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A Body Behind the VVIP Door
Morning arrived clear over Autumn Memory Pavilion, while a strong wind scattered red Fenghuangmu blossoms across the stone courtyard and covered several steps.Two old flame trees stood beside the inner walkways, their fallen petals catching beneath pillars and along the edges of screened corridors.Fifteen-year-old Mei Hua had begun ordinary morning duties, expecting nothing worse than demanding supervisors or wealthy guests who refused to wake early.She carried folded cloth along the VVIP corridor when she noticed Wang Ding’s room remained closed far later than seemed normal.Mei Hua hesitated outside because wealthy patrons valued privacy, and disturbing one of Jinhung’s major clan heirs could bring serious punishment upon a young worker.She listened for movement, a servant’s call, or any other sign that the room remained occupied in an ordinary way.
The Cursed Oath
Ning Ju turned toward the open side of the room after admitting that her path no longer followed Guo Jiang’s direction.She kept her back to him because maintaining coldness became harder whenever memory placed Peach Blossom Island over the reality surrounding Eastern Mansion.Guo Jiang remained seated and said, “Different paths do not explain why answering one question feels like betrayal.”Ning Ju closed her eyes before replying, “Because I am no longer someone who belongs entirely to herself.”The words came quietly, but they stripped away more distance than anything she had said since waking.Guo Jiang rose from his seat without approaching her. “Then tell me who owns the part of your life you believe is no longer yours.”Ning Ju’s shoulders tightened. “I kill when ordered, travel where I am sent, and
Two Paths from One Past
Morning light entered the Eastern Mansion chamber softly, reaching Huang Jiayi before the distant sounds of servants fully entered the corridor.She woke slowly beneath clean bedding, confused first by comfort and then by the absence of the severe pain expected after Maple Forest.The chamber around her was large but restrained, furnished with refined wood, several paintings, and a faint calming fragrance.Huang Jiayi shifted carefully and felt soreness rather than the crushing internal damage that had previously made breathing difficult.Her memories returned in sequence: cold force, Guo Jiang’s face, his hand at her throat, the private name she used, and Peach Blossom Island.She closed her eyes briefly and thought, “He treated me after realizing who I might be.”That knowledge created relief and fear at the same time because rescue had pl
Huang Jiayi
Peach Blossom Island remained fixed in Guo Jiang’s mind while he studied Ning Ju’s unconscious face beneath the moonlit forest canopy.One remembered impression surfaced first, not as a long vision, but as a younger voice calling after him beside bright blossoms and sea wind.Another followed immediately, showing a girl whose stubborn affection had once been impossible to separate from the name Huang Jiayi.Guo Jiang’s gaze sharpened as memory finally aligned with the impossible clue Ning Ju had whispered before losing consciousness.“Huang Jiayi,” he said quietly, testing the name against the woman lying injured before him.The recognition did not come from facial resemblance alone because her appearance had changed too much for that certainty.It came from Peach Blossom Island, his private name, and the emotional familiarity sh
The Name Only an Old Friend Knew
Ning Ju could barely breathe while Guo Jiang’s hand remained locked around her throat beneath the pale mist drifting through Maple Forest.The ten corpses around them stood as silent evidence that every escape route connected to her companions had already collapsed.Her injured back throbbed with each heartbeat, while broken meridian flow made even small resistance feel wasteful against Banxiang pressure.Guo Jiang watched her without mercy because, from his perspective, she remained an enemy operative tied to the foreign network threatening Jinhung.Ning Ju clawed at his wrist with weakening fingers and forced enough air through her throat to form one desperate sentence.“Brother Guo Jiang, please do not kill me.”The private name struck harder than any technique because almost nobody in Logun knew the Eastern Demigods by that personal iden
The Eleventh Presence
Guo Jiang stood among ten bodies without celebration, because the fight had solved only the danger immediately in front of him.Broken silver swords lay across disturbed leaves, while cold mist thinned gradually between trunks after the final attack.He extended perception through the surrounding forest, checking whether the ten operatives had hidden observers, reinforcements, or escape support nearby.Nothing answered within immediate range, leaving only insects, settling leaves, and the quiet aftereffects of cultivation pressure around the clearing.That absence did not make the encounter simple, because the group’s earlier conversation had already revealed they were waiting for someone specific.“Ning Ju,” Guo Jiang repeated quietly, testing the name against everything he knew from recent events.The ten had argued about her delay, her st
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