Ye Ning suffered a great emotional betrayal.
He left the Spring Breeze House in a daze.
The cold wind blew against his clothes, but his body wasn't cold.
His heart was cold!
Can you tell me why everything turned out this way again?
According to the plan, he should have ascended to heaven at this point.
But who can he blame for this?
Ye Ning slapped himself.
"Shame on me!"
He truly hated himself.
Why did he speak so recklessly?
For a moment he felt powerful and now his actions had ruined everything.
However, he couldn't solely blame himself for this.
According to logic, a spy must be a talented, cautious, and determined person with multiple skills.
So why did he just speak so carelessly and lead her to abandon the dark side?
Ye Ning really wanted to ask the Kievan Rus kingdom, are your spies only this skilled?
Are you worthy of being a spy for your kingdom?
"This is not my problem. This world is truly poisonous!"
He sighed.
The night was long and he looked around with a sad face.
The safety of the imperial capital was not good.
Every night, there were always bandits and gangsters causing trouble.
He looked like a weak scholar outside alone, why wasn't he bothered by anyone?
Discard it.
Don't think about it anymore.
Let's just go home.
These trivial matters are becoming too burdensome to think about.
Of course, he won't know, he looks like he's all alone, but in reality, the Secret intelligence agency has arranged a team of the most skilled spies to keep an eye on him.
Those gangsters and bandits, before they even got close to him, were knocked out and thrown into a small alley by someone else.
After Ye Ning returned.
Lu Zhu went inside the room.
Xiao Qianqian gently stroked the strings of her instrument, and the melody she played was "High Mountain and Flowing Water", which was played by Ye Ning.
Using her extraordinary memory, she remembered the notes in her head, and now that the instrument was played, it sounded like a magical sound that lingered in the ears for a long time.
"Young lady, this melody is much more pleasant to the ear than the one played by that bad guy."
With just one piece of music, Lu Zhu praised her.
This compliment was not biased in any way.
Regardless of Ye Ning's skill in playing the instrument, it was essentially nothing special, and once he left the musical score, he could not compare with Xiao Qianqian.
"You can't say that, I just know how to play better than him... As for his talent in music, even though he's impolite, he's truly gifted. When it comes to this musical score, it's hard to imagine what kind of talent he has that can compose such a masterpiece."
Xiao Qianqian thought of the scene after she gave "High Mountain and Flowing Water" to her teacher.
Surely at that time, her teacher would go crazy, holding the score and crying and laughing, going into the room to study alone.
This is enough to prove how great this piece of music is.
"I'm a bit strange. If that bad guy can compose a piece of music at this level, why wouldn't his musical skills be high?"
Lu Zhu questioned suspiciously.
"It's probably because his ambition doesn't lie in this path."
Xiao Qianqian thought for a moment and said.
"Look at the information about Ye Ning. From childhood to now, he has shown nothing outstanding and seems to be just an ordinary person. But now, it seems that he is just hiding his talents. Whether it's poetry, calligraphy, or music, he has a very high level of skill, but he is not immersed in these things."
Lu Zhu still didn't understand.
"But why does he have to do that?"
Xiao Qianqian said with a smile.
"This is his extraordinary place. In exchange, for others, they would have long used their poetry, calligraphy, and music to gain fame, but he can endure loneliness because he knows that these things are just small paths. His ambition lies in the world, and his goal is to help the Great Zhou!"
If Ye Ning were here, he would definitely touch Xiao Qianqian's forehead and ask.
"Girl, are you sick?"
Does he have any random thoughts about wanting to help the Great Zhou?
But looking from the perspective of Xiao Qianqian.
Everything Ye Ning did, his words and actions, clearly showed from beginning to end that he was a patriotic and genuine hero.
"How so?"
Lu Zhu was young and didn't have a deep understanding, what she heard was only half-knowledge.
"Okay, you don't need to think about these things. Right, has Ye Ning returned yet?"
Xiao Qianqian rubbed her head.
"The spy reported that Lord Ye has safely returned home."
Lu Zhu immediately answered.
"Not bad."
Xiao Qianqian looked serious and said.
"But we can't arrange people to guard him on all sides permanently. If we really want to ensure his safety, we still have to send someone to be by his side secretly and protect him. Have you chosen someone yet?"
Lu Zhu was very serious.
She took out a thick file from the secret compartment.
"I've chosen. She is the most outstanding person in this spy group and has extremely high cultivation talent. According to the original plan, she should go to the Immortal sect as an undercover disciple to maximize her value."
Xiao Qianqian shook her head and said.
"Adding an undercover disciple to the Immortal sect won't change the Great Zhou, but losing Ye Ning would be a huge loss to the Great Zhou."
She took the file and carefully read it once, her eyebrows slightly furrowed.
"And yet, it's her?"
In her mind appeared an image of a little girl from a few years ago, kneeling before her with fierce determination.
"What was the reason for you joining the Secret intelligence agency?"
"I want revenge! I want to use the blood of my enemies to pay tribute to my parents and relatives!"
Xiao Qianqian was a little startled.
"You've grown up so much now?"
Lu Zhu looked at Xiao Qianqian's eyes carefully, word by word asking.
"Young lady, are you alright?"
"It's her, but I have a message for her. Tell her to be quiet, don't let Ye Ning hear anything that shouldn't be said!"