It was dark in the City Lord’s library, except for one corner with a small orange flame. Jun Nee was sitting down, absorbed in a book, flipping through it ever so often. She heard a noise, an unfamiliar voice and walk pattern walk into the library. Twisting the lever on the lamp she turned it off.

Jun Nee could hear the voice swearing in a whisper. Then a light came on, that washed the library in a yellow glow. Jun Nee peeked out to see who it was and saw Choi Jingyi, holding her hand up. Above her palm was a yellow flame, quivering unsteadily.

Jun Nee was very disapproving. Why would she use a fire technique, in the middle of a library?

“Is there anyone there?” she said softly in the quiet library.

Jun Nee kept quiet. After a moment, she could hear Choi Jingyi shuffling through the books in the library. Jun Nee peeked out, careful not to be spotted as she did so. She saw Choi Jingyi take a book under her arm, look around and then snuff the flame in her hand. Jun Nee was immediately plunged into darkness. She stayed as still as possible, before she heard Choi Jingyi shuffling off.

She slowly crept out of the library. Seeing Choi Jingyi’s silhouette, illuminated by the moonlight. Being as quiet as possible, she followed her. She watched as she walked down the hallways, checking on rooms. Jun Nee found it all very suspicious. Why was she snooping around so late at night?

“Hey.”

Jun Nee nearly jumped at the sound. The surprised look on her face turned to one of anger as she saw Zen, waving at her.

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“What you doing?”

“Zen, you’re not funny!” She rolled her eyes.

Zen’s face twisted in confusion. “I wasn’t trying to be funny. Why are you whispering?”

“I know, look.” She said, gesturing to an open door.

Choi Jingyi walked out.

“What is she doing so late?”

“Snooping,” Jun Nee said. “I don’t know why.”

“I knew she could be no good,” Zen said.

“Let’s see what she is doing.” Jun Nee said.

They followed her as she made her way up the stairs and stopped in front of the City Lord’s office.

“So that’s her plan,” Zen said. “She wants information on the City Lord, on my Mom.”

“We should continue to observe her,” Jun Nee said. “See what…”

“No, I’m stopping her now!” he said, rushing out.

“Hey!” Zen said running towards her.

Choi Jingyi yelped, seeing him coming at her.

Thrusting her fist out, she sent out a fireball at him. He ducked to the side, the heat singed the ends of his hair. He spun around and delivered a kick to her chest. She cried in surprise as she hit the ground with her butt. She threw out multiple fireballs at him.

Zen tried to dodge but it was difficult at such close range. He raised his arms to try and fend the fireballs but some of them exploded on him.

“Zen!” Jun Nee said, activated her Fleet Foot Ki Technique, speeding forward. She stepped in front of Zen.

“Jun Nee, no!” Zen said as she saw her standing between him and the fireballs. She gritted her teeth through the fire and grabbed Choi Jingyi’s hands.

“Stop!” Jun Nee said angrily.

Choi Jingyi kicked her in the gut, sending her sprawling back on the ground. She shot to her feet, a fire burning in her hand. “Burn…!”

She was about to throw a stream of fire at her until Zen grabbed her wrist midway. A killing intent grew from him as he glared at her wide eyes.

“You won’t hurt her!” he said.

“Wang Zen?” she said, eyes wide with surprise.

The room was flooded with light when the mansion guards came upon them armed with spears and weapons.

Tiang-Ji Ling stepped out of the crowd. Glaring at her son, she said, “What the hell is going on here?”