CHAPTER 764: CHAPTER 468: YOSEF COMES TO THE GATE

The residence where Miss Sui Yi and her company stayed was a loft in the Duke’s Mansion, featuring a courtyard, a balcony, and a separate kitchen, with grapevines planted outside.

In the courtyard was a single figure — naturally, it was Miss Sui Yi. Sprawled amidst the graceful grapevines, she could vaguely be seen sitting in the courtyard, watching a screen hanging from the house’s column, which displayed...

An animated film.

Kung Fu Panda?

That chubby panda, Ah Bao, huffing and puffing...

Everyone was dumbfounded.

All halted their steps about five or six meters away.

At that moment, they saw Miss Sui Yi stand up — uh, going for breakfast? to the bathroom? Or...

As she stood up, her fingers casually hooked beside the chair—clank! Sword sounds resonated like the cry of an owl...

Then...

The blade captured the sunlight, turning it into a fierce and chilling silver light, and after a flick of her wrist...

The piece of Chicken Blood Stone on the table flew up...

It soared two meters high.

The sword moved like a dragon, a snake, an eagle; silver light rustled, and shadows of the blade flowed endlessly like waterfalls, like frost rain, forming a dense net of swords. The Chicken Blood Stone at a height of two meters, while maintaining the same altitude, started spinning, being shaved, pierced, and engraved by each sword in the net! Red and white powder fluttered down like snow, like blood!

It was like a dream, one that had everyone staring agape.

Including Ye Zixu on the second-floor balcony, who watched intently, gripping the weapon in his hand, his eyes locked on her sword, on her.

Was he learning, comprehending, or just watching... the person?

Who knows, anyway, those people were completely mesmerized.

Until, with a swish, the sword light arrested, swiftly executing three cuts.

Thwack, the sword’s tip struck three objects on their descent.

The blade slowly turned, amidst the drifting white and red snow, she swung her sword through the air, pointing the tip towards the people outside the courtyard... specifically, at Chark.

"Come in and get it yourself."

The voice was cool and indifferent, like cold water from a deep pool instantly seeping into the heart, suddenly awakening everyone with an icy startle.

Looking at the palm-sized, endearingly clumsy, chubby, kung fu pose of red and white Ah Bao...

Under the sunlight, with veins clear as crystal, the base pristine and square...

"Me? Is it me? Is it me? Tell me, Mum," Chark asked confusedly.

It’s you, it’s you, it’s definitely you! Little Nezha!

Cao Qijun snapped back to reality, locking eyes with Miss Sui Yi’s calm yet luminous gaze; she understood. This was a person whose invitation one simply could not refuse.

Coming from a standpoint of respect and return.

Bowing her head, she patted Chark’s head, "It’s you... go and get it."

"Ah, okay! I’ll go right now!"

Chark, with a quick motion, went to grab the fence, trying to climb over.

Then the people of the Duke’s Mansion were dumbfounded...

Losar held his forehead, "Son, the gate is just two steps away, and it’s open, what are you doing climbing the fence?"

And you can’t even get over it, you know...

But at least Chark still embraced the not-so-light Ah Bao with added affection, yet upon touching it, he flipped it over only to see engraved patterns beneath the base. Although he could speak Chinese, his knowledge fell short of that of a real Chinese person, being a child, how could he understand the engravings, especially since what he cared about most at the moment was this panda, Ah Bao...

No wonder Miss Sui Yi had earlier asked him if he liked pandas..

For a moment, Chark held this friend of his mother’s and his benefactor in the highest regard in his life, right after his parents...

Miss Sui Yi wasn’t concerned about the significance of this kung fu Ah Bao she had given away; anyway, she found the child very adorable and wanted to give him something, so she did.

What others thought, how they viewed it, didn’t matter to her.

She gripped the sword in her hand, flung it backwards, and thrust it out, clanging it securely into the Sword Sheath.

That clang made Yosef and the guards all shudder.

She glanced over at them.

"Something wrong?"

Her question, light as a spring drizzle, silenced them like the cold of winter.

Yosef’s facial muscles twitched, and for a moment he couldn’t utter a word.

The previously overwhelming aura of combat had now plummeted to negative hundred.

A whole lot of negative energy.

The people of the Duke’s Mansion finally understood; no need for them to show off their muscular prowess anymore, damn, with this Chinese goddess drawing her sword and sheathing it...

World peace, universal brotherhood.

"To subdue the enemy without fighting, impressive," Xius muttered to himself as he watched from a sideline.

He certainly didn’t think it was mere coincidence that they stumbled upon this scene. With her kind of strength, she could detect their presence from hundreds of meters away, yet this Miss Sui Yi seemed to be a very reserved person who wouldn’t easily show off her skills in front of others.

Unless it was... to shock and awe!

A minute later, Fatty Gao came out of the kitchen with steaming hot Chinese breakfast. Seeing so many people, he was surprised, placing the food on the table before noticing the two seals placed on the table.