CHAPTER 1061: CHAPTER 1053: IMPOSSIBLE

Wrapping up the powder again, the person nodded to another, and then the person holding the white powder left the dim alley, stepping into the bright sunlight shining on their face. "Muyun, you’re doomed!" The man holding the powder muttered to himself, gripping the powder tightly. It was none other than Xiao Wushuang, determined to bring Muyun to death.

At this moment, what Xiao Wushuang held in his hand was precisely the deadly Blood Severing Intestines he previously obtained from his home. The sun was so glaring that Xiao Wushuang couldn’t quite open his eyes, so he shielded them with his hand and quickly left the place.

"How’s it going, all done?" Old Hua asked Xiao Yifei, who had just finished. Upon hearing this, Xiao Yifei wiped the sweat from his forehead and nodded, "All done, he should wake up by tomorrow." With those words, Xiao Yifei breathed a sigh of relief.

Old Hua couldn’t help but give a thumbs up, praising, "Xiao Yifei, you’re really something. You managed to cure what no one else could."

Xiao Yifei felt a bit embarrassed looking at Old Hua because he only managed to wake up Muyun, not cure his illness. His condition would still require the Green-eyed Silver-tailed Needle. So Xiao Yifei smiled at Old Hua and said, "I simply woke him temporarily, his sickness isn’t cured yet."

Upon hearing this, Old Hua felt somewhat embarrassed too, and slowly said after a moment’s pause, "Even getting Muyun to wake up is impressive; look at how so many people summoned by Mu Feng couldn’t achieve that." As he spoke, pride showed on Old Hua’s face.

Xiao Yifei smiled but didn’t say much, instead turning towards Yan Ruyu, "Miss Yan Ruyu, thank you very much this time." Xiao Yifei expressed gratitude towards Yan Ruyu.

Yan Ruyu smiled at Xiao Yifei and moved closer, lightly touching Xiao Yifei’s face with a beautiful right hand, "You sure have a handsome face." As she spoke, Yan Ruyu patted Xiao Yifei’s cheek.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Yifei was somewhat surprised and felt more lost for words upon hearing Yan Ruyu’s comment, especially when her hand directly touched his face, making him a bit shy.

Old Hua coughed and claimed he had matters to attend to, leaving Xiao Yifei and Yan Ruyu alone in the room. Xiao Yifei glanced at Yan Ruyu beside him; initially, her gaze seemed indifferent, but now Xiao Yifei sensed something unusual.

So he hastily said, "Miss Yan, I also have some matters to attend to, I’m heading out." Xiao Yifei awkwardly scratched his nose and swiftly exited the room.

Watching Xiao Yifei’s slightly flustered back, Yan Ruyu couldn’t help but cover her mouth and laugh.

Some time, later, the sun quietly slipped away, and night slowly descended. Inside Muyun’s villa, within Muyun’s room, a silhouette stealthily entered through the door.

Pale moonlight shone on the polished floor, revealing the silhouette’s appearance in the dim light - it was Xiao Wushuang!

He held the paper wrapped with powder from earlier, his gaze coldly fixed on Muyun lying on the bed. A silent death seemed ready to unfold here!

In Muyun’s room, Xiao Wushuang’s face wore a sinister smile, while Muyun lay quietly on the bed, seemingly oblivious to death’s approach.

Xiao Wushuang shook the Blood Severing Intestines in his hand, then suddenly shook his head, thinking, "Muyun, truly you can’t blame me, you were the one so eager for me to administer the needle for you?"

With that thought, Xiao Wushuang slowly picked up the water glass from the table, gradually pouring the Blood Severing Intestines into it. The white powder slowly began mingling with the water. Xiao Wushuang raised the glass before his eyes.

The powder in the water was dissolving bit by bit, reflecting Xiao Wushuang’s increasingly horrifying face. After some time, the once cloudy water due to the powder finally cleared up, yet now this glass of water was no longer ordinary, but a murder weapon.

Shaking the glass once more, Xiao Wushuang turned his gaze towards Muyun, with an expression of utter coldness as though Muyun was already a dead person.

"Apologies, only with your death can I rest easy." Xiao Wushuang muttered to himself as he approached Muyun, using the moonlight outside to clearly see Muyun’s face on the bed.

Xiao Wushuang lifted the water glass to Muyun’s lips, "Die." His expression turned ferocious as he slowly moved with the glass.

However, just as the water was about to pour into Muyun’s lips, a strong hand suddenly grabbed Xiao Wushuang’s arm, preventing the water that was meant for Muyun.

Alarmed at being grabbed, Xiao Wushuang was struck with panic, especially as the hand held great strength that he couldn’t shake off no matter how he struggled.

Feeling flustered, Xiao Wushuang slowly shifted his gaze to the hand gripping his arm, seeing that it was slender and not at all appearing capable of holding him. But then, even more astonishingly, the owner of this hand turned out to be Muyun lying on the bed!

Following his gaze up the hand’s length, Xiao Wushuang realized the hand was extending from Muyun’s covers, and he screamed in fright, weakening as the hand holding the glass began to tremble.

Xiao Wushuang swallowed hard, his gaze shifting from the arm towards Muyun’s face. "Ah!" Muyun stared intensely at Xiao Wushuang with wide-open eyes, causing Xiao Wushuang to drop the glass on the floor, spilling the water, while he fell backward in disbelief at the scene.

In Xiao Wushuang’s view, Muyun was completely dead. To suddenly open eyes and grab him felt like being seized by a ghost.

Muyun slowly sat up from the bed, in a manner not like someone sick. The moonlight on his bed was ghastly pale, and in its glow, Xiao Wushuang noticed something unusual about Muyun’s face, wondering if it was his vision or something else.

Xiao Wushuang witnessed a scene unlike any he’d ever seen—one face slowly changed into another, his eyes widened, outright disbelieving at the sight.

"Who are you?" Xiao Wushuang’s trembling finger pointed at the person before him. No, now the face was no longer Muyun’s but someone he’d seen before—Qianxi!

Seeing Qianxi’s face, Xiao Wushuang was stunned into speechlessness. Muyun’s face just transformed into Qianxi in the blink of an eye. Thinking this, Xiao Wushuang lowered his finger, fearing that the person opposite would break it off.

"There’s no need for you to know who I am," Qianxi slowly stepped off the bed, speaking mildly. Hearing this, Xiao Wushuang swallowed again, looking fearfully at Qianxi, who mocked him with a smile, "Bold in poisoning, but look at you now, what a change?"