CHAPTER 780: CHAPTER 480: THE CASTLE, THE GUESTS

Logically speaking, they all knew what each other had been through, what they had sacrificed, and they knew they were still the same as they were as children, treating each other as close friends and sisters. Now, after a long separation and a reunion in the face of life and death, they should have been enthusiastic and warm, yet they were as cold as ice.

Why, exactly?

They each had a trial in their hearts that they couldn’t get over.

Sui Yi approached the bathroom and took off her shirt, revealing her emaciated upper body. She was about to change clothes when, smack, the door was suddenly pushed open.

At the door, Zhuang Ziyi was watching.

After a moment, Sui Yi asked her, "Coming in?"

Zhuang Ziyi frowned, "You didn’t lock the door."

So, you just pushed it open?

So, it’s my fault?

Sui Yi tilted her head.

Zhuang Ziyi extended a hand, placing a bottle of medicine on the side.

"This is from Jiang Chenyu for you."

"Thank you."

Zhuang Ziyi didn’t respond, just closed the door.

After the door was closed, Sui Yi sighed and turned to look at her reflection in the mirror.

In the mirror, she saw the ferocious scar on her left shoulder. Although it had scabbed over, it still stretched across her skin in crisscrossing lines.

That day in the clothing store, she had chosen a conservatively long skirt to wear; otherwise, it would have been exposed...

It was flesh that had been torn away... Jiang Chenyu had used medicine to heal and regenerate her flesh, but it was far from returning to its former state.

One of her collarbones inside had been broken.

It seemed something had been inserted into it.

Often, she would feel an icy chill in the left side of her body, emanating from the depths of her bones. Occasionally, it would be excruciating, as if something inside was growing.

Rather than saying that woman was scheming for something, it might be more accurate to say her greater purpose was with herself—

--this body.

Yet she really couldn’t resist, not just because of Zhuang Ziyi, but also...

"Sui Yi, you are too weak now..."

Too weak...

Sui Yi picked up the bottle of medicine; the lid opened to reveal a milky ointment that smelled fragrant. But the problem was... there was a piece of paper stuffed inside the cap.

She opened it and frowned.

It was a note from Jiang Chenyu, with a sentence written on it.

--Be careful with your left hand.

She could think of many possibilities from that sentence, but wasn’t sure which one it was.

It was truly annoying—couldn’t she have just explained it clearly?

As for Jiang Chenyu’s occasional malice, Sui Yi could only feel depressed.

Behind the door, Zhuang Ziyi had lifted up her own clothing to check the wound on her abdomen after the door had closed.

There was no wound at all.

But just a month ago, there had been a noticeable scar there.

She, who had been dead and withered, was now beginning to understand how she had come back to life.

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As Sui Yi stepped out of the room, she immediately saw the deck filled with people. Naturally, she also saw the island ahead of the ship, bathed in the beautiful glow of the evening sun, its beaches covered with silver-like sand, and the island lush with forests, lakes, and waterfalls.

The island was much larger than Sui Yi and the others had imagined, big enough to accommodate a thousand Junshi Castles.

Yet there it was, standing alone in the vast and boundless ocean...

But about a kilometer behind the beach stood a huge ancient castle, which in terms of scale was about thirty to forty percent larger than Buckingham Palace, not to mention the entire island was its backyard...

The magnificence, the grandeur...

The attendees also noticed birds and animal calls occasionally flying out of the woods...

It was like a primeval forest.

Everyone present was somewhat stunned.

"Now I truly understand why Prince Yale chose to hold the banquet here."

Uh, isn’t that the reason you explained to us earlier?

Cao Ling said this, but when she saw Sui Yi come out, she smiled. However, when she saw the person behind Sui Yi... she paused.

This person was known to Sui Yi, and since the two of them came out together, could it be a guest Sui Yi had just encountered?

Her gaze flickered slightly.

This person looked somewhat familiar.

But it was Ye Zixu whose pupils shrank, because Cao Ling and her brother were not at the scene earlier, so they didn’t know what the Rong Ghost looked like. Since their identities had been kept confidential due to an unspoken agreement with Sui Yi and the officials, the siblings were also unaware that the woman they encountered at the auction, who was with Sherlock, was the Rong Ghost.

But Ye Zixu knew.

And had seen her face in person.

Someone who was supposed to be dead... was truly alive.

But Ye Zixu didn’t show any unusual reaction, simply watching the person following Sui Yi closely. He didn’t approach them, instead, he found a corner, took a glass of wine, and contentedly sipped it...

When it comes to temperament, she truly stood apart from all the nobles and famous ladies there. Her cool and melancholic demeanor made many girls secretly feel intimidated...

"Such a majestic, solitary castle on an island, I wouldn’t mind at all if there were any terrifying stories associated with it, or even if something really did happen..."

A young gentleman couldn’t help but utter such a statement, causing a nearby lady to chide him in a low voice!

"Cook, what nonsense are you talking about!"

The lady had a clear voice and was looking at her companion with disapproving, wide eyes...

