"A mere spiritual cultivator dares to act this way in our presence," he began to say. But before he could finish his sentence, a wisp of blue spiritual purifying fire materialized in front of Madam Guo'an.
Madam Guo'an's eyes blazed with anger as she instinctively waved her sleeve, attempting to dispel the dancing blue spiritual purifying fire. To her astonishment, the fire erupted into brilliant sparks with a resounding bang, its flames soaring higher.
Caught off guard, Guo'an jumped in shock. Fortunately, the robust man standing beside her swiftly pulled her into his arms, using his strong, muscular arm to s.h.i.+eld her from the blue spiritual purifying fire.
Qiao Mu observed the scene closely, noting that a black spiritual armor had manifested on the man's arm, preventing the blue spirit flames from penetrating. The flames merely danced around the outer layer for a few seconds before vanis.h.i.+ng silently.
Madam Guo'an seethed with frustration. Despite being a level-12 grand spiritual cultivator, she always found herself outmaneuvered by the young lady. Though the young lady appeared to be a low-rank spiritual cultivator, her attacks were consistently potent and swift, leaving Guo'an increasingly motivated to seek revenge.
The desire to eliminate the young lady intensified within her with each pa.s.sing moment. Madam Guo'an calculated her chances, wondering if she could eliminate the young troublemaker without anyone noticing. Perhaps, she thought, the Crown Prince wouldn't discover her involvement right away.
Her gaze turned cold and malevolent as she stared at Qiao Mu, enunciating her words with deliberate menace, "Leave this courtyard immediately and act as though nothing transpired, and I might spare you."
Fifth Young Sir Qin, who had been unceremoniously knocked to the ground by the young lady, couldn't help but tremble at the unfolding tension.
He had braced himself for the worst, fully antic.i.p.ating that the young lady would unceremoniously toss him aside without uttering a word. He felt trapped, with no way out of this humiliating situation. In his desperation, he briefly contemplated ending it all by his own hand…
Miss Qiao's response to Madam Guo'an's words was a resounding slap through the air, a move that left him utterly astonished. It was nothing short of remarkable!
Fifth Young Sir Qin, who had been knocked to the ground, gazed at the maiden known as Xiao Qiao with wide eyes. He managed to summon the strength to crawl a few steps backward.
"Are you joking? When have I, Qiao Mu, ever backed down from a fight?" A fiery determination burned within Lady Qiaoqiao's heart. She understood Madam Guo'an's intentions all too well.
This woman harbored sinister intentions, aiming to eliminate her. Given the circ.u.mstances, there was no reason to hold back or engage in pointless banter. She could simply remove the threat.
In that moment, the anger and resentment in Guo'an's heart had reached its boiling point. The recent slap had thoroughly humiliated her.
With both new and old grievances fueling her rage, Guo'an steeled herself and shouted, "What are you all standing around for? Take care of this wretched cur immediately!"
The onlookers exchanged uneasy glances and hesitated. They were acutely aware of who the young lady before them was.
Deal with the Crown Prince Consort?
It might feel satisfying to act now, but what then? Would the matter truly end after the Crown Prince learned of his Consort's fate? What terrible consequences might follow, and who would bear the brunt of them?
One of the secret guards took a deep breath, clasping his hands as he spoke to Madam Guo'an, "Consort, please reconsider."
After all, the Crown Prince held sway over the Violetwood Guard in public, with countless hidden factions at his disposal. Harming the Crown Prince Consort was a precarious decision. If the Crown Prince Consort suffered even the slightest harm, the Crown Prince would certainly seek retribution without mercy.
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