Was she living in a giant lie, where all the men around her were actually women in disguise?
Lu Shan fell into deep suspicion.
Now she worried she might be going crazy.
Afterward, Lu Shan could no longer trust her own perceptions.
Having confirmed it with her own eyes, how could she be sure this wasn’t a deception?
What if she pulled down the pants of that burly shopkeeper and found it concave underneath?
After experiencing Ye Xiaobei suddenly having an older brother and the gender of the passing scholar becoming a mystery, even though everyone said men’s anatomy was different, Lu Shan had never seen it with her own eyes and couldn’t figure it out.
Left with no choice, Lu Shan performed the most basic diagnosis.
Immediately after, her just-relaxed brows furrowed again.
“Excessive drinking…?”
Lu Shan looked at the nearly untouched wine bowl and tested again suspiciously—sure enough.
“Boss, cook a bowl of hangover soup.”
“Okay.”
Wu Zigi answered vaguely.
Though he didn’t understand why this female warrior would make such a hasty judgment, if it were him, he definitely wouldn’t dare touch that senior.
Judging by the girl’s young face and her fine clothes, she must be a rising star from a major sect.
Her strength was decent, but unfortunately she lacked experience and was easy to trick—even he could take her down easily.
Just as he was thinking this, Lu Shan sniffed the scent wafting from Su Mu’s wine bowl, her expression turning fierce.
In an instant, she disappeared from where she stood.
The next moment, Wu Zigi felt a chill engulf his entire body.
The bone-cleaver in his hand fell to the ground involuntarily, and his whole body was frozen, unable to move.
Overwhelming terror made him subconsciously let out a difficult whimper from his throat, but that didn’t slow the stiffness of his body.
Instead, even his breathing gradually froze, his face instantly flushing red.
Looking closely, one could see that the restraint on Wu Zigi was especially unnatural.
Even the hair on his head was frozen by an invisible force, as if he had been pinned onto an ink painting, anchored by black ink spots on that thin paper.
Like a small shrimp in an ink painting—vivid but unable to move.
Suddenly, a cold, sharp girl’s voice came from behind him: “Who are you? Why did you poison the wine?”
Wu Zigi felt ice-cold all over.
He wanted to beg for mercy but couldn’t.
Feeling the footsteps drawing closer, Wu Zigi’s heart burned with anxiety.
He kept channeling his internal energy but couldn’t break through the invisible seal.
When the blade pressed against his throat, his expression froze, and despair welled up inside him.
Maybe he shouldn’t have waded into this muddy water…
Just as his life was about to flash before his eyes, the pressure around Wu Zigi suddenly loosened, and he could finally channel his internal energy again.
Joy surged in his heart.
Instead of recklessly rushing at Lu Shan, he decisively dispersed the poison throughout his body into the air, forming a dark purple mist that spread around to block her vision.
Coming back to her senses, Lu Shan quickly held her breath, but she still unavoidably felt a numbness in her body.
She could only watch helplessly as Wu Zigi fled.
She gritted her silver teeth and reactivated her sluggish technique.
Her internal energy swept away the poison mist around her.
But when she looked again, the big man had vanished, leaving only the bloodstained bone-cleaver and half a body on the chopping block.
But with just the lower half, how could she identify this person?
Lu Shan sighed helplessly, but what concerned her more was the momentary lapse in her technique just now.
Even under her full concentration, that man shouldn’t have had a chance to break free.
Yet just as she approached, some unknown force made her slightly dizzy.
When she came to, Wu Zigi had already escaped, leaving behind a mess.
Lu Shan was certain it wasn’t poison, so someone must have used internal energy to disturb her mind.
But who could that be…
Just then, Su Mu woke up groggily, propping herself up on the table.
Su Mu nodded as if understanding.
Qing’er helplessly leaned close to her ear and whispered what had just happened.
“Huh, did I fall asleep just now?”
“Chief, this is clearly a very troublesome thing, okay? This is a shady inn!”
Qing’er wasn’t stupid.
Just from the commotion inside, she had roughly guessed the situation and felt a chill of fear.
So our Chief got drugged again!
“Don’t worry, it’s just a shady inn… I saw someone in my dream just now, and I woke up right away. Luckily it was just a dream…”
Su Mu was also full of fear.
Falling asleep in the dream world would cause her consciousness to sink into deeper darkness.
Tang Nai had specially prepared a layer so that those who fell asleep here wouldn’t end up in strange places.
And it seemed because of the wine, Su Mu had slept especially deeply, sinking so far into that layer that Tang Nai had to come fish her out personally.
But just seeing Tang Nai walking toward her with a wicked grin was enough to wake Su Mu completely, so she hadn’t slept too long.
However, even though she was awake, the effects of the alcohol remained piled up in her head, leaving Su Mu groggy and unable to speak clearly.
She could use her magic power to dispel it, but…
“Chief, please circulate your energy to sober up. You’re very drunk.”
Hearing Qing’er’s words, Su Mu immediately retorted.
“I-I’m not drunk at all. I’m perfectly clear-headed… Watch…”
With that, Su Mu picked up the bowl in front of her and downed the wine in one gulp, leaving Qing’er dumbfounded.
“Chief, this poisoned wine can’t be drunk…”
“I said I can drink it… so I can!”
Su Mu’s cheeks were flushed red, and she exhaled a fragrant, intoxicating breath.
The world before her eyes kept flipping upside down.
“Oh dear, Qing’er, why are you dancing…”
What to do?
She could only turn to Ye Xiaobei beside her.
With a warm-hearted look, Qing’er cast a pleading gaze at him.
Ye Xiaobei hesitated for a moment, then came before Su Mu.
Although Ye Xiaobei was still shy around strangers now, he was still a wandering swordsman at heart with a warm disposition.
“Let your young master rest for a moment. I’ll go cook some hangover soup.”
Just as Ye Xiaobei was about to head to the kitchen, Su Mu stared fixedly at him.
“Lemon? Why are you here too…”
Ye Xiaobei turned around blankly, pointing at himself.
“Huhh, are you talking about me?”
Su Mu nodded dizzily, the movement so large it was like shaking a rattle drum.
“If you’re not Lemon, then who is Lemon? Speaking of which, I haven’t had a chance to properly apologize to you yet.”
Hearing this, Ye Xiaobei’s confusion deepened, but he could only take it as Su Mu’s drunken rambling.
“You must have mistaken me for someone else. I am Ye… in any case, not the Lemon you mentioned.”
Su Mu was drunk, and her temper had grown a lot, but her angry expression was especially adorable.
Her pink little face was like a ripe peach.
“How could I mistake someone?” Su Mu said, “You are Lemon. Magical Girl Lemon.”
Ye Xiaobei stared blankly at Su Mu, his amber eyes wide with disbelief.
Upon hearing the words “Magical Girl,” Ye Xiaobei’s eyes suddenly widened.
‘How could this be? My disguise was seen through? I disguised myself so well, even more masculine than before…’