Chapter 12 is Late

In the stone tower, the few attendants who had followed Gong Sunyao were immediately alarmed.

"How dare you! Release the young master at once!"

"Release the young master, and we'll spare your life!"

"Mofengwu, release the young master!"

The attendants shouted loudly.

You see, the young master Gong Sunyao was the golden goose of the Yinshan Marquis's mansion. If anything were to happen to him here, none of the people who had come with him today would be able to escape.

Mofengwu, standing in the arena, glanced up and then looked at the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man was momentarily stunned, then quickly regained his composure and said, "Um... this young lady wins."

With that, he raised his hand and immediately someone lowered a ladder, while at the same time presenting the spoils and rewards one by one.

Mofengwu smiled.

Without even looking at Gong Sunyao, she turned and walked away.

As soon as the whip was released, Gong Sunyao immediately struggled to stand up. Then, he tore off the dragon whip wrapped around his neck and looked up at Mofengwu's back as she walked towards the ladder.

"You vile woman, how dare you humiliate this young master like this... You'll die for this! You'll die—!"

With a loud roar, Gong Sunyao swung the long whip with almost full force towards Mofengwu's back.

This blow was almost at full strength.

In the arena, there was an instant flurry of sand and stones, and the surging spiritual power was mixed with a powerful gust of wind, scattering in all directions.

The people above the railing were suddenly shocked.

"Be careful!"

Someone warned, and others covered their eyes. The middle-aged man who was hosting the event was also instantly surprised, and then quickly rushed forward to the railing.

In an instant, Mofengwu, who had already reached the ladder, suddenly dodged the attack and at the same time grabbed the long whip.

Then, as quick as lightning, she had already appeared in front of Gong Sunyao.

Gong Sunyao was taken aback, and then felt a sharp pain in his wrist as the dragon whip fell into Mofengwu's hands.

"You..."

Gong Sunyao was shocked, and then swiftly leaped backwards with great speed... But at this moment, he found that Mofengwu was smiling.

Her face, covered in stone-like ink marks, should have been as ugly as a demon. But at this moment, it carried a strange and dangerous, yet inexplicably beautiful, aura.

Gong Sunyao was suddenly stunned.

He was even somewhat enchanted by those eyes.

Suddenly—

"Young master, be careful!"

But it was too late.

In an instant, a dark shadow suddenly shot forward like a spirit snake, and instantly wrapped around Gong Sunyao's neck. Then, Mofengwu, with one hand pulling the dragon whip, suddenly threw it upwards...

In an instant, the whip handle wrapped around the railing above the arena, and at this moment, Mofengwu, like a bird spreading its wings, leaped up and at the same time grabbed the whip, then plummeted downwards!

Swish—!

The soft whip body rubbed against the railing, making a series of fine and continuous sounds, and Mofengwu immediately plunged the whip handle directly into the stone wall!

"You... um... save... save me... save... save..."

Gong Sunyao was hanging in mid-air, and at this moment, the dragon whip's deadly property was once again triggered, instantly tightening... In an instant, Gong Sunyao breathed his last.

The vast arena fell silent.

Everyone stared at the body hanging from the stone wall, speechless.

But at this moment, Mofengwu didn't even look back. With a leap, she left the arena and arrived at the railing, casually collecting the spoils and rewards.

"Thank you!"

A joyful voice broke the silence. In an instant, several figures suddenly blocked Mofengwu's path, standing in front of her.