827 The Real and Fake Saintess (3)
Sikong Yunâs mind thundered and went blank. n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
At this juncture, it would be unreasonable if he still could not guess that he had been schemed against. The Saintess had guessed everything correctly. He had really fallen into their scheme. This Little Six⦠was a spy sent by Yan Jiuchao!
Then⦠this man who pretended to be himâ¦
âYan, Jiu, Chao!â The Saintess guessed the other partyâs identity.
!!
How much she had once admired this man was how much she hated him now. It was fine if he did not accept her goodwill, but he actually schemed against her and let Sikong Yun ruin her innocence!
There was only one thought in her mindâkill him!
As she thought this, she did so. Perhaps because she was in a fit of anger, she did not capture Yu Wan, who did not know martial arts, like last time. She went straight to Yan Jiuchao and used a killing move.
Yan Jiuchao flicked his sleeve and used his internal energy to send Yu Wan behind Shadow Six. Shadow Six protected Yu Wan tightly, and Yan Jiuchao caught the Saintessâ move with his bare hands.
Under the powerful hatred, the Saintessâ strength increased by several times. A strong wind blew around her, sending sand and stones flying. The guards and Steward Qian were all so mesmerized that they could not open their eyes.
Sikong Yun also covered his eyes with his sleeve. Just as the two of them were fighting to the death, the Sikong familyâs master appeared.
âStop!â
Accompanied by the Sikong familyâs masterâs shout, an invisible internal energy blocked in front of the two of them like a barrier.
The Saintess retracted her strength in time and took a few steps back. She bowed to the Sikong familyâs head. âMaster Sikong.â
Master Sikong looked at her suspiciously. âWho are you? Why do you know the martial arts of the Holy Temple? Why did you have the aura of the Saintess?â
When the Saintess fought Yan Jiuchao just now, other than wanting to kill him, she also had plans to overflow with energy. Even if her face was not right, her strength was always right.
However, before she could speak, Yu Wan strode out. âSo youâre the thief who stole my secret manual back then!â
Steal the secret manual? In that case, this person had secretly learned her martial arts?
Master Sikongâs eyes turned cold.
The Saintess gritted her teeth. âAlright, you said I learned it secretly. Then why donât you show me a move!â
Yu Wan did not show any panic on her face. She raised her eyebrows and said, âShould I show it just because you asked me to? Donât think I donât know that after you drugged me just now, my meridians will reverse when I use my martial arts.â
It was just making up stories. Who wasnât an expert?
âYouâ¦â The Saintessâs lungs were about to explode. She took a deep breath and looked at Master Sikong. âListen to me⦠Iâm the Saintess, and heâs your biological son, Sikong Yun!â
âDadââ Sikong Yun cried and pounced on Master Sikong, but he was stopped by the guards.
âWhy are you stopping me? Iâm Sikong Yun! Your Second Young Master!â Sikong Yun finished speaking angrily and looked at Master Sikong. âDad, believe me! Iâm really your son! You have a mole on your chest!â
The guards couldnât help but spit.
Master Sikongâs face turned red. He actually exposed such a private matter in public. If this person wasnât his son, he, he, he would chop him up!
âWonât we know if itâs true after we check?â
âYes! Check! Heâs fake! His face is fake!â
Master Sikong looked at Yan Jiuchao suspiciously.
Yan Jiuchao stood there openly. Sikong Yun rushed up and took off his human skin mask.
Uh, it didnât come off? What was going on?
Sikong Yun looked at his empty fingertips. In the next second, Shadow Six reached out and took off his human skin mask.
The Saintess was stunned. âHow did this happen?â
Sikong Yun was also stunned. Didnât the mask on his face fall off? How could he take off another one?
Sikong Yun looked at everyoneâs disdainful expressions and walked to a pool of water. He lowered his head and shone it. âAhââ