She Holds the World After Being Reborn-Chapter 394 - 393: It’s okay to play around, but don’t get serious, boss.

Chapter 394: Chapter 393: It’s okay to play around, but don’t get serious, boss.

"Boss, why don’t we just charge up there? We’ve been dawdling at the foot of this mountain for three days, and the brothers are all hot-headed, never having been put through this kind of frustration before," Ghost Face whispered softly into Yan Hongzhao’s ear.

Yan Hongzhao gave him a cold look and rolled her eyes.

"Seems like you’re pretty capable, so why don’t you take the lead and scout ahead?"

Ghost Face was taken aback for a moment, then his face lit up with joy, "Really, boss? You’re not speaking in sarcasm, are you?"

"Nonsense," Yan Hongzhao replied without sparing him a glance, as she walked over to Xiao Pingfeng. At that moment, she saw him patiently grooming the horses, which left her somewhat at a loss.

They had agreed yesterday that he would be the first to attack, yet here it was, past noon the next day, and he hadn’t made a move.

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Seeing her approach, Xiao Pingfeng asked, "What’s up, Hongzhao?"

"The Crown Prince’s horse grooming is quite impressive," blurted out Yan Hongzhao rather dryly.

As she was at a loss for words, she caught Ghost Face making faces at her, so she quickly excused herself, saying she had something to do and ran back.

"Boss, there are people coming down from the mountain! They say they want to see you!"

Upon hearing this, Yan Hongzhao immediately asked in a serious tone, "How many people are there?"

"Not many, just a dozen or so."

"Is that it?" Yan Hongzhao was somewhat impressed by their audacity. There must be at least two to three thousand of her bandit brothers here, so for just a dozen or so disciples to come down the mountain to see her, they were certainly not taking her, the mountain overlord, seriously enough.

"Let’s go and meet them." Yan Hongzhao took a mask from her waist and put it on, revealing only the lower half of her round chin.

Just as she was about to leave, she suddenly saw a young man in a blue outfit blocking her path.

Yan Hongzhao was about to lose her temper when she saw the young man blink at her and then speak with a respectful tone, "Most disciples of the Divine Church of Light are cunning and deceitful. They must be acting on orders from the Sect Hierarch Song Huaxu, coming down the mountain to probe our strengths and weaknesses. I volunteer to go ahead as the pioneer for you, boss."

Ghost Face saw this slender and delicate young lad, not even a third his size, and scoffed, "Who’s this greenhorn daring to make such bold claims!"

"Shut up!" Yan Hongzhao retorted, elbowing him in the stomach. His face contorted in pain at the blow to his abdomen.

He couldn’t believe it as he watched Yan Hongzhao walk away, her attitude toward the young man affectionate.

"Boss, you—"

Who would have thought that Yan Hongzhao would simply leave with the newcomer, arm in arm.

Hot tears streamed down Ghost Face’s cheeks, "In the end, all my devoted affection has been misplaced, reserving all the negative emotions for the person closest to me... Boss, it’s fine to play around, but a man should find someone like me—big and sturdy and dependable... Boss, boo hoo hoo..."

Meanwhile, Yan Hongzhao was so excited that she could hardly contain herself.

Her hands trembled slightly, "Sister, what are you doing here? If the Crown Prince finds out, he will surely be upset!"

But it had only been a day and a night, and these lovebirds were already so entwined—what was going on?

Yan Hongzhao’s heart was racing.

"Don’t worry, Xiaoliu is here too, and I expect he’ll arrive by sunset," Yan Wanqing said, waving her feather fan.

For this occasion, she had even added a couple of fake whiskers to her disguise. Her usually affectionate, peach-blossom eyes now looked somewhat harsher with her frowning brows.

If Yan Wanqing hadn’t openly revealed her identity to Yan Hongzhao, she might have had to put in some effort to recognize her sister.

Seeing Yan Hongzhao so tense.

Yan Wanqing took her hand, "Don’t you think my disguise has improved a lot this time? Today, I deliberately walked past him three times, and he didn’t recognize me."

Yan Hongzhao saw a certain gentleman, standing three paces behind Yan Wanqing, staring intently in their direction without blinking.

The corners of her mouth involuntarily twitched.

So... wasn’t it?

Did he truly not recognize you, or was he just playing along with your game?

"Sister, you’re really amazing—your disguise skills have become impeccable," Yan Hongzhao withdrew her hand and clapped her palms together.

Pleased with the compliment, Yan Wanqing’s emotions were clear as day, evidently influenced by the baby she was carrying.

"Just now you were about to meet with the disciples sent by Song Huaxu, let me accompany you," Yan Wanqing said.

