Chapter 85: Chapter 73: Ruining Her Good Fortune? Ye Ming’s Terror
In the Drunken Immortal Residence, within the private room on the top floor of Celestial Building No. 1.
Jiang Lan, dressed in immaculate white robes, sat cross-legged on a mat as ethereal mist swirled around him, rising to his knees.
Naturally, the commotion outside did not escape his senses. He was actually quite surprised. At a time like this, who would be so reckless as to try and assassinate him?
’Shouting about avenging his brother? An accomplice of Lin Fan?’
A knowing smile played on his lips.
"Young Master, there’s an assassin outside..."
Chu Chan, whose face was flushed from the wine, seemed to sober up considerably. Her beautiful eyes narrowed in thought.
Her cultivation had not yet reached the Fourth Realm, and for someone to dare assassinate the Son of the Prime Minister, they must be confident in their abilities.
With her strength, she naturally couldn’t be of much help.
’But this could also be... a golden opportunity for me. If I could block a blow for Jiang Lan at a critical moment, it would be more effective than anything else.’
Su Qinghan was also surprised that someone would be so bold as to try and assassinate Jiang Lan on the Drunken Immortal Residence’s territory.
However, she only glanced at Jiang Lan and said nothing. With Jiang Lan’s unfathomable power, what assassin could possibly harm him?
She figured that past assassins who had targeted Jiang Lan had probably all died mysterious, despair-filled deaths.
"Su Qinghan, you venomous bitch with the heart of a viper! Malicious and vain, you’re a social climber who conspired with an outsider, secretly became pregnant, and murdered your own fiancé..."
"Today, I will avenge my brother for this bitter grievance! I’ll kill you first and use your blood as an offering to his spirit in the heavens!"
Suddenly, a cold, angry shout echoed from outside the private room.
Accompanied by a surge of immense power, the Array outside was instantly destroyed, and a man with his face concealed by a black cloth and a sinister glint in his eyes rushed in.
The expression on Su Qinghan’s cold, composed, and incomparably beautiful face froze for a moment, becoming a little stiff.
’He’s actually coming for me?’
Without a second thought, she flicked her slender, jade-like hand, and a string of crystal-clear Treasure Beads flew out, flaring with a brilliant light as a blazing radiance erupted from them.
Each bead seemed to manifest a Treasure Skill as Runes crisscrossed, forming a domain map to block the intruder.
However, what surprised Su Qinghan even more was that although the man had burst in cursing her name, he was actually charging toward Chu Chan on the other side.
Chu Chan was also stunned. ’He’s cursing Su Qinghan but trying to kill me? What’s going on?’
Of course, she was no pushover. Although her cultivation was inferior to Su Qinghan’s, she had trained diligently for years and was by no means weak.
From her delicate hand, a flash of brilliance shot out—a piece of mist-like Light Silk that unfurled like a bolt of white cloth, piercing through the air to intercept the attacker.
In his hand, Ye Ming held a short black club. Its rough, uneven surface emanated a primitive, natural aura.
With a flick of his wrist, he swept the club sideways, knocking away Chu Chan’s attacking Light Silk.
At the same time, a wave of black light surged forward to counter Su Qinghan’s Exotic Treasure.
"Who are you?"
Su Qinghan called out, realizing the man’s strength wasn’t as great as she had initially thought.
However, Ye Ming didn’t answer. He only glanced at Jiang Lan, a look of surprise on his face.
From beginning to end, Jiang Lan had remained seated, unmoving, his expression calm and unperturbed.
’With such a huge commotion going on outside, how can he remain so composed? Isn’t he afraid?’
’This arrogant, domineering rich heir doesn’t seem as cowardly as I imagined.’
Moreover, for some unknown reason, looking at Jiang Lan’s expression, a terrifying figure faintly emerged in Ye Ming’s mind.
’How could it possibly be that person...?’ He shook his head, not having the mental space to dwell on it.
His target wasn’t Jiang Lan. He knew full well that the man certainly had no shortage of life-saving treasures, and a direct assassination attempt would likely fail.
BOOM!!!
As he swept his club, a blast of black light erupted, striking Chu Chan. She let out a muffled grunt and was sent flying sideways, a trickle of blood seeping from the corner of her mouth.
"Su Qinghan, no one can save you today..."
Ye Ming roared, his killing intent chilling, and strode forward as if to finish her off for good.
Chu Chan wiped the blood from her lips, her heart sinking. ’He doesn’t recognize Su Qinghan? Did he mistake me for her?’
But in the next moment, her expression faltered. A calm, brief message was quickly transmitted into her ear.
"Miss Chu Chan, I mean you no harm. I am a friend of your future Saintess, and I’m here today to save you from this pit of fire."
"Don’t make a scene. Stay calm and follow my instructions, and you will be unharmed."
’Future Saintess?’
’The Chi Yao Sect currently has three candidates for the future Saintess, though?’
’And who is he?’
Chu Chan didn’t have time to think further. She just found it laughable. She had already resolved not to be the same pushover she once was—the kind person who was bullied, persecuted, and whose good deeds went unrewarded.
’But this presumptuous, reckless man had to come and ruin her plans.’
In the next instant, the rough club was pressed against her slender, snow-white neck, looking as if a little more pressure could snap it in two.
’Did he get the wrong person?’
Su Qinghan watched this unfold with a quiet intensity. She had been about to strike again but held back.
Since the man had mistaken Chu Chan for her, she certainly wasn’t foolish enough to correct him.
’She felt a little bad for Chu Chan, but then again, she found the woman annoying for sticking so close to Jiang Lan the moment she arrived. It might be good for her to suffer a bit.’
"You venomous woman, how could you betray my brother Lin Fan’s deep affection for you by conspiring with an outsider to murder him?" Ye Ming demanded, his voice trembling with righteous fury.
