How You’ll Capture Me

"It's you!"

On the roof, An Jiuyue encountered an old man in his fifties.

She had met him before. She had been discussing with Qian Jiyun earlier whether she could meet him in person. She did not expect him to appear before her.

"Do you know me, Madam Qian?"

Master Ling looked at An Jiuyue in amusement. He did not expect her to recognize him immediately.

However, that was not a big deal. If he could get what he wanted, being recognized would not matter.

"Master Ling, you've got quite the plan! Did you use so many poisonous sacrificial warriors to send my husband away just to get to me? Tell me, what do you want from me?"

An Jiuyue crossed her arms and looked at Master Ling playfully.

"What I want?" Master Ling sized her up sinisterly.

"Why ask when you already know the answer? Hand it over, and I'll spare your life. Otherwise… you should be aware that Qian Jiyun doesn't have the time to save you now!"