Chapter Forty-Three: Phoenix Nest City's Little Overlor

n nature is quite perplexing.However, humans are just humans. Unfairness is unfairness, and it's precisely because humans can't mechanize the measurement of everything that they are beings with blood,...Beside my ears, was the whistling of a gale.

Qin Luo'yan turned her head and saw a steed rearing up, its iron-shod hooves rising just a foot above her head. If that hoof had fallen, it could have easily smashed a hole in her skull.

In the broad daylight, amidst the bustling city, they completely disregarded the lives of pedestrians. What kind of reckless act could only be committed by a pampered second-generation heir from a powerful family

Her face turned pale instantly, but there was no fear in her eyes. She even raised her head to look at the person on horseback, contrary to her expectations. The person on horseback wasn't a handsome young master as depicted in TV dramas, but a woman clad in full red armor.

This woman was about fifteen or sixteen years old. She wore a veil over her face, leaving only her eyes exposed, but even those were enough to capture the attention of all the men around her.

As expected, there were seven or eight riders following the woman. All of them were handsome young gentlemen.

Qin Luo Yan didn't know martial arts and had no ability to dodge. If this was fate, even if she was unwilling, she couldn't escape it.

Just as the horse's hooves were about to land on her head, a person suddenly pounced over, grabbed her and rolled to the side, narrowly avoiding the deadly hooves by landing on the ground beside them.

"I almost died! If anything happened to you, little lady, I, Mu He, wouldn't be able to keep my own life either."

It wasn't some dashing young master who saved her, but Mu He, who had always been by her side. Of course, given Fu Zi Mo's character, he wouldn't send someone unskilled in martial arts to protect her. Just now, Mu He's movements were very agile, and his martial arts skills must also be high.

Qin Luoyan let out a sigh of relief and pushed Mu He, who was still holding her hand. Mu He was startled, his face flushed red, and he quickly retracted his hand and shyly stood up to step aside. "Miss, I, I didn't mean to touch you."

Seeing his naive appearance, Qin Luoyan smiled slightly, stood up and casually touched his head, "It's okay, the situation was urgent just now. Besides, you're still a half-grown child, what are you being shy about"

Deep down, Qin Luoyan was a 26-year-old woman. In her eyes, a boy of just over ten years old couldn't be considered a man at all.

"Well. You're very generous, Miss." Mu He smiled, but the flush on his face hadn't faded yet.

Qin Luo'yan smiled noncommittally and looked at the perpetrator. The woman in red did not rush away, but tightened her reins and walked to Qin Luo'yan's face, looking down at her condescendingly.

After looking for a while, the woman in red turned to a young man behind her and said, "Which one of us is more beautiful, me or her"

Qin Luo'yan frowned. This woman almost trampled her to death while riding, yet she showed no remorse or reflection, instead looking at her with hostility Could it be that in this woman's eyes, human life was as worthless as grass, and even trampling a few people to death wouldn't be a big deal

The young master, who was about to say "Of course it's you..." unfortunately, before he could finish his sentence, he saw Qin Luoyan's face. He looked at the two beautiful characters behind her name and couldn't bring himself to speak another word.

Seeing his reaction, the woman in red angrily raised her whip and lashed it at the horse beneath him. The horse whinnied in pain and immediately surged forward.

The man was forced to run away, but he didn't forget to turn back and say, "Liuli, I was wrong. I was wrong. Isn't it enough"

It's a pity that the woman in red, called Liuli, didn't even glance at her. Instead, she turned to another young master and asked: "Which of us is more beautiful, me or her"

Several young masters rode closer, following the direction of her finger. When they saw Qin Luoyan's face, they couldn't help but cheer. One of them, the oldest, probably around twenty years old, laughed loudly, "Oh, what a beauty! In this Fengqicheng, there is no one whose appearance can compare to yours, Liuli. This son has never seen such a rare sight."

"That's right, even the dashing and charming Liu Yun, the Crown Prince, hasn't seen it, let alone us ordinary people." Another young master chimed in immediately.

Qin Luo yan didn't know who these people were, but the onlookers around her immediately dispersed to both sides when they heard their conversation. Their speed of retreat was extreme.

She turned her head in astonishment, addressing the only person present who could possibly enlighten her. "Mu He, do you know who they are"

Mu He awkwardly twitched the corner of his mouth, leaning close to her ear in a low voice: “The man who just spoke was Liu Yun, the third Young Master of Fengqi City and the only son of King Huyan Tian, my Nanyue's sole foreign-surname king. Because King Huyan had once saved the Emperor's life, he is highly trusted by the Emperor. Naturally, his only son has been pampered since childhood.”

Being spoiled by the most powerful man in Nanyue, no wonder he's so domineering.

"And who was the woman in red" Qin Luoyan asked again.

"She, ah, is the most famous opera singer in Fengqi City. She has a captivating beauty and a moving voice. No wealthy person in Fengqi City doesn't love to hear her perform." Mu He explained.

So that's how it is. It seems this woman is a big star in Fengqicheng. No wonder she has so many rich second-generation guys following her around. It seems like rich second-generation guys loving stars is nothing new, it's a plot that has existed since ancient times, not just something unique to modern society.

Mu He quietly pointed at the man following Hu Yan Liu Yun. The man was also in his twenties, with fair skin and a pair of eyes that were somewhat feminine yet put on an air of a serious, small adult. He looked rather incongruous.

"That's the young master of Marquis Wuning, Wuchi. He is a famous talent in Phoenix City. Although he isn't as domineering as Hu Yanliuyun, not many young people dare to provoke him." Muhe kindly explained for her.

After finding out the identities of these people, Qin Luoyan, who had initially been filled with righteous indignation and wanted to seek justice for them, backed down.

She was just an insignificant, penniless woman, compared to these influential figures, she was so weak and naive. She foolishly rushed forward and shouted, "What right do you have to create chaos and take innocent lives" Then she was ridiculed by them, and easily killed with a single finger, like crushing an ant.

She, Qin Luoyan, wouldn't do something as foolish as striking a rock with an egg. At worst, she would wait until the day she stood in a position that everyone couldn't ignore. Then, the humiliation she suffered today would be returned tenfold!

Thinking this way, Qin Luoyan ignored the discussions of the few people and motioned for Mu He to turn around and leave, not wanting to have anything to do with them at all.

It's a pity, she wanted to leave, but it wasn't up to her to decide.

A whip came whistling through the air, landing just a foot in front of her. A taunting voice rang out from behind, "This girl hasn't let you leave yet, stand your ground!"

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