1851: More Disadvantageous

More Disadvantageous

2Feng Jiu looked at all the different weapons, finally, she picked up a dagger. When the dagger shone with a cold glint when she looked at it, she kept the dagger and stepped back. 3

The Ghost Elder looked on at the side. To them, the most suitable weapon would be knives or swords. Short weapons such as axes, daggers and scimitars were not suitable for them. After all, if there was a fight, the person holding the long weapon would naturally be more advantageous. 

Almost everyone had chosen longswords or knives, only the boy they called number nine had picked a dagger. He couldn't help but ask: "Everyone else had picked swords or knives, why did you pick a dagger? Don't you know that when faced against your enemy, a dagger would be more disadvantageous?"

When Feng Jiu heard this, she looked at the Ghost Elder and replied: "Because subordinate's wrists are thinner and compared to the others, I have less strength. Subordinate feels that a dagger is more suitable than longswords and big knives. Also, it can also be hidden on my body when I am sleeping, so it's safer."

The Ghost Elder nodded his head secretly, satisfied at what he had heard. This young lad was indeed the smallest and his physique was unlike the others, his wrist also didn't seem to have much strength. If he had picked a longsword it may not have been as good a choice as a dagger, after all, a dagger was good at responding to fast attacks. 

Nonetheless, after he had heard the words spoken behind him, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch. He glanced at the boy with a somber look then looked away and motioned for him to retreat. 

He felt that the young boy had said some pleasant words to begin with, but what he really wanted to say was the last two sentences. It seemed that the young boy was quite afraid of death, he even thought about sleeping with a hidden dagger just in case. 

After they heard Feng Jiu's words, number one, Lei Xiao and the others lowered their eyes one by one and concealed the looks in their eyes.

That boy's wrist was slim? He didn't have much strength? Only he could have said something like. Did he not even stop to think that when they were inside, who had been the one who had lifted a devilry cultivator with one hand and smashed him onto the ground with such force it had killed him?

On the other side, Murong Yixuan had sent someone to inquire as after Feng Jiu had left, he hadn't heard of any news about her. He couldn't help but pondered: Where would she have gone?

"Has there been no news recently?" He asked the man in black who had knelt in front of him. 

"Young Master, no we haven't." The man in black replied. 

"Has Nalan Mo Chen returned?" Murong Yixuan asked. 

"Subordinate has sent men to stand guard near the Nalan residence, but no one has seen Young Master Nalan return. However, the men were discovered by the Nalan family so subordinate has had to order them to return."

"Just send men to keep an eye on the city gate. If Nalan Mo Chen returns, he will definitely pass through the city gate." Feng Jiu will most definitely make a trip to the Nalan residence, after all, her subordinates had come over with Nalan Mo Chen. 

"Yes." The man responded and then retreated.

On the other side, after Mo Chen and the others had left, Xuanyuan Mo Ze began arranging his affairs. However, his father had yet to come out of seclusion, therefore, even though he wanted to leave, he was unable to leave. He could only stay and guard him until he came out of seclusion, then make plans afterwards. 

There was a portrait for Feng Jiu in front of him as he sat in the palace. She was in a red dress, there was an aura of wanton and self-confidence between her eyebrows, her devilish charm free and easy, and came alive in the portrait. 

As he was unable to see her in person, he stared at her portrait and muttered softly: "What are you doing now?"

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