The Aloof Lord's Mysterious Wife-Chapter 491: Sixth Sister, Did You Bless Your Mouth or Something?

Seeing their hesitation, Chu Shuo, hands on his hips, angrily declared, "Are you trying to get sick on purpose so you can avoid work?"

The servants quickly denied it, terrified Chu Shuo would dismiss them. They hurriedly distributed the winter clothes and cloaks, wrapping themselves up tightly.

Grand Lady beckoned Chu Shuo over, her gaze warm with a hint of a smile. "Chu Shuo, don’t belittle yourself every day. You have your strengths."

Chu Shuo looked at the storm outside the cave, unable to cheer up. "Grandmother, I wish I were stronger. Then, I could be with Father and Brother, helping them return to the capital." freeweɓnovel.cøm

He had escaped, but what about the Lu family? What about Yanyan? His heart was filled with worry.

Not just for his fiancée, but for the many friends and brothers he had in the capital, including shopkeepers and waiters--now their lives hung by a thread...

And all of this was because of that secret agent!

Thinking of this, he shot the agent another fierce glare.

Grand Lady, however, sighed deeply, more concerned about Chu Huan. "I just hope Third Young Master doesn’t run into any trouble."

Meanwhile, in the outskirts of the capital at Wuli Slope--

Qi Mu was exhausted, her large sword knocked out of her hand, now lying far away.

The wind and snow grew fiercer, stinging her face and making it hard for her to even keep her eyes open.

Around her lay numerous corpses. In the cold of the night, their blood had long since congealed, leaving no rivers of red.

In front of her stood Zhang Mazi, his face full of grief as he looked at the bodies.

"Qi Mu, I just asked them to invite you back so we could get married. Did you really have to kill them all?"

Qi Mu sneered, "Invite? They were trying to kidnap me!"

Zhang Mazi gritted his teeth, clenching his long sword. "So what if they were? Marrying me, is it really so hard for you? I’m the leader of the Lightning Sect--I’m worthy of you!"

Despite the dim light, Qi Mu could still make out the pockmarks all over his face. She couldn’t help but gag, waving her hand. "No way, I just can’t."

If only she had a mirror on hand so Zhang Mazi could see what he looked like.

"Qi Mu, you can! I may not be handsome, but I’m skilled in martial arts and the leader of a sect. I can offer you wealth and status. Marry me!" Zhang Mazi pleaded, his voice full of sincerity.

Qi Mu pointed at her Heaven-Shocking Blade. "If you can lift that blade, I’ll marry you--even if you’re disabled! Otherwise, you might as well kill me, because I will never say yes!"

Zhang Mazi looked at the massive blade and ground his molars. He had already tried to lift her blade when he had chased after her earlier. There was no doubt--he couldn’t lift it.

He was certain Qi Mu was just making excuses to reject him.

How could she dismiss his heartfelt feelings without even a glance in his direction?

"Qi Mu, if you won’t marry me, I really will kill you," Zhang Mazi threatened coldly.

Qi Mu, her internal energy nearly depleted, could hardly stand, let alone dodge Zhang Mazi’s attack.

She shut her eyes, preparing to die.

But suddenly, a golden light flashed overhead, revealing faint runes.

Before Zhang Mazi could look up, something heavy fell from above, and though he tried to dodge, he was too late. The object slammed into him, knocking him to the ground, causing him to vomit blood.

Qi Mu was equally stunned.

It was as if the heavens had sent...

The object groaned in pain, rubbing its backside, mumbling, "What’s going on? Grandmother... Mother..."

Qi Mu’s eyes widened. It was a person!

Zhang Mazi had taken a direct hit, but still had his martial abilities. With a roar, he shoved the young man off him.

He stood, though his insides ached terribly from the impact, clearly injuring his organs.

"Where did you come from?!" Zhang Mazi, enraged, lunged at the boy with his sword.

The boy, seeing the gleaming sword aimed at him, jumped in fright. Noticing the large blade nearby, he instinctively grabbed it, holding it in front of him as a shield.

Clang!

Zhang Mazi’s sword clashed violently with the massive blade, echoing loudly through the snowy night.

But Zhang Mazi froze, unable to strike a second blow.

He coughed up more blood, his eyes wide open, and then his body collapsed to the ground, lifeless.

"??" The young man tilted his head in confusion.

Qi Mu, watching him fall from the sky, pick up her blade, and kill Zhang Mazi with internal energy, felt her heart racing.

That fortune teller had been right!

Her destined one really was the person who could wield the treasure and save her in her time of need!

She knew it--how could that pale scholar Chu Huan be her match? No, someone like this young man, so skilled in martial arts, was her true match!

"Sir, I don’t know how to repay your life-saving kindness. I can only..." Qi Mu trailed off, trying to imitate lines from romantic tales, but she couldn’t bring herself to say the phrase "offer my body in return."

The boy heard her, turning his head.

Their eyes met.

Now that they were closer, they could clearly see each other’s faces.

Both were shocked.

"Third Young Master Chu?!"

"...Big Blade Qi?"

Chu Huan initially felt only a pain in his rear, but upon seeing the woman, he suddenly felt a burning in his cheeks as well. Overwhelmed by psychological shadows, he instinctively scooted back, fearing that Qi Mu might take offense and hit him in the face.

Qi Mu’s racing heart calmed instantly. She plopped down, regaining her strength: "What did you just call me? Big Blade Qi? You are so rude, do you have any manners?"

"My apologies, I’ve offended you," Chu Huan quickly replied, carefully sheathing the treasured sword back in its place. The Chu family had already had enough misfortune tonight; he certainly didn’t want to add to it.

Internally, he silently wept: Sixth Sister, did your mouth get enchanted or something? He had been avoiding Qi Mu for fear of encountering her, not daring to leave the city, yet he never expected to be transported here by that teleportation array...

What a calamity...

Qi Mu glanced at the large blade before shifting her gaze to Chu Huan. "You’ve been absent for a few days, and you’ve suddenly become so skilled that you could kill Zhang Mazi in one blow?"

Chu Huan looked at Zhang Mazi’s corpse and replied, "I haven’t practiced any internal skills. I just happened to hit him hard, injuring his internal organs. It’s likely he used his energy to amplify the injury, which caused him to die suddenly."

Qi Mu rolled her eyes at him. "What a case of a blind cat stumbling upon a dead rat... Anyway, thanks for tonight!"

Hearing her expression of gratitude, Chu Huan was momentarily stunned, then muttered, "No need to thank me; as long as you don’t hit me, I’m fine."