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"Mr. Jiang said we could go in, so we will. Let's move. As for Li Wenhou, he brought this upon himself; losing a tongue is already a stroke of luck for him," Qin Xusha remarked, accustomed to the fact that Jiang Chen hadn't directly killed Li Wenhou, which indeed showed that Li Wenhou was fortunate.
Ni Xingyi, still in a daze, was pulled along by Qin Xusha into the castle. Surprisingly, the security personnel at the castle didn't check their invitations and simply let them in.
Ni Xingyi looked puzzled. "Does Mr. Jiang know the owner of the castle?" she asked.
"I don't know him; it's just a trick to obscure one's intentions," Jiang Chen casually explained.
Ni Xingyi was even more confused.
"Xing Yi, Mr. Jiang is no ordinary person; he's quite remarkable. Deceiving a few security personnel is child's play for him," Qin Xusha laughed.
"Isn't that dangerous? What if we get found out later?" Ni Xingyi seemed to grasp something.
"We'll deal with it if it happens," Qin Xusha replied dismissively. With Jiang Chen by her side, even in a den of danger, she wouldn't be overly concerned; after all, it was just a ballroom event.
"You two are too bold; it's better to be cautious," Ni Xingyi said helplessly. She had encountered some remarkable individuals before and had seen some magicians perform astonishing tricks.
If Jiang Chen knew that Ni Xingyi was comparing him to a magician at that moment, he would probably be quite amused.
Feeling anxious, Ni Xingyi noticed that both Qin Xusha and Jiang Lu were smiling and seemed unfazed. Looking at Jiang Chen, his expression remained unchanged.
Earlier, when Jiang Chen mentioned that Li Wenhou would bite his tongue, Li Wenhou had indeed bitten it off. Even a fool could guess that this had something to do with Jiang Chen; the question was how he had done it without anyone seeing him act. Ni Xingyi was filled with doubts.
"Xusha, are you hiding something from me? Who exactly is Mr. Jiang?" Ni Xingyi asked in a low voice.
"I can't say anything about Mr. Jiang without his permission," Qin Xusha replied, lowering her voice as well.
Ni Xingyi studied Qin Xusha closely and frowned slightly; it seemed that Mr. Jiang was indeed not an ordinary person. Otherwise, given Qin Xusha's proud nature, she wouldn't be so deferential.
"I'll ask you one more question: this morning at the racetrack, did I win because Mr. Jiang helped me secretly?" Ni Xingyi inquired.
Qin Xusha smiled and nodded.
Ni Xingyi fell silent and stole a glance at Jiang Chen. Initially, she thought he was just an ordinary person, but now his image loomed larger in her mind. He had helped her without seeking recognition—such selflessness and integrity commanded respect.
In the grand hall of the castle, opulent and brilliantly lit, British nobles dressed in tailcoats or suits held wine glasses and moved with gentlemanly elegance. The women wore luxurious gowns that made them look like blooming flowers. Today was the Count of the Castle's event to find a suitor for his daughter, so most attendees were young people.
Suddenly, four Asian faces entered the ballroom, which felt rather abrupt; many people turned to look at them. However, since Ni Xingyi, Qin Xusha, and Jiang Lu were all dressed in exquisite gowns and looked stunningly beautiful, many noble young men gazed at them with bright eyes. If it weren't for tonight's focus on the Countess's daughter, they would have approached to strike up conversations.
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