Chapter 50

An Xue paused for a moment and continued, “The Flying Birds are very mysterious. So far, no one has found their whereabouts.”

“As for the remaining two, the Butchery and the Yi Yu Pavilion, the Butchery is more ruthless. If someone is killed and there are people nearby, whether innocent elderly or children, they won’t spare them. Rumors say that three months ago, the Butchery slaughtered a small village, using extremely brutal methods.”

“As for the Yi Yu Pavilion, its members are all men, specifically commissioned by men. It’s said that the Pavilion Master is exceptionally beautiful and loves wearing red clothes, but he dislikes women looking at him. Otherwise, even a beating would be considered lenient. His martial arts skills are extraordinary, comparable to those of women.”

“As for the whereabouts of the ‘Black Night’ stronghold?”

“I don’t know, but I’ve heard my mother say that the ‘Black Night’ organization is an old force. The positions of masters are based on abilities rather than bloodline inheritance. Every thirty years, the organization holds a martial arts competition. If challengers lose, the consequences are dire, unless they can replace the owner of the Black Night Tower. Otherwise, challenging the tower owner with insufficient strength is just seeking death.”

Speaking of her mother, An Xue felt a deep sorrow, burying her resentment deeper in her eyes.

“Has there ever been an outsider as the tower owner?”

Upon hearing this, An Xue immediately replied, “Yes, the current tower owner is one, and his martial arts are unparalleled, rarely matched. It’s well known in the martial world. By the way, in just over half a month, the Black Night will hold its martial arts competition.”

A martial arts competition? Put simply, it’s just the tower owner vying for victory.

Chen Xin nodded. “Got it, you can go busy yourself.”

Standing up and walking to the window, she watched the people passing by below, occasionally glancing at the tavern where she would meet a few eyes. She recalled the words of Mrs. Lu and An Xue, slowly curling her lips. With a “bang,” she closed the window.

Concealing her aura, Chen Xin leisurely walked from the teahouse to the street. No one was particularly attracted to her, but those who noticed couldn’t help but sigh at her beauty and extraordinary temperament, a rare sight.

The human aura is quite mysterious. If concealed well, even if you stand beside someone openly, they wouldn’t know there’s someone beside them. Conversely, even if you’re low-key and plain among the crowd, you can still be easily noticed.

Catching a faint scent wafting from ahead, Chen Xin hesitated slightly. When she raised her eyes, she saw Xiao Ju, tall and straight like a wooden stake, staring eagerly at the pastries without moving a muscle. But then, she forcibly restrained herself, tightly pursing her lips and turning away from the pastry shop, leaving Chen Xin’s sight.

Seeing this, Chen Xin felt a sense of relief, like seeing a patient cooperating with treatment. It seemed that the controlled therapy over the past month had been somewhat effective. Hopefully, she would recover soon.

Just then, there was suddenly a commotion in the street, with people rushing about, hastily looking around, excited expressions on their faces, discussing eagerly. The Empress’s birthday?

“See that? That’s the flag of the Tuoba Kingdom. It must be the third princess, the favorite princess of the Tuoba Kingdom’s Empress, coming to celebrate the Empress’s birthday.” Passerby A pointed at the distant golden-brown flag fluttering in the wind.

“Who knows? We’ve never seen the true face of the Tuoba Kingdom’s third princess.”

“That’s true, but it’s also almost time for the birthday of the Empress of Cangyue Kingdom.”

Listening to this, Chen Xin only then learned about the birthday of the Empress of Yunwen Kingdom. At the slow pace of this convoy, it would take at least two months to travel from here to the capital. From departure to arrival, it was a depressing amount of time.

In modern times, to rush for a birthday for four or five months or even more, people would have given up long ago. Whoever wanted to go, let them go.

And who knew how many times around the Earth one would have to fly back and forth to attend all those events.

But this was a world where imperial power reigned supreme. A queen’s birthday encompassed politics and diplomacy, bearing a heavy burden. It required diplomatic skills to handle “difficulties” at any time. It must be said that this was a profound art.

Watching the gradually approaching luxurious caravan, more and more people wanted to push forward to admire the royal elegance.

But what did the Empress’s birthday matter to her? Chen Xin raised an eyebrow, then calmly turned and walked away.

At this moment, the golden eagle-carved carriage of the Tuoba Kingdom slightly lifted its golden veil, and a pair of gentle and tranquil eyes happened to catch sight of Chen Xin’s figure in green clothes ahead, then disappeared.

Only the calm and serene eyes showed a slight ripple, then calmly lowered the veil as if nothing had happened, exuding a gentle temperament like spring.