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It was only now that Ink Yan finally saw clearly the weapon that hurt Fei Geng — a short blade hidden on her wrist. It was only as long as an adult man's palm. The handle was partially beneath the wrist, and the edge was shaped like a sharp triangular cone. The edge was galvanized, so it was so bright that it was almost mirror white, and it was concealed very well in the right sleeve. It could also be considered a reasonable explanation for why blood splattered all over Murong Nan's sleeve, and even the surface of his robe, after the attack just now.

"I'm very sorry! "General!"

After Murong Nan attacked, he quickly withdrew his short blade and bent down to apologize to Molda. His tone was so good that no one could find anything wrong with it.

"As a guest, I should have listened to Master's arrangements. But because this Fei Geng actually planned to escape while everyone was admiring the treasure, attempting to evade the law! And in order for This King to uphold justice, This King had no choice but to act … "

Molda nodded and completely ignored the sharp blade and the two wolves, who were standing behind the Southern Prince with a stupefied look on their faces.

"The Southern Prince has a reason for doing so. I can understand that."

"It's really not easy for you!"

After saying that, Molda stood up and walked down from his high position. He extended his hands out to welcome Murong Nan. With Molda taking the lead, the rest of the people followed suit and nodded their heads. Please return to your original position Prince Nan, don't let such a small matter disturb everyone's fun!

Seeing this, Ink Yan truly had the feeling that she was about to vomit!

It turned out that hypocrisy had no restrictions on one's age!

"Come!"

"Everyone quickly return to their original positions. Enjoy the brilliant program I've prepared for you all! "

At this moment, Molda clapped his hands again, signaling the dancers on stage to continue performing! The maidservants accompanying them refilled their wine cups. Steward Cong walked back into the back hall, surrounded by peace and quiet. He brought out twenty young ladies, all dressed in bright, fresh clothes and with gorgeous makeup. They walked to the guest's side and sat down, holding their wine glasses in their hands, asking for a toast.

Most of the guests chose to forget their previous displeasure in an instant and happily joined the ranks of the beastmen. The pink and white walls of the hall were quickly filled with figures that were comparable to demons. All that one could think of, all that one could not, was played out under the dim light of the candle.

Ling followed Ink Yan, quietly standing behind Molda. Although she didn't say anything, she instinctively gripped onto Ink Yan's sleeve and unconsciously transmitted her trembling feeling to Ink Yan herself. Her black and white eyes stared fixedly at Murong Nan, her lips quivering as if she was possessed.

No!

This kind of Southern Prince was too terrifying!

Ling Ling thought fearfully. She felt that it was still too far away in this life to seek justice for Miss Rong! Unexpectedly, even the genius 49 had been lured away by him, missing out on a good chance to interrogate him!

How could a servant like her still have the chance to obtain the apologies of a persecutor?

Ink Yan also didn't say anything. She only used her trembling hands to grab Ling Ling's wrist, forcing her to remain calm. Even if it was taken away by Murong Nan! The hole that had been opened suddenly disappeared! The confidence in her eyes did not diminish at all.

While no one was paying attention, Mo Yan whispered into Ling Ling's ear to console her.

"I said, I will get the official who persecuted your young lady to apologize to you! "Then there must be!"

However, Ling Ling lowered her head in despair. Her tone of voice was so indifferent that it made one's heart ache.

"It's fine, Lord 49!"

"It is enough for you to keep encouraging Ling'er!"

As a result, it happened at a time when Ling Ling didn't have any expectations. Murong Nan, who had returned to his position, stood up again! Raising his glass, he walked over to Molda and bowed humbly, praying for him to come.

"General Morda!"

"Just now, I heard your servant girl talk about Lord Rong's family's misfortune. This king is very sorry. He always felt that the reason for today's ending was mostly due to This King's negligence in his daily work. This caused them to develop greedy thoughts that they shouldn't have … "

Hearing this, Ling Ling gently trembled. His eyelashes started to flutter on his drooping face.

At that time, she had a strange feeling that her long-cherished wish was being fulfilled. However, she quickly repressed the absurd feeling and continued to pretend to be her wooden figure.

Murong Nan suddenly put on a serious face and loudly stated his purpose in coming here.

"Therefore, this king wishes to request the permission of the general to apologise to your servant Xiang Ling in place of Fei Geng!"

Then, Ling Ling suddenly looked up, her eyes wide! His mind was filled with rumbling sounds of thunder!

The premonition immediately took off the veil and announced with joy that she had guessed right!

The promise that Ink Yan had previously made had come out of the mouth of the illustrious Southern Prince Murong Nan!