The Ninth Sister is a Prodigious Beast Master

The door opened. A man in an exquisite black warrior suit and a snow-white mask opened the door. He took the ginseng soup and said, “Thank you.” Just as he was about to close the door, the maid took a step forward and leaned against the door. “My lord, it’s late at night. Do you want Lu Qi to stay with you?”

A gust of wind blew over and pushed the green-robed maid out of the door, slamming it shut. The man patted his chest and heaved a sigh of relief. “That was close! You have to know that my first time was precious. How can it fall into the hands of such a person? Fortunately, there’s not a single female in Master’s residence.”

He took off the mask and threw it aside. He muttered, “I really don’t know how Bei Ye endured it. It’s really uncomfortable to wear this mask.”

That’s right, it was Qiong Qi who was guarding Beiting Huang’s room. At this moment, Beiting Huang was dressed in classic black clothes and had blended into the night. She was standing against the back wall of the courtyard. Under the hazy light, carriages loaded with materials were neatly parked at the door. All of them were wrapped tightly in oil paper. Only one of the carriages was tied with a white ribbon.

“Master, they tampered with this carriage. The tents for the Snow Wolf Mercenary Group have been sprinkled with Xi Huo powder.” On Beiting Huang’s shoulder, Thunderbolt raised its little paw and pointed at the marked carriage.

“Do you know which carriage the Xing Tian Mercenary Group is going to use?” Beiting Huang asked.

“No, otherwise, I would have taken action. If I changed the two marks, would I still need to inform Master?” Thunder said proudly. This time, if not for his gluttony, would he have been able to make such a great contribution? Hmph, Lightning looked down on him every time and said that he was gluttonous.

Beiting Huang rubbed her bare chin and rolled her black eyes. Then, she heard another carriage coming out of the backyard door. Someone shouted, “Hurry up and follow me. This carriage is for tomorrow morning’s food. You have to be careful and take good care of it along the way!”

Food? Beiting Huang suddenly wanted to laugh at the sky. She had been worried that she would not be able to make a move. Since there was food, it was easy. She did not want to implicate the Xing Tian Mercenary Group because of Spark. Since Scarwood insisted on fighting her to the death, why should she be polite?

“Little Vine, I remember that you can secrete a liquid that can slow down one’s spiritual power?” Beiting Huang asked Little Vine in her heart.

“Yes, Master. I can only secrete two poisons now. One can slow spiritual power, and the other can create illusions,” Little Vine said proudly.

“That makes things easier. Let’s settle the tent issue today. We’ll leave the poisoning to Little Vine tomorrow,” Beiting Huang said.

“Yes!” Little Vine was very happy. After following her master for so long, she finally had a use for him. She could not help but be especially excited. “Little Vine will definitely not let you down.”

The horned horse carriage had already begun to move forward. Beiting Huang followed at a moderate distance. She had always belonged to the night. Even when she walked under the light, she was like a ghost that could not be seen. She was undoubtedly the King of Darkness. Every inch of her aura blended into the night. Even if she was face to face with someone, no one would notice.