Someone gasped, startled.
Beneath the moonlight, a figure darted out from the shadows, heading towards the back door of Qianyun Pavilion at top speed.
Chu Qianli immediately pursued. The figure moved like a phantom.
With several swift *swish* sounds, silver needles glinted with a dark, eerie green light under the moon.
"Stop her!" she commanded.
Qingmei and Hongchou, rushing over upon hearing the commotion, immediately intercepted the figure attempting to escape.
This pair of sisters were both peak experts.
With just one move, Fu Ning was forced to retreat repeatedly.
"Ghost Hand Twin Fiends?" Fu Ning, finally managing to scramble up, looked at Qingmei and Hongchou with shock in her eyes.
These sisters, who had disappeared from the martial world for many years, looked so young.
Shouldn't they be nearly forty?
Qingmei and Hongchou remained silent, their gazes passing over Fu Ning to the woman behind her.
That woman was covering her face with her sleeve, so no one could see her features, but everyone knew it was Chu Qianli.
Fu Ning couldn't help but glance back.
Although Chu Qianli's face was obscured, Fu Ning had seen it clearly when she had hidden in the room earlier.
"You're not... *cough*—" Before she could finish, Fu Ning's mouth opened, and she spat out a mouthful of blood.
Black blood!
Two of the silver needles Chu Qianli had fired had struck her, and they were apparently laced with potent poison.
"You..." Fu Ning's legs went weak, and she knelt down with a thud.
Unable to speak, any attempt to do so resulted in a gush of blood.
This poison was incredibly potent and fierce!
Deeply poisoned, everything around her gradually began to blur.
"Your Majesty, how shall we deal with this person?" Qingmei stepped forward, asking coldly.
Fu Ning looked at Qingmei's blurry figure.
The Ghost Hand Twin Fiends had taken countless lives in the martial world back then.
They were bloodthirsty and ruthless, slaughtering without mercy.
She truly hadn't expected Chu Qianli to disguise these two as maids and keep them by her side.
No, she wasn't!
That face was fake, utterly fake!
Fu Ning endured the intense pain throughout her body and finally managed to stand up.
Her body swayed precariously, as if she might collapse at any moment.
Chu Qianli narrowed her eyes, staring at the frail figure. Her thin lips parted, uttering a chilling command: "Kill her!"
Her sleeve fell, and her face, in the dim moonlight, had already regained its composure.
Chu Qianli's face showed no trace of any deception.
"You..." Fu Ning took a step forward, trying to get a clearer look.
But as soon as she moved, she spat out another mouthful of black blood.
Today, she likely wouldn't survive. But how could she get this secret out and tell Prince Xuan?
This woman was not Chu Qianli; she was a fake!
A cold wind swept from behind.
With a saber and a sword, the Ghost Hand Twin Fiends approached from the rear. There was nowhere to escape!
Fu Ning gritted her teeth, clutching something in her hand, seemingly no longer intending to flee.
But just as the saber and sword of the Ghost Hand Twin Fiends were about to pierce her body, she suddenly spun around and flung a handful of powder.
With a *boom*, the powder ignited in the air.
Qingmei and Hongchou's eyes stung, and they immediately retreated rapidly.
After the flames subsided, Fu Ning was nowhere to be found in the courtyard.
"Damn it! She escaped!" Qingmei gritted her teeth, her gaze falling on the burnt traces on the ground.
She had no idea what kind of substance it was, but the flames that had erupted were terrifying.
Fu Ning had escaped, but being poisoned, she wouldn't get far!
"Chase her!"
Chu Qianli gritted her teeth, a dense killing intent in her eyes: "You must kill her! Never let her utter a single word!"