The Grand Secretary's Pampered Wife Chapter 681: Master Takes Action

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The embroidered-uniform guard crashed heavily to the ground, sliding out a deep trench over a foot deep and ten feet long, finally coming to a stop just by the feet of the leader.

Not half an inch more, not half an inch less.

Everything was controlled to perfection.

"Lea… Leader..." He spat out a mouthful of blood and died on the spot.

The leader looked in disbelief at the embroidered-uniform guard who had been killed with a single blow, his eyes wide with terror.

Not all embroidered-uniform guards were death warriors, but all six of them were.

Death warriors were braver and more fearless than ordinary people, never retreating in battle. Yet, for the first time in his life, he felt the urge to retreat.

d.a.m.n it!

Where did this monk come from?

First came a seemingly indestructible kid, and now there was another freakishly skilled expert?

The leader’s eyes flickered as he suppressed the tremor that seemed to come from his very soul. "I won’t fight anymore! Let me go!"

The monk smiled, "Alright."

The leader turned around and started running!

The monk chuckled softly, aimed at his retreating figure, and a powerful internal force shot out from his fingertips, piercing through his chest!

A sharp pain surged through the leader’s chest, and a spray of blood splashed before his eyes. He gaped in disbelief and fell face-first to the ground.

He slid across the gra.s.s for a considerable distance before finally coming to a stop. His entire body quaked, and the energy in his dantian rapidly dissipated.

"Why... you… you promised... to let me... go..."

The monk walked over nonchalantly, looked down at him, and said, "I promised to let you go, but I didn't say I'd let you go alive."

"You... d.a.m.n… it…" The leader took his last breath.

The monk raised an eyebrow and then walked over to Gu Jiao.

Gu Jiao had lost consciousness and lay face-down in the gra.s.s, her posture resembling a sad little frog.

The monk sighed and remarked, "To be able to kill four of them, not bad at all."

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Gu Jiao was awakened by the crackling sound of burning wood. When she opened her eyes, she found herself lying in a dilapidated temple, with spider webs hanging from the Buddha statues and rafters. It was clear that no one had been here for quite some time.

Her nose caught a whiff of a mouth-watering aroma of meat.

Someone was roasting meat, and the earlier noise had come from the pile of firewood.

"Awake?"

A lazy male voice came from behind the firewood pile.

The voice sounded somewhat familiar, as if she had heard it somewhere before.

Gu Jiao’s first instinct was to sit up and resume her defensive posture.

Then she saw the monk behind the fire.

"It's you?"

Wasn't this the handsome monk she had seen in the countryside before?

She had gone up the mountain to find the abbot and had encountered a monk who had fallen into a trap along the way. What stood out most to her about this monk was his good looks, and the second thing that stood out was how peculiar he was.

Back then, the monk was bitten by a venomous snake, and then he bit the snake to death in return.

Gu Jiao blinked and stared at him intently, "What are you doing in the State of Yan?"

While roasting the meat, the monk replied, "How can you be sure this is the State of Yan?"

"Huh?" Gu Jiao was taken aback, "Did I return to the State of Zhao?"

"Hahaha!" The monk suddenly burst into laughter.

Gu Jiao didn’t find anything funny. She stood up to check her condition. Her injuries had been treated with ointment and were healing well; she was no longer in serious trouble.

She then looked around and saw she had been sleeping on a pile of dry gra.s.s, with her back basket and her red-ta.s.seled spear lying near her feet.

She clearly remembered that there were eight ta.s.sels on the red-ta.s.seled spear, but now there were ten.

Could it have been this monk's doing?

Do all monks have a penchant for braiding?

"Those two people, are they dead?" Gu Jiao remembered there were still two embroidered-uniform guards left before she lost consciousness.

"Yeah, they're dead." The monk answered.

"Oh, okay." Gu Jiao didn't ask how they died.

The monk didn’t offer any explanation either.

Gu Jiao then asked, "Where is this place? How long have I been asleep?"

The monk replied, "This is near where you pa.s.sed out. You've been asleep for five days."

Gu Jiao said in disbelief, "Why did I sleep for so long?"

Her injuries shouldn’t have caused her to sleep that many days.

The monk spread his hands, "How should I know?"

Gu Jiao rummaged through her first aid kit, checked the medications, and felt a twitch at the corner of her mouth, "Did you make me take an entire bottle of sedatives?"

