Journey to the End of the Night

Chapter 1675 - 1006: Luring the Enemy into the Trap (Part 2)

At this thought, the sharp gaze of Qin Muqing instantly softened into a seductive look."Young Master Ji is extraordinarily capable, truly admirable and worthy of my utmost admiration, isn’t it?"

However, it was truly unpleasant to feel outshone by someone.

Qin Muqing was proud at heart, always striving to be the best in all matters and never allowing herself to be overshadowed by others.

Baili An’s actions were indeed treading on her turf.

The hand that Baili An had placed on her waist didn’t withdraw.

He sat leisurely on the soft couch, still displaying that nonchalant playboy demeanor, with his long legs casually crossed.

And the hand resting on her waist moved up and down like stroking a restless feline.

He drawled, "It was you who clamored for wine, and now that I’ve taken an interest, you’re the one avoiding it. Fourth Miss Qin, your intentions today don’t seem very sincere."

Qin Muqing’s body trembled, feeling the cold fingertips sliding along her back and waist.

The man in front of her was clearly smiling vibrantly, yet his very presence inexplicably conveyed a chilling sense of death.

She felt a trace of fear, yet that fear, as the finger roamed, transformed into an unprecedented strange sensation, filled with novelty and thrill.

Qin Muqing noticed that even her fingers braced on the table were trembling. She looked up and smiled seductively at Baili An:

"Young Master Ji, you’re kidding. If my intentions weren’t sincere, I wouldn’t have brought wine.

It’s rather you, sir, with a heart so ruthless, that just because I didn’t drink the wine you poured, you treated me this way."

Baili An smiled indifferently, and the sliding fingertip suddenly stopped, pressing lightly through the thin fabric.

"Ah——————"

Qin Muqing’s smile instantly froze into a grimace, a cry of pain escaping her lips, as if someone had plucked out her bones.

Though the fingertip applied light pressure, inexplicably it felt like a needle, searing hot and fiercely piercing into her bone marrow, making her wish for death, consumed by pain.

Her enchanting composure finally faded from her eyes, as she looked at Baili An in fearful incomprehension.

Baili An’s smile remained unchanged, but the fingertip maintained its pressure, the intense pain boring into her very being as if to pierce through her waist and abdomen.

"Today marks a rare significant occasion at the auction, and in accompanying Fourth Miss Qin, I have already missed numerous treasures worth bidding on. Is it truly your intention to waste more of my time?"

Qin Muqing’s face turned pallid with pain, her pupils trembling: "Young Master Ji, although Miss Fang San holds you in high regard, don’t forget that I am at least addressed with respect as Fourth Miss Qin.

My mother is City Lord Fang’s most capable steward by his side, though my status may not match Miss Fang San.

Yet you humiliate me in such a manner; aren’t you afraid of causing trouble for yourself?"

"It seems Fourth Miss Qin truly enjoys wasting time."

Baili An chuckled lightly: "Since you already know you are no match for Fang Geyu, where do you find the courage to provoke me?

Or do you think I am blind and foolish, prone to abandoning watermelons to pick beans?"

Qin Muqing thought to herself, a man who could bed that little vixen Fang Geyu wasn’t so simple after all.

All that earlier acceptance and generosity was merely to lure her into a trap, wasn’t it?

However, isn’t strategizing against such a person more entertaining?

In her bright eyes, waves of passion sparkled, her seductive gaze hinted subtly:

"Between Miss Fang San and me, who is the bean and who is the watermelon—shouldn’t that be clear to anyone with discerning eyes?"

"Ha..."

Qin Muqing saw what seemed to be a flicker of mockery in Baili An’s eyes.

Her deliberate flirtation didn’t earn her any tenderness, and the fingertip pressing against her waist suddenly withdrew.

Yet at that instant, the burning pain from the embedded needle transformed into excruciating agony, like a nest of poisonous bees was suddenly stirred, scorching heat spreading like wildfire over dry fields.

