Chapter 1317
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If it were not for the fact that her surname was Murong, no one in the entire First City would be willing to meet her.
Just as Murong Qian was feeling emotional over Gu Ruoyun's death, her gaze froze. The initial shock in her eyes turned into anger as she glared fixedly at a delicate and pretty figure.
"How can this be? How could she not be dead? "
A clear and cold figure slowly walked towards her under the sunlight.
This caused the flames of anger in her heart to burn and she could not stop it from spilling out.
"She's actually still alive!"
Hatred!
How could Murong Qian not feel hatred?
Based on her point of view, she would only have a chance of obtaining Qianbei Ye if this woman was dead!
Wen Ya smiled calmly. "See, I've told you that Gu Ruoyun would not die so easily. Are you willing to believe me now?"
At this moment, Murong Qian could no longer hear Wen Ya's words. Her eyes were glaring fiercely at Gu Ruoyun as the flames of rage burned in her heart. She had the urge to tear this woman into pieces!
However, she knows that the person in charge of this assessment was a member of the Secret Order.
In this world, the Secret Order was the only organization that she could not afford to offend!
Hence, no matter how angry she was, she could only endure it.
"Time's up. Those who should have come out should have come out by now. As for the others, I can only feel sorry for their misfortune." The Left Emissary walked towards the crowd from a short distance away and stepped onto the stage. He then surveyed his surroundings before speaking calmly, "Go and get some rest tonight. We'll continue with the competition tomorrow."
"Yes, Lord Left Emissary."
Those who had passed the assessment were extremely excited as they joined their fists in reverence and replied.
...
It was nighttime.
The moonlight was like water and the silence was alluring.
The Left Emissary was sitting in a guest house as he gently picked up the teacup in front of him and took a careful sip.
As the tea was too hot, he put it down.
Knock!
Knock, knock, knock!
Just then, a loud knock sounded from outside the door. He frowned and said, "Come in."
As soon as he finished speaking, the door was pushed open.
He then saw Wen Ya dressed in light yellow robes walking in.
"Wen Ya?" The Left Emissary was shocked. He then rose to his feet and his heart tightened, "Why are you here? Could something have happened to Yue 'er? "
Wen Ya smiled and slowly walked into the room. She sat down and poured herself a cup of tea.
"Lord Left Emissary, I'm here to ask for your help."
"What?"
The Left Emissary frowned, "Are you going to talk about the competition? I can help you get into the top three, so you can rest assured. "
"That's not the case." 温雅 shook her head. "I want you to help me deal with someone."
"Wen Ya." The Left Emissary's expression turned cold and indifferent as he replied indifferently, "You know the Secret Order's rules. If you have a grudge against someone in the competition, you should settle it on your own. I can't help you with anything. As a referee, I can no longer act as a witness so I can't help you deal with anyone else."
Wen Ya's eyes flickered as she smiled gracefully and said, "Lord Left Emissary, could it be that you don't want Yue'er anymore?"
"What do you mean?"
The Left Emissary's expression turned cold, "Wen Ya, are you threatening me?"
"It's not a threat." A light flashed in 温雅's eyes. "I'm here to remind you of something, Lord Left Emissary. That woman called Gu Ruoyun is Gu Shengxiao's younger sister!"
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