203: Discovered

Then, the Sword Saint flicked his wrist, returning the Sword to his back while carefully tucking the small knife into his robes.

Seeing the group about to leave, Nan Qingyue reacted quickly. She immediately left the courtyard and quietly followed them, wanting to see what they were up to.

At this moment, Nan Qingyue had a premonition that her master must be connected to these people.

After Li Changfeng entered the Gao Family estate, these reinforcements from Mulan Manor suddenly appeared, and there had been no news of Li Changfeng since.

After all, this group was far too strange, and Nan Qingyue wanted to uncover their identities.

"I hope Master isn't in their hands," Nan Qingyue thought, her face grim. A sharp glint flashed in her eyes as she watched the Sword Saint in the distance.

At that moment, the carriage drawn by four Dragon Steeds gradually disappeared from view.

The Sword Saint and the Third Young Master traveled together, both sitting in the carriage.

In her haste, Nan Qingyue's foot slipped, and she fell from the roof.

There was a loud crash.

This caught the Sword Saint's attention, and he abruptly turned his head to look toward the source of the sound.

As the Third Young Master and the Sword Saint stared at Nan Qingyue nearby, a cold glint flashed in the Third Young Master's eyes.

"Who are you?" the Third Young Master asked, his brow furrowed as he glared intently at Nan Qingyue.

The sudden appearance of a figure on this Long Street was bound to raise suspicion.

But when Nan Qingyue steadied herself and looked up, she was startled.

The Sword Saint and the Third Young Master were already standing before her. The Third Young Master gripped a Sword tightly, his face dark and a cold glint in his eyes as he stared her down.

"You again?" the Sword Saint said coldly, naturally recognizing the woman.

"Who are you?" the Third Young Master questioned in a cold voice.

Hearing this, the Third Young Master was curious. Did this woman and the Sword Saint know each other?

This girl was truly fair and pretty. Speaking of which, the Sword Saint had good taste; this lass was even better.

"It's nothing, nothing. We're just passing through, just passing through," Nan Qingyue said, stepping forward with a playful smile.

Nan Qingyue didn't want to cause trouble and tried to bluff her way out.

She had originally intended to follow them and see what was happening, but she hadn't expected to expose her tracks and be discovered.

But who would have thought... "Sword Saint, do you know this person?" The Third Young Master turned back to the Sword Saint, seeking an answer.

"We've only met once," the Sword Saint said with a calm expression, not taking the matter to heart.

However, the Sword Saint was somewhat curious as to why this girl had appeared here.

He had clearly let her go just now, so why did she follow them?

Did this girl have some ulterior motive?

"Just met once? So your relationship is quite ordinary then?" the Third Young Master asked tentatively.

The Sword Saint didn't say much, only giving a slight nod.

The Third Young Master had originally wanted to strike immediately, but if this person had some connection to the Sword Saint, acting rashly would be unwise.

But now that he was certain, he no longer had any misgivings.

"Passing through? This is the West Street of the Gao Family, the most remote area. What are you doing here?" The Third Young Master didn't believe her at all.

A strange smile curled on the Third Young Master's lips; this girl obviously had an ulterior motive.

She must have another purpose, though he didn't know it yet.

The Sword Saint watched the scene quietly, his expression calm.

"Exactly, I really am just passing through. You have to believe me. This isn't a place just anyone can come to, right?" Nan Qingyue explained with a smile.

In truth, Nan Qingyue didn't want to reveal her identity, and even less did she want these two to know her objective.

Otherwise, the consequences would be quite troublesome.

"Do you think I can believe those words!" The Third Young Master's eyes lit up as he pressed forward, Sword in hand.

The Third Young Master was naturally suspicious, and after hearing this, he was even more certain.

This Nan Qingyue definitely had another goal. She thought she was hiding it well, but there were flaws everywhere.

"I'll take my leave first, you two," Nan Qingyue said with a slight smile, immediately turning around.

These two were not easy to deal with. If she stayed any longer, there would likely be no benefit.

Thinking of this, Nan Qingyue couldn't wait to leave.

"What's the rush? Leaving already?" The Third Young Master curled his lip and stepped forward, blocking Nan Qingyue's path.

Nan Qingyue was a beauty; it would be a pity to let her go just like that.

At that moment, a wicked thought occurred to him. It would be quite nice to capture such a beauty and make her his little plaything.

Thinking of this, the Third Young Master's lips curled, and he couldn't help but chuckle.

"I'm off! May we never meet again. Goodbye!" Nan Qingyue had no Battle Intent and turned to run.

"Running won't be that easy!" the Third Young Master grinned, laughing wildly. His face then darkened, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

"Run? You can't run!" Suddenly, a loud shout echoed from the air.

As soon as the words fell, a large amount of Qi suddenly surged onto the West Street. This Qi gradually condensed, transforming into a Purple Mist.

In the blink of an eye, the Purple Mist condensed into a twenty-pace-wide Poison Gas Formation.

The Ancient Trees on both sides of the street withered instantly upon being touched by this Purple Mist poison gas.

"The Poison Arts of the Yunzhou Tang Family?" Nan Qingyue's pupils constricted as she spoke coldly.

But how did this person know them?

Could this person be from the Tang Family?

But something wasn't right; this shouldn't be a skill he possessed.

"Who exactly is this person?" Nan Qingyue's brow furrowed, a bad premonition rising in her heart.

Suddenly, the Third Young Master held his Sword, with over twenty people following behind him.

When the Sword Saint had acted earlier, all of the Third Young Master's men had disappeared, but now, the Mulan Manor disciples had all returned.

Moreover, these Disciples followed behind the Third Young Master with great coordination.

"So you finally decided to come back?" the Third Young Master said, his face dark as he took a sharp breath.

"Young Master, we went to find reinforcements, we didn't run away. Please forgive your subordinates for being late," the Mulan Manor disciples quickly apologized.

At this point, the Third Young Master didn't want to waste words. "Fine, capture this person for me."

"Yes, Young Master," the Mulan Manor disciples quickly replied.

The Mulan Manor disciples raised their hands, and suddenly the day turned to night as the Purple Mist spread out.

Everywhere it went was permeated with a thick Death Qi.

"Little beauty, we can't let you run away," the Third Young Master sneered.

The Third Young Master snorted coldly and suddenly swung his Sword. "If you catch her, I will reward you handsomely!"

Upon hearing this command, a group of Black-robed Men charged forward together, wielding Long Sabers and radiating intense Evil Qi.