The monk suddenly realized, "Is that a sedative? Ah, you didn't label your bottle. You had a high fever, and I applied your wound medicine, but you were still burning like a little stove. I had to find some medicine for you to take. It seems it was indeed medicine. I was worried I might have given you the wrong thing."

Gu Jiao's face turned dark.

You weren’t even sure if the bottle contained medicine, yet you made me take dozens of pills. Could you be any more unreliable?

The monk turned the rabbit on the spit and took out a small bamboo tube from his wide sleeve. He removed the cap and sprinkled some salt on the rabbit meat, "Look, this time I didn't forget the salt."

If he hadn’t mentioned it, Gu Jiao would have almost forgotten. The monk had originally fallen into the trap she set because of a rabbit. She had thought that, as a monk, he would want to save the rabbit. Instead, he had killed it and roasted it without a second thought.

She had once suspected he was a fake monk and still had doubts about it even now.

Gu Jiao looked around, feeling a bit thirsty, "Do you have any water?"

The monk tossed her a water pouch.

Gu Jiao caught it, only to find it empty.

The monk said, "There’s a stream outside the back door of the temple. Use this to get some water."

Gu Jiao replied, "I can drink from the stream directly without the pouch."

The monk glanced at Gu Jiao and said confidently, "I meant for you to fetch some water for me."

Gu Jiao: "..."

What an infuriating monk.

Gu Jiao took the water pouch to the backyard to fetch water.

The monk watched her briskly moving around and slightly squinted his captivating peach blossom eyes, "You’re recovering quite fast."

After drinking her fill, Gu Jiao returned and threw the now-filled water pouch to the monk.

He caught it with a raised hand and smiled, "Thank you."

He was naturally handsome, and when he smiled like that, it was enough to make anyone swoon.

If the monk went around saving people with that kind of looks and demeanor, everyone would be enchanted.

Gu Jiao squatted down opposite the monk, grabbed a small dry twig, and started drawing circles on the ground while waiting for the rabbit to roast.

She asked the monk several questions, and he answered all except how he came to the State of Yan.

There were only two ways to enter the State of Yan: either with official travel doc.u.ments or by being marked as a slave.

It was unclear which category the monk fell into.

"Are you from the State of Zhao or the State of Yan?" Gu Jiao asked.

"Does it matter?" The monk replied with a smile.

Gu Jiao thought seriously for a moment, "Oh, it doesn't."

She continued drawing circles.

The monk continued roasting the meat.

The meat smelled really good.

Gu Jiao was really hungry.

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In the suspenseful supernatural novel “Records of Mortals,” Jiang Baiyan, once a solitary and impoverished youth, finds refuge in the s.h.i.+ family of Chang’an due to his extraordinary bloodline. With his clear and captivating peach blossom eyes, this seemingly innocent young man conceals a fanatical and malevolent lunatic within. Destined to succ.u.mb to darkness amidst hards.h.i.+p and degradation, he becomes a harbinger of chaos.

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The twist? She never got to finish reading the novel.

From what she knew of the plot, Jiang Baiyan was just a silent, timid, and often bullied pitiable character.

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Jiang Baiyan had never encountered someone like s.h.i.+ Dai.

After he had slaughtered all the evil creatures in the garden, the blood-stained young man, exuding a murderous aura, approached her step by step, his lips curling into a malicious smile, "Scared?"

s.h.i.+ Dai responded, “You’re really amazing! I applaud you until I spin like a spiral and fly around the moon three hundred times! And also——you have dimples when you smile!"

Jiang Baiyan: ...?

—

After seeing her at a lantern festival with another man, Jiang Baiyan lowered his eyes, his fingers twirling her hair. He said in a mocking and sinister tone, "The mansion in the western suburbs...if I hide you there, no one will find you, right?"

s.h.i.+ Dai replied, "Does it come with meals and lodging? Can I sleep in everyday? Oh, and your cooking is the best!"

Jiang Baiyan: ...?

—

Jiang Baiyan was supposed to dislike her, even hate her, but as their separation drew near, his eyes turned red and he grabbed her sleeve, pleading, "Don't abandon me, alri—”

s.h.i.+ Dai responded, "Alright, alright, I’ll only have you. Mwah."

Jiang Baiyan: ...?

He hasn't finished his lines yet though…