Chapter 4: The Heir of the Marquis's Mansion

On the ground, the mysterious and oppressive man's eyes flickered with a complex light. He opened his lips as if to say something, but then heard the sound of chaotic footsteps approaching from the distance. Frowning, he vanished from the spot in a flash.

Su Wanluo straightened her thoughts and turned around, only to find that the man had disappeared at some unknown point. She stared blankly in astonishment.

Damn it, how could that man move so fast? As expected, the power in this world was too formidable.

She had originally been thinking about whether she could ask him to help her go up, but now she could only rely on herself. Su Wanluo looked at the endless mountain peak with a headache, and for a moment, she felt like dying again.

"As this Prince, I want to see the person alive and the corpse dead. Search thoroughly for me, do you understand?"

A man's arrogant voice rang out from not far away, followed by the sound of subordinates responding in unison before they began searching everywhere.

Su Wanluo's expression changed drastically. She recognized that voice; it was none other than Yang Haoxuan, the Heir of Marquis Zhen'an, who had traded a third-grade spiritual tool for her, only to then order her to be beaten to death with clubs.

What was he looking for? Was he looking for her? That seemed impossible; in his eyes, she was nothing more than a corpse that had been smashed to pieces. How could he possibly waste his energy looking for her?

Su Wanluo couldn't figure out what Yang Haoxuan was searching for, but she knew that sooner or later she would be found by his men, because this place was completely barren with nowhere to hide.

More importantly, if she wanted to enter the Marquis's manor to seek revenge, she would have to rely on him; otherwise, the manor's heavy defenses would make it difficult to sneak in.

Although her skills were top-tier and she was almost invincible in the twenty-first century, this world was too strange, filled with experts everywhere. She didn't yet have the capital to be arrogant enough to disregard everything.

Hmph, Ji Miao'er dared to frame her, so she had to get even one way or another. She couldn't let those club strikes go to waste; even now, Su Wanluo's entire body burned with stinging pain. How could she forget who she owed this pain to?

Thinking of this, a cold sneer curled at the corner of Su Wanluo's lips. "Yang Haoxuan, since you've delivered yourself to my door, don't blame me."

Stepping out proactively immediately drew Yang Haoxuan's attention. Yang Haoxuan had a slender build and was fair-skinned, handsome, and talented. Combined with his status as the Heir of Marquis Zhen'an, he was quite popular among women.

However, Su Wanluo did not hold him in high regard. In terms of status, how could a mere Heir of Marquis Zhen'an compare to the Dark Empress who had dominated the world in her previous life? In terms of looks, whether it was temperament or appearance, Ji Chen from her previous life had left Yang Haoxuan in the dust by eight hundred miles.

With Ji Chen as the standard, Yang Haoxuan was somewhat underwhelming. A cold glint flashed in Su Wanluo's eyes, but her face feigned an expression of terror.

Seeing the woman completely intact, a flash of surprise and blatant contempt crossed Yang Haoxuan's narrow eyes. To fall from such a high cliff and still be able to stand before him alive—low-grade bloodlines were indeed resilient. He had thought she had fallen and turned into meat paste.

"Men, take her back to await judgment."

He had important matters to attend to right now and no time to deal with this woman, but that didn't mean he would let her go.

Aside from that initial glance, Yang Haoxuan did not look at her again, as if looking at Su Wanluo even once more would be a great insult to him.

What Su Wanluo couldn't understand was that since this man was willing to trade a third-grade spiritual tool for her, he shouldn't have lost interest in her so quickly.

However, the current development of events was exactly what she had hoped for. Pretending to be very frightened and offering no resistance, Su Wanluo was eventually taken away by the subordinates, while Yang Haoxuan continued his search for something else.