The searing pain made her doubt if her spine hadn’t split open, battered and scarred, like parched earth cracking apart in dry heat.

"Ah ah ah——————"

The delicate and precious Qin four girl had never endured such suffering, her charming and beautiful face covered with distorted tears, tormented beyond words.

Baili An slowly exhaled and said: "Since Qin four girl loves wasting time so much, I don’t mind accompanying the girl to have some fun."

"Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell the girl, I have just unlocked all twelve spiritual nodes behind the girl’s back."

"Now the Dragon Sparrow talisman power is roaming in your body. The Dragon Sparrow Five Elements shines as fire, can scorch spiritual elements, let alone mere human spiritual nodes."

"Just while speaking, one of the spiritual nodes in the girl’s body has already withered from burning."

"These 36 small cycles around your body will make you endure intense pain every time they circulate through this place in the future."

"And if Qin four girl wants to continue playing next..."

Baili An traced a large circle on her back with his finger: "I fear this large area of spiritual nodes will be reduced to ashes."

Qin Muqing finally realized she had provoked a madman, she cried out in horror:

"Stop stop stop! Give me another chance, give me another chance!"

Baili An’s smile faded, turning cold, and he raised his hand to snap his fingers.

A strand of mysterious red talismanic light floated from her back, forming a red light talisman that enveloped her.

Qin Muqing was in such pain that she was drenched in sweat, her body suddenly relaxed, collapsing softly onto the table like a weary fish pulled ashore.

She gasped heavily, glanced at Baili An with full apprehension.

Baili An casually threw away the empty wine bottle in his hand and said: "Qin four girl, it’s not too late to leave now. After all, spending such a long time in my room isn’t considered being driven out, so you won’t lose face as a lady."

Qin Muqing’s eyes were full of complex envy, she looked at Baili An in disbelief and asked cautiously:

"That was the Dragon Sparrow talisman just now? You can actually control the power of two divine talismans at the same time in such a short period?"

Not just two divine talismans, if she knew that Baili An could now effortlessly manipulate the power of six divine talismans, what kind of commotion would Qin Muqing stir up?

Baili An did not answer her question, just smiled faintly, and said: "If Qin four girl leaves now, it won’t be easy to leave again."

These words sounded somewhat dangerous, yet at this moment, to Qin Muqing, this danger was also an ambiguous game.

She composed herself, tidied her disheveled dress, no longer flaunting like before, smiled at Baili An and said:

"Young master Ji, you came to Shifang City to propose to Fang Geyu, nothing more than aiming for Shifang City."

"Or to say, sharing the same goal as Mu Yunye, to obtain Shifang Immortal Bloodline, and pass it on to descendants."

Qin Muqing’s eyes flickered, looking at Baili An with a somewhat mocking smile.

If Ji Xinnian were just a flamboyant suitor, simple seduction wouldn’t take much effort and cost.

Unfortunately, this is no ordinary person.

To truly capture him, it requires a high-stakes negotiation at the table.

Whether it’s the six divine talismans in his body or his exceptional talismanic talent, they are all worth her careful consideration.

Baili An detected the implications in her words, his deep eyes darkened slightly, his expression unchanged, he coldly laughed:

"Whether it’s Shifang City or Shifang Bloodline, marrying Fang Geyu is the only and necessary condition."

"Since you already know my intention, what qualifications do you, Qin four girl, have to negotiate terms with me?"

Qin Muqing heard him address Fang Geyu so casually, without any sign of respect or etiquette, if sincerely seeking marriage, how could he be so rude?

It seems he truly doesn’t have much genuine affection for that little slut.

In that case, it makes negotiation easier.

Her eyes flashed with confident and proud light, she said: "No matter if young master Ji seeks Shifang City or Shifang Bloodline, I am far more suitable than Fang Geyu, without a doubt!"

Baili An narrowed his eyes, fixedly staring at her.

Qin Muqing inwardly noted her prediction.

Men in this world, besides loving beauty, are more infatuated with power.

If the former doesn’t work, surely the latter will succeed in one hit.