Chapter 65: It Was We Who Were Blind

Chapter Seven: A Pair of Wall People

They pleaded for help. Since they had even saved Mu Yan'er, surely they would not abandon the nine of them?

Yet, Emperor Ji of Nalan did not spare them even a glance. Their desperate, imploring looks held no sway whatsoever.

At that moment, the Nine-Tailed Demon Mink seemed intent on changing its method of torment, and with a flick of its tail, it tossed Hua Niaozi and the eight others onto the ground.

The nine gasped for breath, but in the aftermath they understood: if they did not seize this chance to beg Emperor Ji of Nalan for help, when the Nine-Tailed Demon Mink attacked again, their fate would be sealed.

"Your Highness, I beg you to save me! I am the beloved of the Fourth Prince!" Hua Niaozi cried, flirting even at the brink of death.

"Your Highness, we are all students of Songhe Academy. Please, for the sake of the Dean, save us," the other eight pleaded with equal urgency.

Emperor Ji of Nalan remained impassive, his expression as cold as ever.

He appeared wrapped in icy aloofness, as though all the dust and affairs of the world, the lives and deaths of others, were utterly irrelevant to him.

Confronted with the demeanor of Emperor Ji of Nalan—like a glacier sealed for millennia—the nine despaired.

They seemed to realize that expecting Emperor Ji of Nalan to act on their behalf was futile.

After all, they had heard tales of the Ninth Prince. He was a man of cold blood and colder feelings; nothing in this world could stir his heart or sway his will. How could he possibly intervene to save nine strangers?

Unless...

Unless that useless, ugly girl would speak up for them. Just as she had pleaded for Mu Yan'er and convinced the Ninth Prince to save her.

"Miss Baili, it was my fault before. Please save me! I know you are kind-hearted. I beg you, show mercy and help me," Hua Niaozi quickly decided, casting aside her pride for the sake of survival. Compared to her life, what did a moment's dignity matter? Besides, she believed that the useless girl would eventually fall to her anyway.

"Miss Baili, please help us. We were blind, unable to recognize greatness, and unintentionally offended you," the others echoed.

The Nine-Tailed Demon Mink, having rested for a moment, now rolled its eyes, sizing them up as if pondering the most entertaining way to kill them.

The remaining eight grew frantic.

"If you save us, we will never forget your kindness and grace," they vowed.

Baili Tianchang looked at them with complete indifference. She was not the sort to act without principle—she had saved Mu Yan'er, but that did not make her a mindless do-gooder.

She raised her eyes to Emperor Ji of Nalan, finding him watching her as well. Yet his gaze was filled with amusement.

A thought arose in Baili Tianchang's mind.

"If you wish me to ask His Highness to save you, it’s not impossible. Let’s make a deal. The commodity is your lives—let’s see what price you’re willing to pay."

She would treat the fate of these nine as just another mercenary task. Their lives and deaths were of no consequence to her.