Transmigrated as the Treacherous Official's Childhood Sweetheart-Chapter 332 - 331: The Little Traitor Hit Her

"Senior Brother, Senior Sister, we’ve arrived."

The synchronized voices of two men echoed, as they, wearing pale blue embroidered robes with cloud patterns, used Qinggong to leap down from the rooftop.

The two junior disciples were bright and charming, their demeanor particularly graceful, younger than the senior brother and sister beside them.

If not standing before the so-called senior brother, they too were outstanding young men.

Without comparison, there’s no harm; the man in blue radiated a glow, overshadowing others, while the two junior disciples beside him appeared somewhat dimmed.

Ye Zhi felt a chill in her heart; more and more people from the opposite side...

She struck the woman, whose eyes now bore hatred as cold as a venomous snake and would surely not let this matter rest.

She couldn’t possibly reveal the fake kidnapping plot publicly; it concerned Luo’er’s future.

What should she do?

"Senior Sister, you just said you were going to buy some makeup and didn’t return after half an incense stick’s time, made us search all over, turns out, you got entangled with this little thief," one of the junior disciples spoke, standing closest to the senior sister.

The girl in light green clothes seized the opportunity to complain: "It’s this little thief kidnapping the bride, I’m here to uphold justice, and you arrived just in time, help me catch him and take him to the officials."

After hearing this, the junior disciple drew his sword, looking indignant, and pointed it at the black-clad masked figure, scolding, "Daring to commit crimes in Bronze City, you must be thinking nothing of us from Dragon Tiger Mountain. Little thief, face the sword."

The gleaming Green Blade Sword thrust straight at her.

Ye Zhi stood her ground, fighting back, while using a spear technique Little Traitor had never seen to avoid being recognized.

The long staff swirled up and down, like dancing pear blossoms, clashing with the sword.

After a brief skirmish, the man in light blue embroidered robes was clearly at a disadvantage.

The other junior disciple drew his long sword and also joined the fray, clearly intending to support.

However!

Their martial arts skills were indeed not high, and in a short moment, they were defeated, struck by several hits of the staff, and knocked to the ground, wailing continuously.

On days with the numbers three, six, or nine, Dragon Tiger Mountain sends people to the post station to pick up letters. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

The four in front were the disciples sent to collect letters today.

Having just descended the mountain shortly before, they hadn’t reached the post station yet, and Shen Chen didn’t know of Ye Zhi’s arrival in Bronze City; he just assumed the little thief before him was a petty thief with some martial arts skills.

The three disciples from Dragon Tiger Mountain were all defeated by the nameless little thief.

Shen Chen’s gaze was murderous; he unsheathed the Chengque Sword, leapt up swiftly, and slashed down with it.

Ye Zhi feared injuring him and dared not recklessly attack, using a wooden staff to block.

Clang.

The wooden staff broke upon contact, its holder looking incredulously at it splitting in two.

If the sword had struck a bit more, she feared she would have been split in two...

Ye Zhi threw a wooden staff in Shen Chen’s direction to buy time, lightly tapping the tip of her toes, she leapt several meters away, attempting to escape using Qinggong.

The girl urgently reminded: "Brother Chen, he’s trying to escape, catch him quickly."

The man in blue embroidered robes immediately gave chase, his figure tall and elegant, faster than the black-clad figure. After a chase of several hundred meters, he slapped the back of the frail black-clad figure.

The person hit let out a muffled groan, urgently swooped down from the treetop, staggering a few steps before regaining balance, anxiously running along the path, panting heavily.

The pursuer leapt gracefully along the eaves, not in a hurry, as if playing a game of cat and mouse!

Ye Zhi, panicked and disoriented, tried to shake off the person behind by running randomly in different directions.

Her heart was boiling with discomfort; the previous slap by Little Traitor was serious, she reacted quickly and descended early, doubting that if she forced herself to fly with Qinggong in the air, the next slap would not be so simple.

Little Traitor would surely strike her down.