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"Was this something that was planned beforehand?"
"Why did you all come together?"
Han Feng was puzzled.
When Hu Meiren, Madam Mingzhu, Madam Hu, Nongyu, and Caidie arrived, Han Feng didn't think much of it.
What puzzled him was that the Moon Goddess, the Great Master of Fate, and the Flame Spirit Princess hadn't come with Hu Meiren and the others.
"Husband!"
Before Han Feng could respond, Hu Meiren stepped forward and put her arm around him.
"Husband!"
Not to be outdone, Madam Mingzhu stepped forward and embraced Han Feng.
"Ok!"
Han Feng was puzzled, but both Hu Meiren and Madam Mingzhu threw themselves into his arms.
He didn't continue to think about why.
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Han Feng, with his arms around Hu Meiren and Lady Mingzhu, sat on the throne.
"Moon Goddess, Grand Master of Fate, Miss Flame, do you have something to discuss with me?"
Han Feng's gaze swept over the three women, Moon Goddess, Grand Master of Fate, and Flame Spirit Princess, his expression calm.
When Han Feng called out the names of the Moon Goddess and the Great Master of Fate.
Jingni, who was placed in the main hall by Meng Po, the Goddess of Mercy, was filled with astonishment.
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Last night she received news that among the various schools of thought, only the Moon Goddess and the Great Master of Fate, as well as a person named Yan Lingji, attended Han Feng's banquet.
"The Moon Goddess? The High Priestess?"
Could it really be them?
Jing Ni really wanted to turn around and see if the people Han Feng had called were indeed the Moon Goddess and the Great Master of Fate from the Yin Yang School.
However, Han Feng had pressed her acupoints, and despite her many attempts to release them, it had no effect whatsoever.
Han Feng's acupressure techniques are beyond her ability to counter.
Jingni was very unwilling, but she had no choice.
"Can't I come to see the Marquis if there's nothing wrong?"
The High Priestess gave Han Feng a flirtatious wink.
Then, with a captivating sway of her waist, she gracefully walked forward, passing Jing Ni before stopping and gazing intently at Han Feng.
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155. Yan Lingji: My lord, you can't do this!
That's right!
"Could it be that the Marquis has forgotten his old flame for a new one?"
"My lord, you can't do this!"
Yan Lingji stepped forward with cat-like steps and a swaying waist, not daring to show weakness.
She seemed to dislike Da Siming very much, and could never stand seeing him show any flirtatious expression towards Han Feng.
"Sister Yan is right!"
"My lord, you can't be a heartless person, can you?"
The Grand Master of Fate never hesitates to make things bigger.
"I want to see which vixen made you forget your old flame, my lord."
Before Han Feng could respond, Da Siming turned around and looked at Jing Ni.
This sight left her completely stunned.
"Frightened Salamander?"
The High Priestess couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.
After she entered, her gaze was fixed on Han Feng, so she naturally didn't notice Jing Ni in the main hall.
The High Priestess was horrified; her mouth was agape in disbelief.
As a top expert of the Yin-Yang School, she naturally recognized Jing Ni's identity.
Jing Ni, a top-tier assassin from the Luo Wang organization, is incredibly powerful and elusive. Unexpectedly, she was captured alive by Han Feng.
The Moon Goddess, who was about to step forward to tell the High Priestess to stop talking nonsense, narrowed her eyes upon hearing this.
"Frightened Salamander?"
She looked up at Jingni and was immediately surprised.
The moon goddess's face showed disbelief, and a nameless fear welled up in her heart.
This wasn't fear of Jing Ni, but fear of Han Feng.
She knew Jing Ni's strength well; she was a top-tier assassin in the Luo Wang organization, renowned and known to all.
However, how could she not be shocked that this once-renowned assassin had been captured by Han Feng?
Indeed, unlike Da Siming, when Yue Shen entered, she had already discovered that Jing Ni had been immobilized by acupuncture points.
"It really is the Moon Goddess and the Grand Master of Fate from the Yin-Yang School!"
A look of surprise flashed across Jingni's eyes.
"Could it be that they helped Han Feng?"
"Is this why Han Feng felt so confident in his ability to ambush and kill members of the Hundred Schools of Thought?"
"Have the Yin-Yang School secretly joined forces with Han Feng?"
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Countless thoughts flashed through Jing Ni's mind.
The appearance of the Moon Goddess and the Grand Master of Fate at Han Feng's residence was truly unexpected and aroused suspicion.
After all, of the various schools of thought who have come to Nanyang City, only the Moon Goddess and the Grand Master of Fate from the Yin-Yang School are safe and sound, and are even treated as honored guests by Han Feng.
The two of them had close relationships with Han Feng, and it seemed that the Grand Commandant even had that kind of relationship with Han Feng...
Otherwise, the Grand Master of Fate would never have dared to provoke Han Feng like this.
Jingni was horrified, as if she had guessed something.
"You are the Luo Wang Jing Ni?"
A lively voice suddenly rang out.
Yan Lingji stepped forward, her eyes flashing as she stared at Jing Ni.
"Are you really Luo Wang Jing Ni?"
When Yan Lingji saw that Jing Ni did not respond, she asked again.
however.
She still received no response from Jingni.
Upon seeing this, Yan Lingji frowned slightly.
The name Jingni is renowned far and wide.
She was very interested in Jing Ni.
Just because of Jing Ni, a woman, he became a top-tier assassin in the Luo Wang organization.
Jing Ni did not respond to Yan Ling Ji in 3.9, but instead looked at the Moon Goddess and Da Si Ming with a blank expression.
"What is your relationship with Han Feng?"
Jingni's tone was cold and aloof.
Upon hearing this, both the Moon Goddess and the High Priestess were taken aback.
But the two of them instantly understood the meaning behind Jing Ni's words; Jing Ni suspected that they had a relationship with Han Feng.
The Moon Goddess was about to respond to Jing Ni.
But the High Priestess beat her to it.
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