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Qing Er snorted and glanced at the man in red on the tree. Obviously, she didn't dare to act rashly and could only stamp her feet. She looked at Mu Bingyue in dissatisfaction and asked the woman beside her, "Elder sister, what should I do?"

These two women were pretty and beautiful, and their clothing and martial arts talent were both very powerful. Being led out by High Lord, they must be well-liked. Otherwise, they wouldn't dare to speak like this.

Then... Were those dwarves killed by them?

It was alright. Their clothes were clean and not even a trace of blood was stained. It was evident that their martial arts skills had reached a high level. And that High Lord clearly had no intention of making a move!

It seemed that Mu Bingyue would have to put more effort into forcing him to reveal his true face.

"Why does the old man like young girls these days?" I said, 'Your Excellency on the tree is also a man who is about to die. Why are you two little girls so devoted to him?' Why don't you come back to the capital with me and be a concubine at Prince Qingling Manor? At least it's better than following this old man. I can see that you two sisters don't look too good. "Prince Qingling is different …" Mu Bingyue's expression did not change even when she said that.

However, was it a compliment or did he not care about saying such words to his fiancé?

But to force a man to show his true face, this kind of motivation was the most stimulating for a man.

"Girl, who told you we were, I'm the master's … "Master, his body is very strong …"

"Qing Er, the girl is joking with you. Don't be fooled by her!" The lady maintained a warm smile on her face.

Even at this point, Mu Bingyue still didn't seem angry at all. What was even more infuriating was the one on the tree. Mu Bingyue looked in his direction a few times, and he drank casually the whole time. He even leaned slightly against the tree trunk, supporting himself with his hands as if he was admiring the moonlight in the sky, as if he was indifferent to what was happening below.

"Qing Er, you're so stupid, your sister clearly knows your master's' strength '. From the looks of it, you've probably never been spoiled before, have you?" Mu Bingyue imitated the tone of those hoodlums and wanted to anger them. She did not believe that High Lord could stay here forever.

The girl frowned and shook her head slightly. She then looked at Mu Bingyue and slowly walked a few steps forward before stopping. Her face was warm and beautiful, like that of a lady from a noble family.

She smiled and said, "Miss, my family's master invites you to our villa to be a guest. He also invites you to come with us!"

Guest? Seems like he wanted to kidnap her!

It seems like High Lord did not have any plans to go down the tree. Mu Bingyue's face darkened as she said, "You were the ones who killed these dwarves?" And my followers? "

She had seen it just now. There was no corpse of Night Walker!

"The girl is our guest, and we will not harm your follower. We have already let him escape. As for these dwarfs … They are just my master's slaves. It is normal for slaves to betray their masters and to die without leaving a corpse. This young lady is kind, but she doesn't need to feel sad for such ungrateful people. " Her voice was gentle and moving, like a gentle breeze that brushed against one's face. However, her words were incomparably cold and detached, and every word was concealed a metaphor.