Shan Jiaming's handsome face was as black as the bottom of a pot.
He looked at Jun Ziqian with a hint of murderous intent.
The gentleman opposite was unmoved and quietly drank his tea.
It seemed that the red-sleeved move he had always wanted to deal with was right in front of him, but he didn't make any moves.
It seems that he doesn't want to destroy the tranquility of Lifang Pavilion, or does he have other plans?
Mrs. Ming narrowed her eyes coldly: "This King of Qin doesn't seem to have any weaknesses? Power, financial resources, and women are all in his eyes."
Such an impeccable King of Qin is too difficult to deal with.
Today, she also made up her mind, that is, pulling everyone in the garden, she would do everything she could to kill King Qin here.
Puppet smiled: "Madam, have you forgotten who the master of King Qin is? The swordsmanship taught by that man has almost been lost in the world. It can be called the sword of God and no one can break it."
Unexpectedly, King Qin could actually master that swordsmanship, and he was even better than his master.
"I estimate that King Qin has already practiced his swordsmanship to the ninth level. If he reaches the tenth level, probably... no one in the world will be his opponent."
Mrs. Ming was shocked and gritted her teeth.
On the tenth floor, there are no opponents!?
If it was a puppet, she would definitely believe it.
So in today's battle, is there still a chance of winning?
She looked at Puppet.
Puppet glanced at her and chuckled: "Madam, you have already planned to use all your strength in Hong Xiu Zhao, do you still care about winning or losing?"
Obviously, Puppet has calculated that there is little chance of winning in a real battle today.
Mrs. Ming was also blinded by hatred and ignored her.
Anyway, when the time comes, he can just evacuate.
He is willing to stay in Hongxiu Zhao because it is profitable.
But he won't take his own life foolishly.
Mrs. Ming's eyes flashed with viciousness: "No, I still have Zhu'er here, and we should cooperate inside and outside."
She looked at Gu King and gritted her teeth with hatred: "Puppet, you said you would help me."
Puppet smiled lowly: "Yes, your daughter is much better than you in all aspects. With her, the chance of winning is indeed greater. However, you want me to help you..."
He held Mrs. Ming's delicate white hand and said evilly: "Shouldn't you repay me?"
Mrs. Ming was shocked and wanted to withdraw her hand in disgust, but she held it back.
Thinking of her hatred, being alone is absolutely worth the cost.
Mrs. Ming smiled coldly and charmingly: "Okay, I promise you."
Her country was destroyed, the man was killed, all this hatred must be repaid by the King of Qin!
When Puppet heard her firm agreement, he felt happy.
Mrs. Ming held back the hatred in her heart, held Puppet's hand tenderly, and asked in a sweet voice: "Now you should tell me, how can we get rid of King Qin faster?"
Puppet smiled evilly, grabbed Mrs. Ming's waist and pulled her into his arms.
Mrs. Ming was shocked and angry: "You!"
The puppet smelled the seductive fragrance on her body, lowered his head and smiled evilly in her ear: "It's not that easy to seize King Qin's weakness. A ruthless and desireless man is the hardest to break, let alone him.
He is also a master of swordsmanship."
Mrs. Ming gritted her teeth and stared at Puppet's evil-smiling face. She judged what he had in mind and smiled softly: "Puppet, do you have any idea?"
He smiled, his eyes showing blatant aggression towards Mrs. Ming.
He pinched her waist, which was as soft as he expected, and he was extremely satisfied.
Seeing Mrs. Ming's eyes that were about to burst into flames, Puppet smiled lazily: "People, once they have love and desire, they can no longer stop the obsession in their hearts, just like me."
The way he stared straight at Mrs. Ming was extremely evil.