Li Zixin was feeling a little uneasy. Earlier, someone downstairs had tried to stop him from coming up, but he forced his way through. He’d expected to find a bunch of women upstairs—but there was only one person. A man. He sat behind a curtain, face obscured. Yet Li Zixin instinctively went quiet and waited…

…Where am I right now? Hua Rongyue sat on a chair, outwardly calm, inwardly panicking like crazy. After a while, someone suddenly appeared in the room. Their movements were so light and fast that people with poor eyesight wouldn’t have seen how they got in. “Six Doors has indeed issued the order to surround the…

Hua Rongyue blinked her eyes open. Her vision was blurry, but she could tell she was lying in a carriage—and she’d woken because someone was trying to undress her. The sudden movement startled the person beside her. Despite being half-dead, Hua Rongyue stubbornly raised a hand to push them away. Once she had done that,…

The Six Doors agents under the bridge were starting to panic. Their commanding officer was still up on the bridge, and no one dared to act rashly without orders. Many people looked toward the eldest woman present, searching her face for a decision. The question at hand was simple—should they save her, or not? From…

Hua Rongyue was still deep in her “fight,” though in truth she was already exhausted. Sweat had begun to bead on her forehead. After all, even if she wasn’t in any real danger from this staged battle against dozens of opponents, putting on a convincing and thrilling show still required real effort. She spotted Head…

As the final act of the evening, Head Constable Jin naturally wouldn’t appear on stage right away. Instead, he stood at a distance, observing Hua Rongyue’s every move from across the river. He was curious—curious enough to want to see firsthand what kind of strength she truly possessed. He found a quiet place on the…

“This is a good sword. Whose is it?” Hua Rongyue asked with a glance. “Uh… it’s mine,” Li Zixin replied, dead serious. “Come on, I remember your sword doesn’t look like that,” Hua Rongyue laughed. “It really is mine. Ask anyone else if you don’t believe me,” Li Zixin insisted. “Everyone’s using similar ones.” Really?…

When Hua Rongyue approached, she saw that the dancer was already red-faced and furious—more explosive than a lit fuse on a bomb. She knew this dancer had been on the verge of a “breakdown” for days—was it really wise to provoke her like this? Hua Rongyue tread lightly, barely drawing attention from anyone present. She…

These past few days, Hua Rongyue had been repeatedly indulging herself on various flower boats, eating and drinking to her heart’s content. The Six Doors no longer assigned troublemakers like Wang Lingchao to “stir things up.” But to Hua Rongyue, every time she stepped into an inn, with her posture and aura, it usually took…

Wang Lingchao didn’t really understand what Hua Rongyue meant—he was just angered by her indifferent attitude. As for someone like Wang Lingchao, Hua Rongyue didn’t give it much thought. There are always people in this world who habitually shift the blame for failure onto others. And if someone can’t see that clearly, no amount of…