Chapter 1322

Violet observed the group before her.

Two of them were shorter in stature, stocky and muscular. They had arms that appeared unusually thick, and their necks had visible veins bulging slightly. The other three were taller. Though their breathing seemed normal, Violet couldn't help but notice that their shoes were nearly spotless, showing no sign of dust.

This suggested they practiced Silent Force, a type of internal martial arts.

Those who mastered Silent Force could control their breathing, making it shallow or deep at will. Judging by their composure, Violet suspected their skills were considerable.

"Do you know martial arts?" she asked.

The group all shook their heads, their faces looking notably sincere. "No."

Violet took another look; in a sudden motion, she threw a punch at the shorter man.

His eyes flickered with alarm, but then he quickly shut them, his face showing a look of fear.

Violet retracted her fist. From the brief flash of light in his eyes, it was clear this was the instinctive

reaction of a martial artist. However, he controlled it well and didn't raise his hand to block.

This, in fact, revealed something. Even someone who didn't know martial arts would instinctively make a blocking gesture if suddenly attacked in the face, regardless of whether they could defend it. However, the short man didn't do that.

and

cold, silent glance before slowly backing

had been watching from distance. She placed her hand on her forehead, her gaze conflicted. It was hard to tell if she was hopeful or frightened, but she was certainly no longer

were assigned to quarters beside Emerald Hall, which was Hayden's courtyard. It was a section of the estate filled with rose bushes, aptly named Rose Hall. A thin wall separated them, and those with sharper hearing could probably make

in the same room. Originally, when Eleanor had sent her to Hayden as a concubine, Hayden had no interest in one. He had taken her in more as a casual companion to ease his boredom.

was what Violet had

but notice the strange atmosphere

had noticed it too, rising from his seat

was tense-so different from the lighthearted feel of

didn't know where this heavy atmosphere came from, but it felt like there was an invisible killing intent even while she was lying in bed. During the day, they got up and observed everyone in the

had observed the night before. They gave no indication of working through the

Willowbrook Estate housed

up to carry out their

encounter. Meanwhile, Bun made his way to the kitchen, inspecting the provisions. When he saw the large quantities

smiled and replied, "Just for today,

"Then why buy so

must eat too," the cook

couldn't help but

the same food

and shrimp was the same in both quantity

as though they were regularly used. Yet, all the gates were closed. She asked Chaya if they could open them, but Chaya explained that she didn't have

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