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Chapter 4921: 5.0673 Heartless

"Young Master!!" Several hidden guards suddenly leapt through the door, their expressions furious as they drew the swords at their waists.

"All of you, retreat!" Young Master Qin Er snapped, and a mouthful of fresh blood involuntarily spilled from his lips.

His hand tightly clutched her blood-soaked right hand. Meeting the little stoic-faced girl's cold, heartless beautiful eyes, his heart trembled slightly.

"Whether you believe it or not. I... never thought of harming you."

"I've heard enough of that!" Qiao Mu's eyes coldly watched him, her gaze revealing a hint of ruthless disdain for the world.

Her small hand subtly twisting the ice pick, the little stoic-faced girl continued expressionlessly, "If I told you to die, would you be willing to die?"

"Boom!" Rakshasa Princess kicked open the door, then let out a wolf-like shriek.

"Are you all dead?! Why aren't you saving your master??"

The hidden guards all felt incredibly wronged.

They did want to go forward, but their master's sharp gaze had stopped all of them.

"Get out," Young Master Qin Er barked lowly, one hand tightly gripping the little stoic-faced girl's small hand, which was dripping blood.

A young woman following behind Rakshasa Princess paled slightly. She hurried forward, bowed, and said, "Young Master, you are so severely injured! If, if you don't receive treatment soon..."

"Get out!!" Young Master Qin Er yelled, sweeping his sleeve. A gust of air sent the young woman, along with Rakshasa Princess, flying out.

"Boom!" Following that, the cabin door was heavily shut, blocking Rakshasa Princess, the young woman, and several hidden guards outside.

Rakshasa Princess sighed. She turned and saw the young woman's tearful expression, then sighed again. "Little Ran."

She raised her hand and patted Zhao Qiran's shoulder. "I can understand your feelings too."

"Alas. This is the pain of unrequited desire." Rakshasa Princess sighed with an air of one who had experienced much. "My little nemesis..."

Rakshasa Princess thought of the person she longed for but could not have, and sighed again.

Several hidden guards couldn't help but shiver in unison.

Rakshasa Princess, can you really compare yourself to Miss Ran, who is only twenty?

When you were chasing after that handsome young Cult Master Ding, we just felt our eyes burning, okay!

"This thing called love, it doesn't always go as one wishes," Rakshasa Princess said, comforting Zhao Qiran in the tone of an experienced person, patting her shoulder. "Alright, go invite Grandmaster Ouyang Dan. It seems our Young Master needs emergency treatment."

"SPLAT—"

"CRACKLE!"

A group of Heavenly Fate disciples, with downcast eyes and cold sweat on their brows, dared not look directly at the fat man tied to the mast, undergoing a whipping.

With each lash, the fat man's flabby flesh couldn't help but tremble and contract.

His large face, no longer bearing a benevolent smile, was now covered with contortion and resentment.

Young Master Qin Da sat opposite him, his long legs crossed, slowly sipping a cup of hot tea.

His gaze casually swept over the fat man, and a sneer curled on his lips. "Do you still think you're not wrong?"

"Everything this subordinate did was, was for you, Young Master!"

"SPLAT!" A heavy lash cut off his voice, and his face twitched uncontrollably from the pain.

Qin Xuan abruptly threw his teacup heavily at the old steward's feet, sneering, "For me? Did I tell you to use the people in the camp as experimental subjects?"