1
"Miss Yun, Taoist Priest Xing Fengzi..." The tension and worry were evident on the face of the Little Banner Officer from the Heavenly Observation Bureau as he gazed at the lifeless area ahead, "Daoist Fan Wu ventured alone into the tiger’s den. Are we certain that nothing unpredictable will occur?"
His primary concern was, in fact, alerting the enemy inadvertently, but this couldn’t be voiced publicly; doing so would seem quite emotionally unintelligent.
In the Little Banner Officer’s planned scenario, they were supposed to scout the enemy’s strength and weakness first.
Then return to devise a detailed plan.
Yet...
Daoist Fan Wu had unexpectedly walked straight into their midst!
This was something the Little Banner Officer had not anticipated.
It was completely beyond his expectations.
Taoist Priest Xing Fengzi replied, "Daoist Fan Wu must have his own judgements. The petty sorceries of those wicked practitioners can hardly harm even a single hair on Daoist Fan Wu."
Indeed!
Although Taoist Priest Xing Fengzi had spent only a brief time with Fan Wu, he had been influenced by Yun Jiuqing to become a devoted "cheerleader" of Fan Wu’s—just like her!
The reason for the quotation marks was that their words about Fan Wu sounded like flattery.
But in reality, what they said...
Was all true!
In Taoist Priest Xing Fengzi’s eyes, Daoist Fan Wu was someone capable of contending with an Evil God! Compared to an Evil God, what was a mere practitioner of sorcery and witchcraft?
Yun Jiuqing also spoke, "All we need to do is wait here for Daoist Priest Fan for a little while."
She paused.
Then Yun Jiuqing added, "Actually, there’s no need to call for higher-level reinforcements. Since Daoist Priest Fan has decided to intervene, those evildoers are essentially fated to meet only one end."
The Heavenly Observation Bureau Little Banner Officer: "..."
Hearing Taoist Priest Xing Fengzi and Yun Jiuqing’s lofty praise of Fan Wu, the Little Banner Officer wasn’t sure whether to believe them or not.
After all, it sounded quite incredible.
But then again, one of them was a junior Taoist priest from Di Zu Guan, and the other was the noble daughter of a feudal lord. Such uniquely positioned individuals seemed to have no reason to fib to a mere Little Banner Officer.
Could it be...
Could Daoist Fan Wu, by his lone power, truly eradicate this cabal of evildoers that had been in hiding for years?
The Little Banner Officer from the Heavenly Observation Bureau felt as if he were in a dream today!
The series of events encountered were like runaway wild horses.
Completely beyond his control.
Oh, that’s not right...
As a minor officer in the Heavenly Observation Bureau, he probably couldn’t control such a situation in the first place.
So...
What could he do now? He could only wait with his men here, observing silently. If any sounds of a skirmish came from inside, they could only storm in and see if they could rescue Daoist Fan Wu.
Or perhaps, just as Taoist Priest Xing Fengzi and Yun Jiuqing said, by Daoist Priest Fan’s own strength, he could settle this matter—it was a possibility.
...
While the Little Banner Officer was lost in his thoughts,
Inside a cottage deep in the mountains,
Fan Wu had only been waiting for a short while before someone approached. Even before the person set foot through the door, Fan Wu could detect a light, fragrant scent.
Clearly, it was not natural body fragrance but rather a deliberate floral scent added to someone’s person.
Turning his head toward the door,
Fan Wu saw a woman carrying a wine jug and two cups, walking in casually.
The woman’s figure appeared lithe and slender, her skin not so pale; it held the healthy glow of light wheat.
Her clothing seemed very simple at first glance, just a thin gauze garment draped over her shoulders. The semi-transparent garment hardly concealed the undergarments beneath,
Especially since those undergarments were worn so casually it seemed as if a light tug might strip them away.
The woman’s bare feet dexterously closed the door of the cottage, securing it shut in an instant.
Her pretty face carried a slight smile,
And an alluring charm.
The woman placed two cups on the table and poured wine from the jug into them. Her voice was soft and sweet as she spoke, "Dear sir, my surname is Murong, and my given name is Wan. I am the daughter of a hunter household in these deep mountains."
Picking up a cup, she held it with both hands and extended it to Fan Wu, smiling, "After your long journey into the mountains, you must be exhausted in both mind and body. Why not relax a little with this cup of fine wine?"
Having said this, she seemed to want to draw closer to Fan Wu to hand him the cup more easily.
Yet, after taking only a few steps, she suddenly stumbled, her bare foot twisting, and she couldn’t help but cry out.
The wine in the cup she was holding spilled all over her, drenching her semi-transparent garment and making it cling to her smooth skin. Her body uncontrollably fell toward Fan Wu.
Half of her torso collapsed into Fan Wu’s lap.
The mixture of light floral and wine scents wafting from her seemed to stir an instinctual desire at any moment—how strange the fragrance was!