Well, these young gentlemen and ladies were mostly descendants of the London Region nobility, accompanying their elders. Without much actual power, but with ample time and money to enjoy life, it was no wonder that the young man just made such a sigh.

Fortunately, not many seriously esteemed elders were around, otherwise, the lad would have been scolded like a dog.

Alright, even though foreigners love adventures, such brazen, ill-omened talk is still quite unpopular.

That’s why the more thoughtful and smart lady immediately reprimanded him.

"OK, OK, Mary, you need to relax. We’re here to have fun, right, Chopper!"

Chopper, with good-looking hair and handsome features, simply shrugged nonchalantly, provoking Cook who had a few freckles on his face to immediately tease him for being too serious...

Mary, noticing the attention from Sui Yi and the others, felt a bit embarrassed...

In fact, many London girls were not as bold and generous as one might imagine. After all, the London Region has always been full of artistic spirit, and families that pride themselves on noble upbringing teach their daughters first about ladylike elegance.

So Mary gave them an apologetic expression...

"The circle of nobility is like a big dye vat; you’ll find all sorts of people. That’s true all around the world."

This was Mu Sang’s assessment.

Everyone agreed wholeheartedly.

Before the boat docked at the shallow port, over twenty servants were waiting, and the butler, dressed in a tailcoat, bowed precisely before the cameras of no fewer than twenty media outlets, gesturing with his hands.

"Welcome to Hellfire."

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It was lucky that a long path had already been built from the beach to the castle; otherwise, the feeling of wearing 12-centimeter high heels on the beach...

Many ladies in high heels and long trailing dresses breathed a deep sigh of relief.

They were terrified that their high heels would get stuck in the sand or that sand would cover the hems of their dresses, and such scenes would be broadcast worldwide...

In comparison, Sui Yi, wearing boots, was much more comfortable.

The castle looked imposing from a distance, especially its towering spires. Up close, though, there was not much of a scary atmosphere...

Someone asked the butler, who smiled, "Prince Yale has had the castle renovated, correcting some not so pleasant aspects that caused illusions in the original environment."

No wonder the castle, belonging to hundreds of years ago, now looked as if it were completely new, quite different from the recorded history of the old castle.

Sui Yi remembered a photo of Hellfire he had reviewed that morning and compared it with what was before his eyes, inwardly remarking no wonder Prince Yale was considered the foremost prince, his dignity and power nearly rivaling the Imperial Family...

Just the financial strength to buy the entire island and renovate the castle like this was truly terrifying.

But would such a person take an interest in the jade resource market of the Southeast Asia region? Or was it just a minor interest to him?

Sui Yi didn’t know much about the Grand Prince of Yale; it seemed that the Losar nobility held him in high regard, so it wouldn’t be right to ask too many questions.

And so, a group of people entered the castle just like that...

The media set up on one side, filming with their cameras...

However, it wasn’t time for the evening dinner yet, it was only five o’clock... For foreigners, five in the evening, especially at a moment when the twilight was so beautiful...

Many guests gathered on the grand balcony to watch the sunset, and on the balcony, snacks and drinks were already prepared, as if the castle had been ready for them to enjoy.

Sui Yi leaned against the railing, his gaze sweeping over many people...

"Another ship has returned."

This remark made Sui Yi turn his head to look; at the port, two giant ships were already docked, one having just arrived. With his vision, he could still see the churning waves, and people beginning to disembark... Recognizing the individuals on board, Sui Yi, Cao Ling, and the others were all taken aback.

Acquaintances.

But Sui Yi was not surprised because he had known they would come.

It was just that there were two men alongside the two women.

"I knew they wouldn’t let things go easily, the Imperial Guards, huh!" Cao Ling’s cold snort revealed that she did not belong to the Imperial Guards and held some animosity towards them.

Cao Yu, however, did not notice his sister’s displeasure and was instead staring intently at the approaching group...

Two men, two women.

According to the rules of the dinner, 1VS1, a perfect match.

"Humph!"

Sui Yi turned to look at Cao Yu, with a somewhat strange expression.

Cao Ling: That humph wasn’t me.

Cao Yu: ...

Ming Lanyuan and Yue Beiqing had also noticed Sui Yi and their group; after all, Chinese faces stood out among the European ones. Moreover, since all of them were good-looking, the moment Ming Lanyuan and Yue Beiqing—two individuals who just over three months ago had elegantly taken down many enemies as a "forensic doctor" and "captain"—arrived in sexy, charming short skirts and stylish dresses...

They were dazzling!

Ming Lanyuan wore a short skirt.

That kind of bandeau short skirt, with ten-centimeter strap heels. The black straps climbed up to the ankle, ensnaring slender, pale legs, with round and long thighs lifted by the high heels. The short skirt wrapped over her pert buttocks, and then upwards...

In her hand, she carried a simple yet ultra-modern long black clutch.

Each step she took was a catwalk stride...(To be continued. If you like this work, you’re welcome to vote for it on Qidian (qidian.com), your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)