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Chapter 49 - Jiushang Losing Soul
Chapter 49 - Jiushang Losing Soul
Chapter 49: Jiushang Losing Soul
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Although the masked man was not tied up, his body was imprisoned, and he could not move. He remained in a kneeling position and could not speak even if he wanted to. His eyes were filled with shock and fear.
He had thought that assassinating Xue Batian tonight would be a small matter. After all, the defense of the Duke’s Estate was not strong. With his ability, he could easily kill the heavily injured Xue Batian.
However, he had never expected that there was someone stronger than him in the Duke’s Estate—Yi Tian. There was also the famous idiot, useless Miss Xue Fanxin, in the Duke’s Estate. She was actually a hidden expert.
That was still fine. At most, he needed to make some more preparations to kill Xue Batian next time, so he chose to run.
Who knew that as soon as he escaped from Duke’s Estate, he would be imprisoned by an extremely terrifying force? He did not even have the ability to resist. Before he could figure out what was going on, he was brought to this room and forced to kneel.
It was only when the person who had imprisoned him appeared in front of him and sat there playing the guqin that he realized that this person was the Ninth Imperial Uncle.
If the Ninth Imperial Uncle wanted to protect the Duke’s Estate and Xue Batian, then this matter would become thorny. Even if his master used all his strength, he could not touch Xue Batian.
This mysterious Ninth Imperial Uncle had never been a busybody, nor did he care about the power struggles of the Imperial Court. Why had he suddenly interfered with the Duke’s Estate?
“This is a gift from me to you tonight. Are you satisfied?” Ye Jiushang smiled evilly. He walked over to his guqin and sat down elegantly. His fair and slender ten fingers were placed on the strings of the guqin. He flicked them gently, causing the guqin beneath his hand to emit a beautiful sound.
As Xue Fanxin listened to the guqin, she felt like was losing her soul. If not for her strong willpower, she would probably have difficulty maintaining her rationality.
“Why are you playing the guqin in the middle of the night? You’re making noise,” Xue Fanxin said angrily.
However, Ye Jiushang thought nothing of it and continued to sit there. He stroked the guqin elegantly and said with a mysterious smile, “This guqin is called Jiushang, and the tune is called Losing Soul. Jiushang Losing Soul, black mixed with white, enemies and friends unknown. It is difficult to distinguish between good and evil.”
“Ye Jiushang, the Jiushang guqin… You actually used your own name to name the guqin. Impressive. However, I still don’t understand what you’re talking about.”
“You’ll get it in the future. Now, you can interrogate the gift I gave you.”
Xue Fanxin was confused. She could not follow Ye Jiushang’s actions at all. However, she understood the last sentence, so she did not waste time thinking about the things that she did not understand. She turned her attention to the masked man and removed the black cloth from his face to see his true appearance.
“Why do I find this person a little familiar?”
Although she could not remember who this person was for a moment, the Host’s memory seemed to have a shadow of this person. It was a little blurry, though, and she could not remember him.
“He’s from the Imperial Preceptor’s Estate. His name is Qin Tai, and he’s a big shot by the Imperial Preceptor’s side. He specializes in helping the Imperial Preceptor train sacrificial soldiers,” Ye Jiushang said leisurely, looking like he knew everything.
With Ye Jiushang’s reminder, Xue Fanxin finally remembered this person.
About a year ago, the Host and Xue Batian had attended the palace banquet and bumped into him. At that time, they had a little conflict with him, so she had some memories of him.
Qin Tai was from the Imperial Preceptor’s Estate. Did this mean that the mastermind behind the assassination of Xue Batian today was the Imperial Preceptor?
Based on her knowledge, there was no grudge between the Duke’s Estate and the Imperial Preceptor’s Estate. Why would the Imperial Preceptor be after her grandfather?
This was not simple.