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Xiao Jiu'an was indeed not in the estate at the moment.

Xiao Jiu'an had fought with Ye Cang Qiong before, and so, he naturally knew of his capabilities. He decided to deal with this himself.

"Speak, who is the person behind you?" Xiao Jiu'an's sword rested on the sickly and weak youth's neck, but his eyes were on Ye Cang Qiong.

"This King will count to three. If you don't answer, This King will cut off his arm." Xiao Jiu'an's wrist moved, and the sword touched the youth's arm.

At this time, Ye Cang Qiong was still bargaining with him. He was truly stupid.

Ye Cang Qiong glanced at him, and a hint of worry flashed past his eyes. He sighed lightly and said to Xiao Jiu'an, "I'm going to tell you, so can you let him go?"

"Do you have the right to bargain?" Ye Cang Qiong thought too much of himself. Did he think that he was still that Villa Master Ye of the Cang Qiong Villa?

"Then why should I tell you?" Ye Cang Qiong gnashed his teeth as he looked at Xiao Jiu'an. He no longer had the haughtiness and calmness that he had initially displayed.

During this time, he was always hiding and he was exhausted. Although it did not wear down his spirit, it had worn down his nobility.

"Speak, you have a chance. If you don't, the two of you will die together." If Ye Cang Qiong was a smart person, he would know what to do.

"Xiao Jiu'an, you are ruthless!" Only by tightly clenching his hands into fists could Ye Cang Qiong suppress the urge to kill.

"I can't compare with Villa Master Ye." That day in the teahouse, Ye Cang Qiong was not much better than him.

Xiao Jiu'an was too lazy to talk with Ye Cang Qiong. With a move of his wrist, the tip of the sword pierced into the sickly youth's arm, immediately causing him to bleed. The expression of Ye Cang Qiong's face changed and he yelled, "Xiao Jiu'an stop! I'll talk... I'll talk! Is that not enough?"

"Go ahead." Xiao Jiu'an only stopped and did not let go.

Ye Cang Qiong hated and feared him, but he could only say through clenched teeth, "The that contacted me was a person from the Southern Wilderness. They gave the Infanta to me and told me to use her to lure you and Prince Yanbei's Wife out and kill both of you together."

"Person from the Southern Wilderness? When did Villa Master Ye become a lackey for the Southern Wilderness?" Xiao Jiu'an did not believe him, but he used even more force on the sickly youth, who then cried out from the pain.

Ye Cang Qiong's expression changed greatly as he shouted, "Xiao Jiu'an, don't hurt him! I'll tell you anything you want to know!"

"Tell me everything you know!" Xiao Jiu'an stopped his hand once again but did not ask anything.

Ye Cang Qiong's face was ashen. However, he was not strong enough, and so he could only endure.

"My younger Junior Brother, Shu Ning, has a deficiency. The doctor said that he can only live to eighteen years old, and only the Sky Doctor Valley's Nine Revolving Heaven Pill and the Southern Wilderness' Soul-Returning Grass can save him. The people of the Southern Wilderness came to me, wanting me to help them kill you. After that was done, they would give me the grass."

"At first, I did not agree, but the people of the Southern Wilderness told me that they had the Infanta in their hands and that there were even people from the Yanbei Army cooperating. Most importantly, you were poisoned by the poison from the Southern Wilderness, so your strength had plummeted. I needed to save Shu Ning with the help of the Soul-Returning Grass, so I decided to take the risk." Speaking of this, Ye Cang Qiong felt aggrieved.

How could he have known that Xiao Jiu'an was so hard to kill? Not only did he not die, but he had also even sealed off his Cang Qiong Villa. This caused him to live like a stray dog and he had no choice but to run for his life.

"Do you know what the person from the Southern Wilderness looks like?" Xiao Jiu'an did not believe that they could extend their reach into his Yanbei Army.

There was only one possibility for the people of the Southern Wilderness to seek out Ye Cang Qiong: Shiqing had colluded with the Southern Wilderness.

Shiqing, his good sister, was willing to do anything to achieve her goals.

How many men of Yanbei died by the hands of the people of the Southern Wilderness? Yet, she would still cooperate with them? Where was Prince Yanbei's Mansion's face?

"I'll draw his appearance for you to see. If you let my Junior Brother go, I'll let you kill me as you wish." Ye Cang Qiong looked at the sickly youth that was on the verge of collapse, and his eyes turned red.

He held his Junior Brother in the palm of his hands, and he never dared hit him as he would die from heartache. Xiao Jiu'an dared to hurt him; he deserved death!

"If we release him, would he be able to survive?" This sickly youth was as weak as a chicken, and he had such a good appearance. If there was no one to protect him, then he probably would not even survive to the age of eighteen.

"That's none of your business." Naturally, he had arranged for his Junior Brother to be protected. At the very least, he would be able to protect his Junior Brother until he was eighteen years old.

Xiao Jiu'an gave a cold snort but did not give Ye Cang Qiong a reply. Instead, he said, "I'll give you an hour to draw the person."

After saying this, a guard brought out a brush and paper, which Ye Cang Qiong did not want to draw. However, when she saw that her Junior Brother had lost all color on his face, she could only resign herself to her fate.

In less than an hour, Ye Cang Qiong had already drawn the portrait and the hidden guard brought the portrait to Xiao Jiu'an. With just a glance, Xiao Jiu'an could tell that Ye Cang Qiong was not lying, and Shiqing had indeed colluded with the Southern Wilderness.

The person in the painting was the third prince of the Southern Wilderness. He loved and admired Shiqing, but because of the bitter relationship between the Southern Wilderness and Yanbei, the two of them could not be together.

Maybe he should not say that Shiqing was colluding with the Southern Wilderness, but that Shiqing was using the Third Prince of the Southern Wilderness instead. His poisoning by the poison from the Southern Wilderness might even be related to Shiqing as well.

As expected of the little sister that he raised, her actions were indeed vicious.

"Lock them up." Xiao Jiu'an kept his sword and turned to walk out.

Naturally, the dark guards would take care of the rest of the matters.

At the same time, in a certain teahouse in the capital, Xiao Shiqing, who was dressed in black, listened to her subordinate's report.

"This Subordinate has failed in his duty. Please punish, My Lord." The black-robed death warrior was not trembling all over, but he was still scared.

"Punishment? If I punish you, will it be able to change the fact that Ye Cang Qiong has fallen into Prince Yanbei's hands?" Xiao Shiqing tightly held onto the armrest, her nails digging into the wood.

The black-robed death warrior did not dare to say a single word. After a moment of anger, Xiao Shiqing asked again, "Where's the Third Prince of the Southern Wilderness? Has he left?" He was also an idiot, as he showed people his real face.

"Not yet. The Third Prince wants to see My Lord before he leaves." The black-robed death warrior lowered his head, not daring to look at Xiao Shiqing at all.

"Meet me? Fine, I will let him see me!" Her fingertips grazed over the wooden armrest, which released a sharp sound. It left behind a few traces of blood, but Xiao Shiqing did not care, her cold eyes filled with killing intent.

All useless people deserve to die...