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Three meters, two meters, one meter...

Qiu Tu and the long case are getting closer and closer...

At the very instant when the two completely overlapped!

Qiu Tu, however...did not stop.

As if he hadn't seen the long table or the battle plan on it, he took three steps at a time, passed by the long table, and went straight to Princess Huiming's bed.

Arriving at Princess Huiming's bedside, Qiu Tu leaped onto it, buried his fluffy head in the pillow, and let out a series of contented purrs before closing his eyes and drifting off to sleep...

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at the same time....

On a hillside not far from the camp, Huiming and Ruolan stood side by side, the night wind blowing through her long, black hair.

Her gaze pierced through the night, calmly fixed on her tent embroidered with a dragon.

Ruolan stood half a step behind her and asked softly, "Your Highness, it seems... the Cloud Cat God King really is alright."

"Neither the Noble Phantasm reaction nor real-time monitoring detected any abnormalities."

"It seems he didn't send any messages out in any way."

"When she passed by the long table just now, I thought she was going to peek at the battle report, but in fact, she didn't even use her mental energy to touch the long table..."

"This shows that she really wasn't interested in the battle plan..."

Huiming did not reply to Ruolan's words.

In the darkness of night, her unfathomable phoenix eyes became incredibly deep...

Five or six seconds passed like that.

Hui Ming slowly began to speak, “Although my intuition has always told me that there is something wrong with her.”

"But... after these few days of testing, he really does seem to have no problems at all."

It was as if he was convincing himself that Huiming was noticeably more active tonight than usual.

She said, "I'm not someone who likes to make judgments based on intuition."

"Since there are no problems with her memory, no problems with our connection, no problems with her personality and habits, and she hasn't betrayed me even after such a test."

"Then I am willing to believe her as before."

At this point, Huiming paused for a moment, then said, "Of course... everything depends on the results from the 'Royal Court' and Qiu Tu's side today..."

"If there are no problems over there either."

"Qiu Tu did not receive any tips, so Yunmao is definitely safe."

After speaking, Princess Huiming seemed to realize that she had said too much, and then decisively stopped talking.

Ruolan's ability to become Princess Huiming's personal lady-in-waiting clearly demonstrates her keen ability to read people's expressions and moods.

So, feeling somewhat awkward upon seeing Princess Huiming, she promptly changed the subject.

She asked, "Then Your Highness... what about 'Chaotic Western Capital' and Lord Lan Zhan...?"

Clearly, the battle reports mentioned in the camp were not simply meant to deceive Qiu Tu.

Upon hearing Ruolan's words, Princess Huiming's expression became even more serious.

She spoke authoritatively, "Without that woman's intervention, the fate of 'Chaotic Western Capital' is sealed."

"Mu Xin is just struggling in vain."

"However, we initially intended to keep him alive, but since he's so eager to die, let's grant his wish..."

At this point, Princess Kaguya paused, then looked up at the moon with her hands behind her back, and said softly, "Judging by the time... the royal court should have a result by now, right?"

Upon hearing Kaguya's words, Ruolan immediately lowered her head sensibly and said, "I'll go and ask right away."

After saying that, she bowed and then walked backwards away from the hillside.

After she left, Huiming looked up at his tent again...

In the brightly lit camp, her tent stood out conspicuously.

Through the tent, she seemed to see the white cat lying peacefully asleep on her bed...

He looked incredibly relaxed, as if he didn't care about any of the major events unfolding that night...

For a fleeting moment, even the usually resolute Princess Huiming showed a rare hint of confusion...

'Could it be... that my intuition is wrong?'

'Should I really believe him...?'

Thinking this, Princess Huiming remained silent for two seconds before whispering to herself,

Let's see what the outcome is on the Wangting side first...

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at the same time.

The royal court was destroyed. Blackflame City, the abandoned library...

A dozen or so dark figures were silently closing in...

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Chapter 903 A formidable enemy ahead, pursuers behind! (Seeking monthly votes)

Under the blood moon, the abandoned library, entangled in withered vines, resembled a dilapidated ruin, utterly desolate.

The howling night wind whipped up dust from the ground, swirling it around, as the twelve dark figures, in pairs, silently surrounded the abandoned library from all directions.

They came in all shapes and sizes, including fat people, thin people, children, men, and women, but what they all had in common was their imposing presence.

Moreover, they seemed confident in tonight's operation, exuding an air of masterful composure and ease...

Clearly, this was a powerful expert from the God King realm, specially summoned by Ghost Face.

Upon arriving at the perimeter of the abandoned library, a tall, burly man with a face full of scars said to a little boy with a ponytail beside him, "Ghost Face is being a bit too cautious."

"Just to capture an ordinary god-king, they've managed to gather all 12 of us together."

Hearing the fat man's words, the little boy said with a grin, "This mission caught His Highness's eye and attracted his attention. He was worried about something going wrong, so he did everything perfectly, which is understandable."

