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Overall, it seemed to be a three-section small residence.

Not too small, but for Mu Jian, the leader of the Right Imperial Guards, it seemed too plain.

The courtyard was pitch black, with only a hint of light coming from the gatehouse of the front yard.

“Where’s Guxing?” Jiang Ning whispered.

Gucheng pulled out a small whistle and blew it gently.

The sound of the whistle was fine, light, and prolonged.

If not paying attention, one would think it was the sound of an insect vibrating its wings as it flew by.

With such a subtle sound, Jiang Ning doubted its effectiveness.

Sure enough, there was no movement for a long time.

Jiang Ning stood in the cool wind and couldn’t help but whisper, “Although standing high allows us to see farther, it also makes it easier to catch the wind. Should we go down?”

Gucheng glanced at her, seemingly realizing there was still someone with him.

Speechless.

Did this guy even care about her?

Anyway, Gucheng safely lowered her to the ground.

As soon as her feet touched the ground, a white shadow swooshed across.

It was like a flash of lightning, striking down from the sky.

Jiang Ning hurriedly hid behind Gucheng, “Oh God, don’t strike me! I haven’t done anything immoral. It was them who killed people!”

Gucheng: “…”

After waiting for a while, they didn’t hear the sound of thunder and lightning.

Jiang Ning opened her eyes, peeked out from behind Gucheng’s back, and saw a short and thin girl standing not far away.

The girl appeared to be seventeen or eighteen years old, delicate and slender, dressed in a snow-white gown. Her face had a slightly sallow complexion, giving off a malnourished vibe.

“Cheng, who is she?” the girl asked.

Gucheng replied, “Seventh Miss.”

The girl’s gaze changed instantly. She walked forward and bowed, “Seventh Miss, I am Xing.”

“So you are Guxing? Turns out it’s a young girl.” Jiang Ning immediately stepped out from behind Gucheng and curiously looked at her.

Guxing ignored her and said to Gucheng, “Why did you bring someone who doesn’t know martial arts on a mission? Did you forget the general’s teachings?”

Gucheng replied, “I will protect her.”

Guxing said, “If the mission fails, take the punishment yourself and don’t get me involved.”

Jiang Ning: “… Ms. Xing, this mission is assigned by me. Even if it fails, I won’t punish you, don’t worry.”

Guxing stared at her, “Without punishment, there will be no reward?”

Jiang Ning: “…”

Guxing said, “If rewards and punishments are unclear, what’s the point? I don’t want to do this anymore!”

She turned around and was about to leave.

Gucheng shouted, “Stop!”

Jiang Ning quickly added, “Guxing, do your job properly. Stop complaining or I’ll give you twenty lashes!”

Guxing stood still for three seconds then sprang into action, “I just found some clues!”

Jiang Ning: “??”

Was this girl a little… alphabet-oriented?

Jiang Ning looked at Gucheng suspiciously and began to wonder how the great General Jiang Mubai trained their group, turning them into such strange people.

Gucheng also looked at her, not understanding what was wrong with her at this moment.

“Miss,” he reminded her that they were still in Mu Jian’s home.

Jiang Ning hurriedly said, “Let’s go see what Guxing has found.”

As she grabbed Gucheng’s arm, a person in a black mask emerged from a nearby shadow and whispered, “What do you want to see?”