Chapter 392 What Was She Talking About?

"Just this?" As Hong Bao walked around the so-called treasury, his face turned black.
There were a dozen boxes of silver, some impressive looking but useless weapons and armor, and several crystal cups as well as very beautiful mirrors that were stored in a box. The copper mirrors they were used to were completely incomparable to these extremely beautiful mirrors.
The most valuable things here were the crystal cups and mirrors inside the box. Yet, no matter what, the owner of this treasury was a warlord of the Yun Nation. Furthermore, the Yun Nation was well-known for being affluent. How was it impossible that he only had this little bit of treasure?
There was only one possibility: this treasury was just for show, and there was another one that stored the genuine treasures.
"Sir, what should we do? Take them?"
"Take this box." Hong Bao pointed at the box that contained the crystal cups and mirrors.
Even if he didn't know much about treasures, he could see that this box of items was more valuable than the silver."Torch it, burn everything, and wait for them to find the real treasury before we make another trip," Hong Bao ordered as he rubbed his chin.
Since he couldn't find the genuine treasury, he would burn everything here so that there might be a chance for the genuine treasury to be revealed. He would wait outside the city for a day. After everything was burned to ashes, he would then make another trip into the city to see if there was any trace of the genuine treasury. "We have yet to locate that warlord."
"Even if the warlord can escape, the city can't. His roots are here, and ultimately, he can't escape. Now that the sky is turning bright, burn everything first. Then, evacuate. Seal up the wells and smash everything that contains water so that they can't fight the fire."
"Yes."
Thereafter, everyone separated into two groups. One group went around setting fires everywhere, while the other group sealed up all the wells.
They also conveniently smashed everything that contained water.
For instance, the buckets and water tanks in the courtyard.
One, two, three water tanks had been smashed. When a certain water tank was broken, a person fell out. The person who broke the water tank was just as stunned as the man inside the water tank, but this man quickly somersaulted and broke into a run.
Naturally, this man was Ye Ke.
The screams outside had since disappeared, and there was only the sound of heavy incoming footsteps. The meaning was very evident.
Everyone in his residence was dead.
This included his concubines as well as his kids.
Ye Ke was frightened out of his wits. On the one hand, he was cursing the city soldiers in his heart because they had yet to arrive. On the other hand, he was carefully hiding himself and waiting for these barbarian to leave before he could escape.
However, he wasn't able to hide anymore.
The aboriginal soldier came back to his senses and revealed a bitter smile. He then conveniently unsheathed the sword that was on his back and thrusted at that person.
After that, the aboriginal soldier walked over and stepped on the body to pull out his sword. He then wiped the sword twice with the fallen man's clothes. All of sudden, he thought of something.
This person's build seemed similar to the warlord that everyone was looking for?
Could this person really be him?
"Hehe!" Instantly, that aboriginal soldier was elated. It was as if a a tasty meat pie fell from heaven.
The aboriginal soldier flipped that person over, saw that he was still breathing, and asked. "Are you the warlord?"
Ye Ke was like a crab and vomiting blood out of his mouth. That thrust from the sword had penetrated his lungs.
"Yes or no?"
Pow. He was given a slap to the face.
"Are you the warlord or not?"
Pow. He was given another slap to the face.
"Why don't you answer me! Are you the warlord or not?!"
Pow pow pow pow!"Are you still breathing? Not breathing anymore? Forget it. I will be rewarded even if I only bring your head back." Seeing that the person wasn't breathing anymore, the aboriginal soldier directly chopped off his head.
Regardless of whether you are the warlord or not, I will treat you as him.
"Boss, boss, I have brought the warlord's head back. Can you check if it's him?" The aboriginal soldier excitedly ran over to present this treasure to Hong Bao.
Hong Bao stood in the courtyard and saw the head that was delivered by his subordinate. This head was disfigured to the extent that it didn't even look like a human's head anymore. Even the deceased's biological mother wouldn't be able to recognize his face, let alone Hong Bao.
"What about his body?"
"It's over there. I'll go bring it over."
A moment later, he carried the body over.
The body was very dirty, but from its build, it was very similar to Ye Ke's.
"Did you ask where the genuine treasury is located at?"
"Oh, I forgot…"
"Forget it. I'll reward you." Hong Bao waved him off. In any case, they had grabbed a box of treasures.
As for the genuine treasury, now that the warlord was dead, it was unknown if the city soldiers could locate where the real treasury was. He would wait for another two days before planning his next step. Even if they didn't locate the genuine treasury, those crystal cups and mirrors should be able to fetch a large sum of money. They would at least gain some merit by handing them over to the empress. The soldiers in the city arrived just as the flames started to rise in the surroundings.
"Go and kill our way out."
…
If Ren Baqian knew that those people grabbed the worthless crystal cups and mirrors, his expression would definitely change for the worse.
At present, he was on Earth.
After cleaning himself up, he was ready to go out.
Today's task was rather special, he was going out to meet someone extraordinary.
Qi Jiayu.
Frankly speaking, he didn't think about how he would treat the woman who looked 80 percent similar to the empress. Moreover, if he didn't guess wrongly, that Qi Jiayu was probably this world's empress.
Two different people who were actually the same person in some aspects. Otherwise, the fraction of the empress's soul wouldn't have reacted that way upon seeing Qi Jiayu.
Just like when he met the Seventh Prince for the first time.
Ren Baqian felt that this was a thorny situation and didn't know how he should handle it.
Ignore her? At that moment, however, the fraction of the empress's soul evoked an evil thought. Kill her? From a certain point of view, this was the best option.
Nowadays, Ren Baqian had no sense of guilt after killing innocent people. He had even killed thousands of people, so why would he care about an ordinary person.
Nonetheless, she was this world's empress afterall. This identity made it somewhat difficult for him to take any action. Thus, after considering for a few days, he finally contacted Qi Jiayu through Shen Feng and arranged for her to meet him.
The method was very simple. First of all, he got Shen Feng to find her teaching assistant and then informed the teaching assistant that a certain company needed to recruit several interns.
Those who wanted to apply had to hand in their resume.
Thereafter, he would check if her resume was among those that were handed in.
If not, he would have had to think of another method.
Things went smoothly, however, and he arranged for an interview with her after that.
Ren Baqian drove his car to a cafe in Shanghai. Subsequently, he found a seat inside.
After waiting for about 20 minutes in the cafe, he saw a young lady walk through the door.
The young lady was wearing a floral skirt and a white lace shirt. She looked youthful and exuded a lovable charm.
At the same time, the killing intent in Ren Baqian's heart began to soar.
"It's her." Ren Baqian immediately knew that his target was here.
The next moment, his phone rang.
"Hello, is this Mr. Ren?"
"Table 16. I can already see you," Ren Baqian said indifferently.
Qi Jiayu pushed the door and looked around. After asking the waiter, she then walked over to Ren Baqian by following the waiter's directions.
"Hello!" Qi Jiayu spoke first. Soon after, she recognized Ren Baqian and was a little shocked, "It's you?"
"Take a seat!" Ren Baqian said faintly.
"You are that stalker? What's the point of beating around the bush and wasting so much effort to deceive me into coming here? Could it be that you are going to chase me? Do you know that your behavior is very annoying? Even though it seems like you put in a lot of effort, my apologies, I'm a decent person who deserves someone better." A chain of sentences came out of Qi Jiayu's mouth after she recovered from the shock.
Ren Baqian was speechless.
What was this situation?
Seeing that Qi Jiayu dropped a bomb of words on him and then turned away to leave, Ren Baqian was clueless.
What was she talking about? What was this situation?
I have been rejected by her?