Chapter Fifty-One: The Antidote Is in Hand

  Huang Rong suddenly darted out, and the man who had come was startled into a big jump. The small tune he was humming came to an abrupt end, his mouth opened wide as if to shout, but before he could make a sound, Huang Rong's gleaming Water-Splitting Brow Needle was already pressed against his throat. The cry that had risen to his lips was suddenly swallowed back down because he had a premonition that the moment his shout escaped his lips, an additional transparent hole would appear in his throat.

  "What are you going to say? If not, I'll take your life!" Huang Rong asked impatiently, her hand slightly moving the Water-Splitting Eyebrow Lance forward. The sharp tip instantly pierced the skin on the man's neck, and a faint trickle of blood appeared. It was clear that if it went in just a little further, it would pierce his throat.

  "I... I said, spare... spare my life!" Feeling the pain coming from his own neck, he was suddenly scared out of his wits and hastily begged for mercy in a low voice, possibly due to being too nervous, his words were somewhat stuttered and couldn't be spoken smoothly.

  "Cut to the chase!"

  That person was obviously thoroughly frightened and stuttered: "I... I am the steward of this mansion, who... what are you? What... what do you want?"

  "Huang Rong said: 'What are you doing? I'm going to kill you! You're the housekeeper, that's great. Let me ask you, where did your young master Wang put those medicines he sent you to buy today?'"

  Jian Guan's family way: "Those medicines were all collected by Young Master Wang himself, I...I didn't know!"

  Huang Rong listened to his words, her left hand pinched his wrist, and her right hand slightly pushed forward. The eyebrow steel needle was embedded in his throat a few points, and she said in a low voice: "Will you say it or not?"

  That Jian's family only felt a strange pain in his wrist, but he didn't dare to cry out loud. With a painful and helpless expression, he said: "I really don't know!"

  "How dare you be so stubborn!" Huang Rong's right hand swiftly pulled down his hat and pressed it against his mouth, while her left hand gave a quick pull and twist. With a cracking sound, she instantly broke the bone in his right arm. Jian Guan's household manager let out a loud cry, but immediately fainted, with his mouth muffled by the hat, so that his anguished cry was stifled and couldn't be heard.

  Ling Yun was taken aback for a moment, but he hadn't expected Huang Rong, this delicate little girl, to be so decisive and ruthless in her actions. There was no sign of the warmth and gentleness she had shown him before. However, after some thought, he felt relieved. After all, she was the daughter of Eastern Heretic, not an ordinary girl from a normal family. Moreover, Ling Yun didn't think Huang Rong's approach was wrong. When you're on someone else's turf, it's better to be more decisive and swift in your actions, because delaying for even a moment increases the risk of being discovered, which means more danger. It's just that Huang Rong's contrasting behavior before and after was quite striking, leaving him feeling somewhat uneasy.

  At this moment, Huang Rong stretched out her hand and poked the ribs of Jian Guan's family twice. Jian Guan's family suddenly woke up. Huang Rong put his hat on his head with a swoop, threatening in a low voice: "Do you want me to break your left arm too?"

  Jian's family was in pain, tears streaming down his face. He looked at Huang Rong with a gaze full of fear. At this moment, Huang Rong was no longer just a little girl in his heart, but the embodiment of the devil. He hastily knelt down and begged: "Miss, please spare my life! I really didn't know, Miss, even if you kill me, it won't do any good!"

  Huang Rong then believed he wasn't pretending and said in a low voice: "You go to Young Master Wang and tell him that you fell from a high place, broke your arm and suffered internal injuries. The doctor says you need to be treated with blood clotting medicine, Tianqi, bear gallbladder, myrrh etc., which can't be bought in the city. Ask Young Master Wang for some. I'll follow you there. If you pretend poorly and reveal even a hint of your true intentions, I'll break your neck and dig out your eyeballs."

  Huang Rong says a word, the steward responds with one, not daring to hesitate in the slightest. Now he is being tormented by Huang Rong, this little demon girl. Whatever Huang Rong says goes, and now his life is in her hands. Even if she tells him to cheat Yan Honglie, he has to grit his teeth and do it.

  Ling Yun suddenly remembered something and stopped Huang Rong, who was about to take the steward to find Yang Kang: "Rong'er, don't let him go find that young Prince Wang. That young prince is quite cunning and treacherous. If he discovers any weaknesses, it won't be good. Let's have him take us directly to the residence of that old freak Liang Ziweng."

  "Cloud Brother, how can you be certain that those medicines will be at the place of that old freak, Can Xian?" Huang Rong was a clever person and understood the implied meaning behind the words. She immediately guessed Ling Mu Yun's thoughts.

