Chapter 31: Chapter 32 - 32 Get Lost

A trace of fear surfaced on Qian Faliang’s gaunt, triangular face, and his ugly bean-shaped eyes also bulged.

He thudded to his knees, raising his hands and beginning to kowtow.

“Master, I didn’t! I’m wronged!”

Qi Yue stared at the back of Qian Faliang’s head, wanting to slash him with a knife but felt it would dirty her hands.

She pondered for a moment and then adopted a conciliatory posture.

“Wasn’t it you who informed those people of Zhao Xiyan’s exact location?”

“It wasn’t. This servant would never dare to deceive the master, nor show disrespect to you!”

“Oh, I believe you wouldn’t dare,” Qi Yue hummed lightly, “if I find out it’s you, then forget about getting the antidote. By this time tomorrow, I want all of those people’s accomplices dead, fail to achieve this, and you might as well die yourself!”

Qian Faliang shuddered twice and collapsed on the ground.

“Yes, Master!”

Qi Yue slightly curled her lips, walked away carrying the firewood chopping knife, and casually waved it in the air a few times, producing a “whoo whoo” sound of metal ringing.

The just-standing Qian Faliang saw this and immediately dropped back to the ground.

“Devil… She’s a devil!”

Muttering, he scrambled up and ran away like the wind.

This scene happened to fall into the eyes of Qi Fengzhang.

Watching Qian Faliang tremble, he disdainfully spat.

“What trash? Dares to hit me!”

He had come looking for Qi Yue, wanting to discuss with her the matter Bai Jiahui hadn’t finished talking about that day.

These past few days, he had come to understand.

His good niece was falling for Zhao Xiyan.

With this, his leverage should be even more valuable now, haha!

Feeling pleased, he walked toward the camp of the Zhao Family, eagerly sniffing the air for the scent of roasting Baishalong.

He should be able to enjoy some meat tonight! he thought.

As darkness gradually fell, Qi Yue’s heart was also not very bright.

Although she had blackmailed Qian Faliang with the antidote, she always felt that he would not just let it go.

Killing him was easy, but Zhao Xiyan’s safety was more important.

Those five men clearly had accomplices, and it was unknown what they would do next.

She hoped Qian Faliang wouldn’t take risks with the antidote.

She silently added a stick to the fire and looked up at the distant mountains, another doubt surging in her heart.

Qian Faliang knew the importance of the antidote to himself, so why did he attack Zhao Xiyan?

Could it be…

Just as an answer was on the verge of emerging, an annoying voice suddenly rang out behind her.

“My dear niece, why are you here alone?”

Hissing, Qi Yue clenched her teeth, really wanting to throw the chopping knife in her hand!

Qi Fengzhang immediately noticed the Baishalong ribs on the fire, his mouth almost watering.

He shuffled closer to the fire, his face full of ingratiating smiles.

“Would you like your uncle to keep you company?”

Qi Yue forcibly suppressed the anger in her heart; she had just been about to reach a conclusion, but this old nuisance interrupted her, and she couldn’t remember anything.

“Get lost!”

Qi Fengzhang hesitated, his feet not moving.

“Dear niece, I am your uncle, what’s wrong? Are you in a bad mood? Did that kid Zhao Xiyan upset you?”

Running out of patience, Qi Yue immediately lifted the chopping knife at her feet and fiercely swung it at him.

“Who’s your niece? Get lost!”

Qi Fengzhang quickly dodged the blade, his anger rising.

“Qi Yue, you dare to kill your own uncle? You ungrateful wretch! Believe it or not, I will reveal all your secrets!”

Seeing Qi Yue retract the knife, Qi Fengzhang thought she was really scared and became even more arrogant.

“Qi Yue, give me the Baishalong meat, and I’ll leave immediately!”

He looked around, then lowered his voice.

“Everything that dead woman and Guan Yidao told me, if Zhao Xiyan finds out, will he still want you? Think carefully about it.”

Qi Yue nearly laughed.

