Chapter 341 - 309: Husband... Willing but Powerless!_3

But they’ve checked every place with people.

They even did a soul search on some, but still found no information.

"Your Highness, could it be that the Southern King made a mistake?"

Changsun Tian lifted his head slightly, cautiously suggesting.

But Qin Ying didn’t even acknowledge him, instead looking at him as if he were a fool.

A mistake?

Impossible!

Remember, the Southern King had the Star Hall’s Lord Hall Master personally involved.

Even His Majesty the Emperor greatly respects him.

Moreover, his predictions have never failed.

So such a thing simply cannot happen.

But... why is there no trace at all?

What exactly went wrong?

Qin Ying sat there, tapping his fingers on the table.

"Continue the search, search areas without people too, as long as it’s part of rMolan Mansion, don’t miss a spot!"

"Yes!"

Though Changsun Tian felt bitter inside, he didn’t dare speak a word more.

But just as he reached the door, Qin Ying’s voice sounded again.

"I warn you, if there’s still no information within half a year, the burial place quota will be out of your reach!"

Instantly,

Changsun Tian was startled.

Even his foot hung in the air.

After letting out a deep breath, he turned, forced a smile, and respectfully replied, "Yes, Xiaohou understands!"

"You may leave!"

Changsun Tian retreated a few steps, then turned and left the room.

Only after leaving the Lanting Inn,

did he realize he was soaked through, indicating the pressure he felt facing the furious Qin Ying.

"Hmph!"

The spiritual power in his body moved slightly, and the sweat-drenched clothes became dry in an instant, strands of mist attracting quite a few glances.

But feeling his aura, these ordinary folks quickly lowered their heads, quickened their pace, and moved away.

"The Ning Family, quite the Ning Family!"

Changsun Tian’s gaze turned cold; this time, he would dig three feet deep to find the Ning Family.

Otherwise... his quota... would be gone.

Qin Ying wasn’t just trying to scare him; it was real.

Everything he’s done, pledging allegiance to Qin Ying, working hard, was for that one quota.

Regardless of who?

Dare to obstruct him, death!

He felt certain the Ning Family was deliberately erased from traces; otherwise, over the years, even if living in mountain caves, there would be some traces.

But before that, he must have a good talk with the folks in rMolan Mansion.

Meanwhile, in the room, Qin Ying rubbed his temples.

"Where could the Ning Family be?"

He muttered softly.

"Long Da!"

Suddenly called out.

"Your Highness, what are your orders?"

Outside, Long Da bowed slightly and asked respectfully.

"Go to the Imperial City once, have the Southern King request the Hall Master to predict again! Tell him, if he truly wants to obtain the treasure of Marquis Ning, then let the Hall Master delve deeper, if it’s like last time, he can give up!"

"And here..."

Long Da hesitated, after all, his task was to protect Qin Ying’s safety.

He was the strongest, and leaving here made him uneasy.

"Go now! There’s no need for you to worry here!"

Qin Ying’s tone intensified, an invisible authority appeared, making Long Da dare not question further.

"Yes, Your Highness, this subordinate will return to the Imperial City!"

Feeling quite helpless.

This is Qin Ying’s character: once spoken words, decisions made, cannot be changed by anyone.

However, he still advised the other three, "You three must protect His Highness well, or don’t blame me for being unkind!"

"Yes, big brother!"

All three responded in unison.

"Mm!"

Long Da nodded, though uneasy, he dared not delay Qin Ying’s task and turned into a stream of light, flying towards the Imperial City.

...

Late at night!

Today, Chen Xuan was completely exhausted.

Lan Meng’Er was fine, her combat strength really wasn’t good.

But as Ning Xin reached Late-Stage Immortal Grade, her combat power truly skyrocketed.

Previously, when Luan Ying hadn’t broken through the Profound Stage, she could still manage.

But for some reason, after becoming Profound Stage, Luan Ying’s combat power also soared.

Though his strength was strong enough, in this aspect, men are ultimately less than women.

At the last moment... really was a situation of willing yet powerless.

It’s no wonder they say there are only exhausted oxen, no plowed land gone bad.

"Husband... you seem a bit tired... this isn’t like you!"

Ning Xin was exceptionally proactive today; they were usually the ones being beaten to a pulp, now that they’ve turned the tables, she certainly wouldn’t miss a chance to tease Chen Xuan.

Not only that, but even Luan Ying was bolder.

She said softly, "Yes, Sister Ning, tomorrow you must cook something good for Husband, can’t let him suffer!"

"Husband is the pillar of our mansion!"

As for Lan Meng’Er, she lowered her head slightly, but her suppressed laughter irritated Chen Xuan.

"Slap!"

A palm landed hard on her raised hip.

"Still dare to laugh! It’s not even your credit!"

Chen Xuan posed as if being fierce.

"Ouch!"

Lan Meng’Er yelped in pain, but having someone to lean on, she rolled into Ning Xin’s embrace.

And placed her hand on her own raised hip.

Pathetically said, "Sister, look, it’s red!"

"Hiss..."

The two women were undressed, especially Ning Xin holding Lan Meng’Er’s raised hip, making Chen Xuan gasp.

Both his eyes gleamed.

It was such a breathtaking scene, yet...

He glanced down at his buddy.

No stock left!

"Hahaha..."

This scene was caught by Luan Ying’s eyes, instantly she couldn’t hold back and burst into laughter.

The other two women looked at her blankly.

"What’s wrong, Little Sister Luan?"

"Husband.. making you... uncomfortable.. hahahaha..."