  "As far as I know, among the several masters who were invited by Yan Honglie to come to the Zhao Wangfu this time, that old freak Liang Ziweng is a martial arts tycoon in the Changbai Mountains area, proficient in pharmacology and skilled in medicine making. He also likes to take medicine to assist in his practice. This time, the Zhao Wangfu purchased those medicinal materials just to make it impossible for Wang Chuyu to be saved by any medicine. In fact, they themselves do not need these medicines at all, so..."

  Huang Rong's eyes lit up, and she smiled as she picked up the conversation: "So the people from the Zhao Wang Fu will definitely send these useless medicines they've collected to Liang Ziweng, to curry favor with him, right?"

  Ling Yun stretched out his hand and hooked Yellow Rong's delicate little nose, smiling: "Rong'er is indeed clever, a hint is enough."

  "Huang Rong raised her head and said proudly: 'That's right, don't you know who I am?'"

  The two of them immediately pushed Jian Guan's family towards the residence of Lian Ziweng, the old monster. As they walked, they suddenly saw a team of guards approaching from the opposite direction. Ling Yun and Huang Rong quickly lowered their heads and took two quick steps to stick closely behind Jian Guan's family. Ling Yun reached out to support Jian Guan's ribs, helping him stabilize his body balance, so as not to reveal that he had been injured. Meanwhile, Huang Rong inconspicuously hid most of the Splitting Water Eyebrow Needle in her sleeve, only exposing a small tip that pressed against Jian Guan's back, warning him not to speak out of turn.

  He was delighted to see the Wangfu guards and thought of taking advantage of the opportunity to escape, but Ling Mu Yun and Huang Rong's timely actions made his heart sink again. Under the reminder of the blade on his back, he had no choice but to suppress the small thoughts in his stomach and lead Ling Mu Yun and Huang Rong away calmly. As the steward of the Wangfu, his status was not low, so when the guards saw Ling Mu Yun and Huang Rong with him, they thought they were just servants under Jian's command and didn't ask any questions.

  They slipped past several teams of patrolling guards from the Wang's mansion, and the three of them made their way through the corridors to the entrance of Liang Ziweng's residence. Jian Guan went over to take a look and found that the door was locked. He asked one of the servants who were waiting nearby, and it turned out that Wanyan Honglie was hosting a grand banquet in the Xiangxue Hall, inviting all the martial arts heroes from the mansion, including Liang Ziweng.

  "Miss, young master, this door is locked. Why don't you just take a look and that's it?"

  "What's the point of counting, can a mere lock stop us?" Ling Mu Yun sneered coldly and stepped forward, grabbing the large lock on the door with one hand. With a burst of energy, he twisted it, "Clang" sounded, and instantly broke the iron lock, then pushed open the door and entered.

  "Come in." Huang Rong pushed Jian Guan's family into the mansion and followed herself, immediately closing the door again.

  As soon as the three of them stepped into Liang Ziweng's room, they were hit with a strong medicinal smell. Looking around in the moonlight that was pouring in through the window, they saw that the table, bed, and floor were all filled with various medicines, as well as large and small bottles, jars, vats, and basins. It seemed that Liang Ziweng loved to concoct elixirs, and even when visiting someone else's home, he had brought all these things along.

  Jian Guan's family entered the house and stopped in their tracks, turning around to look pitifully at Huang Rong and Ling Yun: "Miss, young master, I've already brought you here, so please let me go?"

  "Let you go?" Huang Rong curled her lip, "As soon as we let you leave, you'd sell us out. Do you think we're that foolish?"

  "I swear, I swear to heaven, I will never betray the two of you, I guarantee it." Jian Guan's family hastily vowed.

  "I'd be surprised if I let you go, it's impossible to release you. However, since you led the way and were relatively honest, I won't take your life. Just lie down and sleep obediently." Huang Rong coldly smiled and used her family's Lanhua Brush Hand technique to strike Jian Guan's sleeping acupoint.

  Huang Rong is so clever, she wouldn't believe the promise of a stranger, let alone the steward of the enemy's headquarters. To be safe, it would be best to kill Jian Guan, but Huang Rong, although decisive in her actions, has a kind heart and doesn't want to easily take someone's life, so she simply knocked him out and left it at that. Anyway, the acupoint she hit will keep Jian Guan asleep for four hours, by the time he wakes up, everything will be taken care of.

  After fainting, Ling Yun and Huang Rong started looking for medicine in the room. To be on the safe side, neither of them lit a lamp, fortunately, both had internal strength, with keen ears and eyes, they could see clearly by the moonlight shining through the window. As Dongxie Huang Yao Shi was a medical expert, Huang Rong had followed her father to study since childhood and was also familiar with the properties of medicine, so she quickly found all four medicines needed for Wang Chuyi, wrapped each in white paper, handed two portions to Ling Yun: "Brother Yun, let's each carry one portion, just in case someone accidentally drops it, there will still be medicine left."

  "Good." Ling Mu Yun nodded in response, stretched out his hand to take over the medicine package and tucked it into his bosom.