What exactly did Bai Jiahui hear?

Or did she spice up the story for Qi Fengzhang?

Why is he so delusionally confident!

She raised the firewood chopping knife expressionlessly, her cold eyes fixating on Qi Fengzhang.

“Are you going to scram or not?”

It was then that Qi Fengzhang panicked, quickly took two steps back, and ran off in disarray.

His posture was not much different from Qian Faliang’s when he had fled in haste.

Qi Yue snorted, tucked the firewood chopping knife into her bosom, and grabbed a lamb rib to gnaw on.

“Dream on if you think you’re getting my lamb!”

If it hadn’t been for her wanting to find out who had been sending money to Qi Fengzhang, she would have chopped him already.

Just those few words she and Guan Yidao had spoken, Zhao Xiyan could have guessed it without saying!

She couldn’t believe that Zhao Xiyan would not cherish her, someone so capable, who could both heal him and protect him!

Only a fool would not want her!

If he was really that foolish, she wouldn’t even consider him!

After savoring a lamb rib, she finally remembered the question from before.

But the answer was like a frightened bird, stubbornly refusing to perch in her mind.

“How annoying!”

She picked up another lamb rib, her mind calculating how to deal with Qi Fengzhang!

Maybe also use a poison pill?

That night turned out to be exceptionally quiet, and Qi Yue spent the night awake and anxious, but nothing happened.

The next morning, as soon as the government official gathered the tents, he came to drive away the convicts who were reluctant to wake up; after a great commotion, the convoy finally set off.

Just an hour in, the sky suddenly darkened.

Violent mountain winds, laden with dust, mercilessly battered everyone.

The already miserable convoy looked even more like beggars fleeing to the mountains for refuge.

“It’s going to rain, hurry up and move! Let’s head to the mountain ahead to take shelter!” Guan Yidao, riding his horse, circled back and shouted.

When he passed by Qi Yue, he even stopped to ask her.

“Did you instruct Mr. Qian to do something? I haven’t seen him since last night.”

Qi Yue frowned.

“Perhaps he ran away?”

Guan Yidao’s mouth twitched, but ultimately his words turned into a deep glance.

Qi Yue didn’t bother with him, her mind reconnecting with the inspiration that had been interrupted several times the night before.

There was no chance he would leave.

Qian Faliang, having consumed her poison pill, could only be her dog for life.

The key was that this dog was actually a wolf.

Ambitious, the wolf aspired to become the master.

But she had no idea what he would do?

At a canyon’s mouth ten miles away, Qian Faliang was directing a dozen men to move boulders to block a narrow passage between two mountains.

“Quick, more stones, seal this place up for me!”

“Yes.”

A tall man with a short beard approached, a hint of unease in his voice, “Mr. Qian, for that man, are you really willing to risk it all?”

Qian Faliang snorted, his gaze sweeping toward the distant road of his domain.

“Only through placing oneself beyond the possibility of defeat will one survive. This time, not only will I withdraw safely, but my official career will be flourishing!”

With that, his eyes sternly fixed on the short-bearded man.

“By then, you all wouldn’t let me down, would you!?”

The short-bearded man shrank under his gaze, but then exaggeratedly beat his chest.

“Brothers will certainly follow your plan strictly, not daring to make any mistakes!”

Qian Faliang snorted disdainfully through his nostrils.

“You better not dare, remember, only I know where your family is!”

“Yes.”

The storm in the Dayuan Uninhabited Area was tremendously fierce.

The convoy had not yet reached the canyon’s mouth when large raindrops began to fall.

Fortunately, this part of the road was still passable; Qi Yue hurriedly had Shen Yu take a few girls into a wagon while she herself assisted in driving the wagon at the front. Far away, she saw a man stumbling against the wind and rain, his face a mixture of excitement and ferocity.

“Master, master. I have finally waited for you!”

Qi Yue hummed internally and slowed down the wagon.

“Seeing you like this, do you have some significant news?”