Chapter 57: Mommy, Where Are We Going?

After hearing what Muyan said, Luo Beiyu came to his senses from the surprise and excitement. “Master, you… are you leaving now?”

Muyan nodded, her light eyes filled with carefreeness. “Well, all good things must come to an end.”

“But you killed Jinhong School’s people for me, and they have a lot of power in both Chiyan State and Jingcheng State. If they find you, they’ll take their revenge. Master, why don’t you come back with me to Chiyan’s Royal Palace? I will protect you.”

Muyan chuckled. “Who said I killed them for you?”

Luo Beiyu was stunned.

Muyan’s quiet and beautiful voice continued: “I won’t let go of Jinhong School’s people whether you’re there or not. So, stupid disciple, I hope we’ll meet again. Xiaobao, let’s go!”

Xiaobao’s chubby little hand immediately held Muyan’s obediently.

The mother and son then ignored the shocked Luo Beiyu and floated away.

Before Luo Beiyu could ask anything else, they had completely disappeared outside the door.

Xiaobao looked up at Muyan. He got the sense that his mother looked different from usual now.

There was still a seductive and lazy smile on her beautiful face, but there was a touch of a gloomy and cold aura gathering in her clear eyes.

“Mommy, where are we going?” Xiaobao couldn’t help but ask.

Muyan lowered her head to beam at her son. “Mommy is going to… cut the roots once and for all.”

…

It was early in the night, and the sky took on a misty grey color.

There was originally a desolate suburb on the border between Chiyan State and Jingcheng State. Ever since seven or eight years ago, however, a teahouse named Happywoods was built there.

The place covered a very large area. It supplied good food, wine, beauties, gambling—essentially everything you needed—and it enticed a lot of travel-stained Ancient Warriors to stop and stay.

However, nobody would ever expect that this “romantic” Gold Consuming Cave was actually the headquarters of Jinhong School, the first killer organization in Chiyan State.

Happywoods was divided into two parts. The first part on the outside was for guests to have fun, while the second part on the inside was for Jinhong School’s people to seek pleasure after missions were completed.

At the moment, with the sky as their canopy and earth as their mattress, dozens of bare-chested men were gathered in a public square, laughing willfully and licentiously.

Before them, a dozen beautiful girls who had been drugged were tearing at their clothes with dazed eyes.

“Ah… I’m so uncomfortable… give me the antidote… please…” They moaned painfull. Their clothes were torn apart and eyes were full of pain and despair.

Jinhong School’s killers laughed even more crazily. “You want the antidote? Get down on your knees and lick our feet, hahaha…”

The girls didn’t want to, but the medicine had its effect on them and made them overwhelmed with bitterness.

Crystal tears fell down their cheeks, yet they could only kneel down and crawl over like dogs to lick those killers’ feet, feeling humiliated and bullied like animals.

The killers laughed louder.

This was the favorite recreational activity of Jinhong School’s people—capturing innocent women and drugging them with Xiaoyao Powder, so as to make them abandon their nature and behave like dogs.

With hatred in their hearts, the girls wanted to resist, but the pain of death made them lower their heads as the medicine revealed its effects.