Chapter 403 Beast
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“What do you want?” Jiang Shanshan dismissed the servants and sat down on a chair, looking at Yuwen You coldly, “I will repay you, but not now.”
Yuwen You smirked, “But I want it now!” He walked over and pinched Jiang Shanshan’s chin, forcing her to look at him. His eyes gleamed with a desire for power, “Give me the remaining half of the bed crossbow blueprint, and I’ll let you go. Otherwise, I’ll immediately go to the Marquis of Changxing’s Mansion and force him to sell land to compensate me!”
To be honest, Jiang Shanshan didn’t care too much about the people from the Marquis of Changxing’s Mansion. Since she came to this world, she had memories, clear memories of who she was, what she could do, and what she wanted. No matter what she did, she always aimed for the greatest benefit she could obtain with this body. Therefore, she also understood very well that without the Marquis of Changxing’s Mansion as a backer, even if she was capable, she would just be alone, and it would be difficult for her to accomplish anything. She had to yield to this ignorant world bound by clans.
She took a deep breath, “The blueprint is not on me.”
“Where is it?” Yuwen You was practically impatient.
“Why so anxious?” Jiang Shanshan smiled leisurely, reached out with her two slender fingers, hooked Yuwen You’s belt hook, and whispered, “I know what you want, but this matter can’t be rushed. I promise to give you the blueprint, but you have to make me happy too, or else, even if you force me to my death, it won’t happen.”
Yuwen You looked at her two slender, white, agile fingers with interest, and smiled coldly, “Are you trying to seduce me? Does Yuwen Chu know how bold you are? Have you seduced him?”
Jiang Shanshan charmingly said, “Not yet. His Ninth Highness is the first person to make me so impressed.” At this point, a flash of white light appeared between her fingers, and her expression turned cold and ruthless, “Go to h*ll!”
Yuwen You suddenly felt a chill on his stomach, and quickly took a step back. He looked down and saw that his clothes had been cut open by a large slash, a few drops of blood seeping out from his stomach. It wasn’t deep, but it hurt because underneath this bloodstain was his old wound—when Fu Mingzhu wanted to break off the engagement at the beginning of the year, he had to break into her room to survive and then frame himself for suicide, resulting in this old wound.
“B*stard!” He blinked, grabbed a chair, and swung it at Jiang Shanshan. Jiang Shanshan tried to run, but he cut off her escape route. He was tall, agile, and powerful, each move precise and well-calculated, not like those ordinary dandies outside.
Caught off guard, Jiang Shanshan was grabbed by her hair and dragged over. “Slap, slap” came a few slaps, leaving her dizzy, blood dripping from the corner of her mouth. “Will you give it? Will you give it?” Yuwen You’s eyes gleamed like a wild beast, with a hint of madness.
Coughing up a mouthful of blood, Jiang Shanshan struggled, “I’ll give it, I’ll give it… let go first.”
As soon as Yuwen You let go, she bounced up like a spring and rushed out, shouting loudly as she ran, “Help! Help!”
The servants of the Jiang family hurriedly rushed out, surrounding her in the middle, trembling with fear, waiting for Yuwen You to come out again and cause trouble. However, after waiting for a long time, Yuwen You did not appear. Jiang Daiqi poked one of the servants, “Go and check.”
The servant slowly moved over step by step, looked around, and then turned back, “He’s gone.”
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Jiang Shanshan collapsed into the arms of the servant, her heart beating violently. Even though it was through her chest, she could still feel the terrifying tremors.
Things had spiraled out of control. Fu Mingzhu turned out to be from the same place as her, like she knew what Jiang Shanshan was going to do and preempted her by making the pot first, causing her to lose face. And the previously despised and thought-to-be controllable Yuwen You suddenly went crazy, almost costing her her life.
Yuwen You would definitely not give up easily, and it seemed that Fu Mingzhu wouldn’t either. What should she do? She had to find a way.
Jiang Shanshan gritted her teeth loudly. With Fu Mingzhu around, there was no room for her, Jiang Shanshan. Only one of them could survive, and that person had to be her. Otherwise, they might as well perish together!
The streets had returned to normalcy, with only a few beggars daring to grab the scattered food outside the Jiang’s Pottery Shop. Two elderly ladies began quarreling over a pristine drip dew pot, each refusing to yield, eventually escalating to physical confrontation. The frail woman succumbed to the robust one, losing the pot and sitting on the ground, cursing her opponent vehemently.
Across the street, two individuals stood in front of a shop. One wore a gray scholar’s robe, his appearance unassuming yet occasionally revealing a hint of elegance. He watched the chaotic scene at the Jiang’s Pottery Shop with interest and turned to the person beside him, asking, “Sir, what are your thoughts on this spectacle?”
This person was Yuwen Cong.
His companion remained hidden in the shadow of the storefront, their voice clear and melodious. “I simply want to know, who brought out this pot?”
Yuwen Cong raised an eyebrow. “Sir, didn’t you travel all the way from the northwest? Have someone check if such a pot exists there, when it started circulating, and where it originated. This is your expertise. If we were to ask who in the world has the keenest senses, it would undoubtedly be you.”
The individual replied calmly, “Fifth Master is mistaken. I’m merely a dog under Wangye’s command, ears and eyes born for Wangye. If we talk about who possesses the keenest senses, it would be Wangye, not me.”
Yuwen Cong sighed in disinterest. “You’re taking this too seriously. Please investigate what Linan Wang intends to do. Could he truly be considering Jiang Shanshan as a concubine? He’s not a sentimental person; there must be ulterior motives. Also, there’s another matter you must look into thoroughly. I sense that the Fu family and Ying Wang are hiding something significant at the Great Temple. I’ve sent three groups of people there, but none have returned. They’ve disappeared without a trace.”
“Understood.”
After exchanging words, the two departed from the storefront, disappearing into the crowd in opposite directions.
By evening, the major mansions in the capital were aware of the incidents involving Jiang Shanshan, the renowned talent, Ying Wangfei, and Linan Wang Yuwen You, on the matter of the drip dew pot. To verify whether Jiang Shanshan was truly a fraud, some individuals specifically retrieved the gift sent by Ying Wang during the Winter Solstice and sought confirmation through various means. Ultimately, their efforts ended in sighs. Although Ying Wangfei acted domineeringly, Second Miss Jiang’s conduct was equally dishonest.
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