Soon, the person's demeanor changed again. A servant then entered with a basin of ice water and splashed it onto the unconscious woman. The servant also instructed others to throw the skinned corpse into a deep pit teeming with insects.
When the woman lying on the ground woke up from the cold, she fainted again upon seeing the demon's face. Enraged, the demon kicked her.
"What a useless wretch! You're making me so angry," the demon snarled, glaring at the woman on the ground.
Then, its gaze flickered towards a certain spot, and it spoke unhurriedly, "You've been watching for so long, it's time to come out."
Upon hearing this, Jun Mohan and Leng Ruoli were slightly stunned. They hadn't expected this demon to know they were hiding there. It seemed this demon's internal energy was extraordinary.
However, since the demon had discovered them, there was no need for them to hide any longer. They walked out from the shadows.
"Can you two really do it? You've almost killed all the guards of my underground palace," the "Skin Puppet Madam" said sarcastically.
"Demon, you abominable creature, are you not afraid of divine retribution for killing people in such a cruel manner?"
Jun Mohan's eyes were as cold as knives, his face filled with anger as he looked at the "Skin Puppet Madam."
"Afraid of divine retribution?"
"Hahaha..."
"I can't believe the esteemed Cold King actually believes in that," the "Skin Puppet Madam" said, sounding shocked.
Jun Mohan and Leng Ruoli were both stunned. This demon had actually recognized Jun Mohan's identity.
"When did you recognize me?" Jun Mohan asked curiously.
"The moment you took off the black cloth from your face, I recognized you. How about that? Am I impressive?" the "Skin Puppet Madam" replied, smiling slightly with a delicate flourish of her finger.
"Have you met me before?" Jun Mohan asked, his brow furrowed.
"Hahaha, yes, of course, I have! A few years ago, I went to the capital, and you injured my face. It caused me to be disfigured for many years. Later, I finally found a way to restore my appearance, and now you've ruined it again. We have an irreconcilable hatred!" the Skin Puppet Madam said, gently covering her lips with a handkerchief.
Hearing this, Jun Mohan fell into deep thought. How could he not remember injuring this person's face years ago?
After a moment of contemplation, Jun Mohan finally recalled someone. Could this be the Gu Master from Bei Chen who attempted to assassinate his father years ago?
He remembered that day he, his father, and several high-ranking officials were discussing matters in the imperial study. During a break, his father summoned several palace maids to serve tea to everyone. Unexpectedly, he smelled a faint, hard-to-detect odor from the teacup the palace maid was serving to his father.
Seeing the palace maid serving the teacup to his father, Jun Mohan decisively plucked a leaf from a flowerpot beside him and sent it flying towards the teacup on the palace maid's tray. The teacup shattered on the spot, splashing the tea onto the palace maid's face. The palace maid let out a rough scream, startling everyone. It turned out this was a palace maid disguised as a woman.
When everyone recovered, they exclaimed, "Good heavens! This person put poison in the Emperor's teacup. Fortunately, the Cold King discovered it in time, or the consequences would have been unimaginable."
However, the disguised palace maid, whose face was splashed with the poisonous tea, was in great distress. His entire face had rotted away, and he wailed in pain. Before the Imperial Guards could rush in to capture him, he went berserk and exchanged a few blows with Jun Mohan. Then, he immediately fled the imperial study and ran towards a secluded palace. He disappeared shortly after. At that time, Jun Mohan and the Imperial Guards searched the entire palace but could not find him.
He never expected to encounter him again years later in such a place.
Seeing Jun Mohan's expression, the Skin Puppet Madam knew he had remembered the events of years past.
"What, the renowned Prince Leng has remembered me?" the Skin Puppet Madam sneered.
"Demon, if you hadn't poisoned my father back then, I wouldn't have broken your teacup, and the poisoned tea wouldn't have splashed onto your face. Your current predicament has nothing to do with me; it's entirely your own doing," Jun Mohan said in an icy tone.
"Heh! So what if it's my own doing? You won't escape this underground palace today. Hahaha..."
The Skin Puppet Madam looked at Jun Mohan and Leng Ruoli with sinister eyes and a gloomy expression.
With that, he gathered a surge of internal energy in his hand and struck towards the two of them.
Jun Mohan and Leng Ruoli reacted swiftly, instantly evading his sudden attack. Jun Mohan then drew his soft sword from his waist and leaped forward, engaging the "Skin Puppet Madam" in a fight.
Leng Ruoli also immediately produced her scalpel and dealt with the servants attacking her with the utmost speed. Then, she retrieved a bottle of medicine from her system space, opened it, and let the woman lying on the ground inhale it. The woman quickly regained consciousness.
She looked at Leng Ruoli in terror and stammered, "Please, I beg you, don't peel my face off..."
Leng Ruoli immediately interrupted her, "Girl, girl, don't be afraid. I'm here to save you."
After Leng Ruoli repeated this a few times, the woman finally calmed down.
She said tearfully, "Miss, will you really save me?"
Leng Ruoli nodded affirmatively and comforted her, "After we kill that Skin Puppet Madam, we'll leave immediately."
The woman nodded vigorously, gripping Leng Ruoli's arm as if she were a lifesaver.
At this moment, Jun Mohan and the Skin Puppet Madam were locked in a dazzling battle, leaving behind only blurs of movement, making it impossible to tell who had the upper hand.
After fighting for a long time, they both stopped in mid-air. The Skin Puppet Madam suddenly summoned the insect that had been used for skinning earlier, absorbing it into his palm with a surge of internal energy. He then took out a bottle of potion from his sleeve and poured it onto the insect. Instantly, the insect grew at a visible rate, becoming palm-sized in a short while. The Skin Puppet Madam flicked his finger, and it flew towards Jun Mohan.
This disgusting insect spewed out streams of foul foam, attacking Jun Mohan. Jun Mohan dodged quickly, but his hem was still splashed with a bit of the insect's foam, instantly creating a large hole.
"Jun Mohan, be careful! The foam from this insect is corrosive," Leng Ruoli warned.
Seeing the insect attack Jun Mohan again, Leng Ruoli's bright eyes lit up. She took out a miniature pistol from her sleeve and fired at the insect. The insect was hit on the spot, fell to the ground, and dissolved into a pool of murky liquid.
"Ah—"
"You wretched woman! You actually killed my treasure!"
The "Skin Puppet Madam" roared at Leng Ruoli, his face contorted with rage.