"Hopefully... tonight's opponent will be interesting, so I can have some fun and enjoy myself."

"Otherwise, it wouldn't be fun."

Upon hearing his words, the fat man grabbed a handful of nuts from his pocket with his large, fan-like hand, threw them directly into his mouth, and began to crunch them loudly.

As he chewed, he muttered, "Pervert..."

As they spoke, the two stepped into the abandoned library through the main entrance, and the other experts from various directions did the same, some entering through side doors, some through windows, and some from the rooftop...

Like ghosts lurking in the shadows, they silently sealed off all escape routes from the building...

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at the same time.

The rooftop of the abandoned library.

Zeki's gaze, like two beams of cold moonlight, fell upon the black cloth box presented by the Shadow Division member.

She didn't move or speak, as if she hadn't heard what the Shadow Member said.

Upon seeing Zehime's state, the Shadow Member also keenly sensed that something was amiss.

Fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his breathing became somewhat rapid. Even... his arms, which were holding the box high, began to tremble slightly. It was unclear whether this was due to nervousness or fatigue from maintaining the same posture for so long.

When he realized that Zeki really didn't want to take the box from his hand, he finally couldn't hold back anymore.

So, in a hoarse voice, he tentatively called out, "Your Excellency, Special Envoy?"

Upon hearing his words, Zhao Ji, standing in front of him wearing a silver mask, gave a cool "hmm".

The shadow member looked at her, grinned sheepishly, and said, "The box..."

Upon hearing his reminder again, Zhao Ji finally took action.

But instead of reaching out to take the box, she suddenly took a step forward.

step.

With just one step, a net-like treasure that flew out from the shadows behind her missed its target!

"what?"

In that instant, a soft "Eh" sounded behind her, and then a member of the Shadow Division wearing a ghost mask appeared not far behind her.

It was none other than the Ghost Face God King.

Emerging from the shadows outside the wall, the Ghost-Faced God King stood in the dark red moonlight. His exaggerated mask reflected an eerie light, and his eyes, peeking out from beneath it, were filled with curiosity and astonishment.

He looked at Zhao Ji, then exclaimed, "I didn't expect you to be able to sense it in advance?"

"They've got some skills."

Upon hearing Ghost Face God King's words, Zhao Ji's eyes were like a deep well, calm and still. She turned around, looked at Ghost Face God King, and said in a cold voice, "It's because your trap is too clumsy."

The Ghost-Faced God King was clearly buying time for the other eleven experts, so upon hearing Zhao Ji's words, he chuckled twice and then spoke.

"Since it's so bad, why didn't you realize it until the very last moment?"

"Instead of fleeing beforehand?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Ji fixed her cold eyes on the Ghost-Faced God King and said calmly, "Because... you are too weak. Even if you use traps, you cannot pose a threat to me."

"So, I don't need to run away at all."

Upon hearing Zhao Ji's words, the Ghost-Faced God King couldn't help but chuckle.

He felt that the person in front of him was really good at showing off. He himself was already a guardian god king, belonging to that small group of people standing at the pinnacle of the world.

There aren't many god-kings who can reliably defeat themselves through the six major methods.

Moreover, she had laid a trap for this person tonight, sending out 12 level-four or higher God Kings at once, yet the other party claimed they posed no threat to her.

Could it be... that the opponent's strength is comparable to that of a high-level God-King?

Thinking this, Ghost Face couldn't help but want to laugh even more.

However, having been in charge of the Shadow Division for many years, he had already developed a strong sense of self-control.

So even though he had a million complaints in his mind, he still didn't say them.

He simply smiled at Zhao Ji and said, "It's too early to talk about whether this trap can threaten you."

"I hope that you can still be this confident after this is all over."

Upon hearing Ghost Face God King's words, Zhao Ji gave him a cold look and then said, "Aren't you just waiting for your 11 hidden companions to surround you?"

"Their presence was like a candle flame in the dark, clearly visible."

"It's completely useless."

If Zhao Ji's sharp words just now only made the Ghost Face God King chuckle in disbelief...

Now that Zhao Ji has clearly revealed her first trump card, the Ghost Face God King's heart tightened slightly.

The fact that the opponent remained so calm even after discovering his twelve god-kings suggests he possessed powerful trump cards and reliance.

Could it be... that this special envoy, "Qiu Tu," has become this powerful?

Although Ghost Face had discussed Qiu Tu's strength with the Mad War God King a few days ago and thought that this kid should not be underestimated, after actually fighting Qiu Tu head-on, he still felt a lot of unease inexplicably.

What exactly is Qiu Tu hiding, and what are his trump cards?

Just then, as Guilian was in shock, Zhaoji spoke again.

She gave the Ghost Face God King a deep look, then said, "However, I'm in a good mood today, so I'll let you off the hook for now."

"You must remember to be grateful."

After speaking, Zhao Ji raised her hand, turning her finger into a sword, and gently slashed in front of her. The next second, a terrifying spatial rift appeared in front of her.