802 Torturing the Saintess (1)
Yan Jiuchao used his internal energy to lock down the entire courtyard. The white silk could actually penetrate his internal energy. It was obvious how capable the owner of the white silk was.
The moment Yu Wan was grabbed, she was stunned. Firstly, her reaction was indeed not as quick as before after she was pregnant. Secondly, the other party’s movements were indeed faster than she had imagined.
By the time she realized what had happened, she had already been brought into the night by the white silk. She looked at the courtyard that had suddenly shrunk in front of her and did not know if she should be glad that the other party had entangled her wrist and not her pregnant stomach.
With the enhancement of Yan Jiuchao’s internal energy, Shadow Thirteen, Qing Yan, and the others quickly dealt with the guards of the Lan Manor. When they hurriedly rushed to Lan Jiao’s courtyard, they saw Yu Wan being swept away by the white silk.
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The white silk seemed to have appeared out of thin air. Not to mention Yu Wan, even they, who practiced martial arts with internal energy, could not notice it in advance.
“Who is that person?” Qing Yan asked with a frown.
“It seems… to be a woman?” Shadow Six’s eyes widened.
Shadow Thirteen and Yue Gou took a closer look. It was indeed a woman. She was dressed in white and had a slender figure. Her clothes fluttered and her wide sleeves fluttered. The white silk was made by her. After grabbing Yu Wan, she carried her and elegantly landed on a roof.
“Phew ~” Yu Wan’s heart skipped a beat. It was true that she was not afraid of heights, but this arch was homely and slippery. If she was not careful, she might fall and shatter into pieces.
A cold wind blew over. Yu Wan’s body swayed and the iron box in her arms almost fell. She hurriedly hugged the box tightly.
Yan Jiuchao was standing in the open space in the courtyard. He raised his head and glanced at her coldly.
The night was dark, but the courtyard was not dark.
Yan Jiuchao’s expression was as cold as ever. There was no other expression, so there was naturally no panic.
The more critical the moment, the calmer Yan Jiuchao became. This was a characteristic that had been deeply engraved in Young Master Yan’s bones after being persecuted for so many years.
Yu Wan was not someone who could ignore life and death now, but Yan Jiuchao’s calmness gradually calmed her down. She did not touch her stomach out of habit. Instead, she gripped the iron box in her hand tightly.
The other party emitted a faint fragrance. Yu Wan did not need to turn around to know that the person who captured her was a woman. A woman, and her martial arts were so powerful. She appeared in the Lan Manor’s territory in the middle of the night… Coupled with Lan Jiao’s method of stalling for time, Yu Wan almost instantly guessed the other party’s identity—the Saintess of the Lan family: Lan Ji.
“It’s Lan Ji,” Shadow Thirteen said solemnly.
“Lan Ji?” Shadow Six scratched his head. “Why does this name sound so familiar… Ah, could she be the Saintess of the Lan family?!”
“Most likely.” Qing Yan’s expression also turned solemn. Granny Lan had mentioned that the Lan family was doing their best to nurture this Saintess, but Qing Yan had still underestimated the other party’s strength. How high could the martial arts of a person who needed the protection of an expert be? The facts proved that he was wrong. To be able to break through the Ghost King’s internal energy lock, her strength was obvious.
Shadow Six took a step forward and shouted angrily, “This is too much! What’s the big deal about capturing a woman who doesn’t know martial arts? If you have the ability, come down and fight us!”
Lan Ji glanced at them coldly, a trace of disdain flashing across her face. Then, she flicked her sleeve and slapped Shadow Six!
Shadow Thirteen pulled Shadow Six away and faced this palm, but he was sent flying by this terrifying internal energy.
“Shadow Thirteen!” Shadow Six’s expression suddenly changed. He tapped his toes and flew into the air to catch Shadow Thirteen. However, the Saintess’ internal energy was too deep. Even though Shadow Thirteen managed to withstand most of it, Shadow Six still bumped into a tree with him and fell heavily to the ground.
“Are the two of you… alright!” Qing Yan rushed over and helped the two dizzy people up. Shadow Six had been protected by Shadow Thirteen and was fine. Shadow Thirteen had suffered serious internal injuries, and the blood drained from his cheeks.
The Saintess’ aura enveloped the entire manor. Even Lan Jiao sensed it. She quickly called for servants to help her to the courtyard.
When she saw the Saintess standing high on the roof and Yu Wan, who had been captured as a hostage by the Saintess, her eyes instantly lit up.
Good, good, good! After being bullied for an entire night, her daughter was finally back. She knew that her daughter would not disappoint her. In just one meeting, she had captured that brat!