Yan Hongzhao was straightforward and didn’t beat around the bush.

"When we get there, you should speak less. Let sister do the talking," Yan Wanqing instructed.

Yan Hongzhao immediately nodded obediently, her hands tentatively supporting Yan Wanqing as they moved forward.

Yan Wanqing felt a warmth in her heart, and gently pushed away her hands, saying, "You need not worry, sister has martial arts skills now, there’s no need to be so overly cautious, especially with so many eyes upon us, what would it look like!"

Listening to the reproachful words, Yan Hongzhao swallowed hard, "I’ll listen to you, sister."

A moment later.

The two of them came upon a group of sweating, young strong men.

The leader was the Angel Envoy they had dealt with before.

However, the Angel Envoy had not met Yan Hongzhao before, and at this moment, she was wearing a half-mask.

Upon seeing the lady in red, the Angel Envoy stepped forward, holding his sword in both hands as a salute, "I presume this is the female leader, truly impressive in bearing. I am the Angel Envoy, and it’s a pleasure to meet the female leader."

His voice was gentle, and today he had even removed his mask, revealing a face identical to Huai Yu’s, exuding the air of a graceful young master.

Seeing that face, Yan Wanqing was momentarily startled.

Huai Yu...

Memories instantly pulled her back to the past.

Yan Hongzhao looked at the Angel Envoy and hummed indifferently, lowering her voice, "Cut the courtesies. What brings you and so few men down the mountain?"

Her voice was haughty, carrying a trace of grassroots rudeness.

The Angel Envoy believed even more in what the disciples had said, this female leader was indeed a mountain overlord.

Thus, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes.

Which he quickly concealed, "The people at the foot of the mountain have been gathering for three days. The Sect Hierarch specially ordered me to check on you, to see if you have encountered any difficulties. If there is anything you need help with, feel free to tell me. We from the Divine Church of Light are quite hospitable."

This face, along with the gentle and soft-spoken demeanor of a young master.

Those unaware might really think them hospitable.

A hint of coldness passed through Yan Wanqing’s eyes.

She swayed her feather fan, slowly starting to speak, "Actually, there is something that we could use the church’s help with, although it’s somewhat hard to mention."

The Angel Envoy shifted his glance to her face, raising an eyebrow slightly, "And who might this be?"

"Her legal advisor," Yan Hongzhao lied smoothly, without blushing or skipping a beat.

A female Zhuge Liang, claiming to be a legal advisor was not too far-fetched.

Yan Wanqing feigned embarrassment, looking down and lightly smiling as a sign of assent.

The Angel Envoy suddenly understood, and once again saluted, "I have seen the legal advisor, my apologies for not recognizing the presence of an esteemed figure."

"It’s my embarrassment."

"The legal advisor just mentioned that there was something you needed help with. All under heaven are brothers and sisters; feel free to speak, legal advisor," the Angel Envoy said with a hearty laugh.

Yan Wanqing slowed the motion of her fan.

"As the young master must know, we’ve set up camp here in this shady spot by the foothill for three days now. Although it seems we have many people, most are old, sick, and disabled, all of whom are refugees from their homes with nowhere to return..." Yan Wanqing said, covering her face with her fan and feigning tears.

The Angel Envoy spoke in surprise, "What has happened?"

Yan Wanqing sighed deeply, "It’s all caused by power struggles. We had a second-in-command, who climbed up the ranks with our boss, but as Black Wind Stronghold gained notoriety within the martial world, the second-in-command couldn’t contain his ambition. Taking advantage of the boss’s absence, he usurped the leader’s position of Black Wind Stronghold... Our boss wouldn’t concede, but then fell victim to that vile person’s schemes, ending up defeated and driven from home... It’s pitiful, our boss, despite being a woman, has the heart of a hero, even in such circumstances, she did not contend with that villian..."

The intermittent story tumbled out.

Yan Hongzhao struggled to suppress a twitch in her lips.

She really wanted to laugh.

So convincing, and there actually was a nearly identical story from Black Wind Stronghold, so even if the Angel Envoy were to investigate, he wouldn’t find anything amiss.

As expected, after listening, the Angel Envoy’s expression turned solemn.

"This matter is of great importance; I need to return and report to the Sect Hierarch."

"How about this... you bring a few of us up the mountain to see the Sect Hierarch? We’re all leaders here; it would be easier to talk and do business," Yan Wanqing suggested opportunistically.

"How many of you?" the Angel Envoy asked warily.

Yan Wanqing responded just right, "Three, in addition to the two of us, there’s one guard."