Chapter 275 A Close Call

The atmosphere on the hillside suddenly became extremely tense the moment Zhao Ci raised his knife.

Apart from the sound of Lao Liu's folding fan tapping against his body, there was no other movement. Most people's eyes were focused on Zhao Ci, while only a few were watching Zhao Yuezhu.

The moment Zhao Ci pointed the knife at his heart, Zhao Yuezhu shot up and slammed her palms towards the two Iron Guards closest to Zhao Ci.

Before Zhao Yuezhu's palms could reach their target, Qin Xin and Nie Xiaochun's blood umbrellas arrived from a distance, like two giant shields blocking Zhao Yuezhu's path.

Zhao Yuezhu's two heavy palm strikes, powerful enough to split mountains and crack rocks, collided with the blood umbrellas, creating a loud bang that sounded like metal clashing against metal. Qin Xin and Nie Xiaochun slid backward, scattering dirt beneath their feet.

Hei Yexiao appeared behind the two girls in time, pressing his palms against their backs, combining their strength to hold Zhao Yuezhu in place.

Zhao Yuezhu cried out, "Let me through, I want to save my dad!"

"You can't save anyone!" Li Xue and Ge Rou, the two ghost gods, appeared simultaneously and pressed down on Zhao Yuezhu's shoulders.

Zhao Ci, who had been holding the dagger in the air, suddenly stopped. "Let Yuezhu go!"

Before Zhao Ci could make a move, Tigu mysteriously appeared beside Zhao Ci, snatched the dagger from his hand, raised it, and stabbed it into Zhao Ci's stomach. As the tip of the knife protruded from behind the wheelchair, stained with blood, Zhao Ci desperately grabbed Tigu's hand. "Master Liu, spare Yuezhu, it's all my fault!"

"Dad!" Zhao Yuezhu tried to struggle, but the two ghost gods forced her to kneel on the ground.

Lao Liu slowly said, shaking his folding fan, "Three knives have passed, the grudges are settled. Yun丫tou, save him! Tigu's knife went through the gaps in Zhao Ci's internal organs, without hurting his vitals. With your skills, you can save him."

Yun Shang rushed towards Zhao Ci without a word and laid him flat on the ground.

Yun Shang didn't have modern surgical equipment, but she was an authentic successor of the Black and White Medical Hall, and also a poisonous doctor who killed people in the martial world. Zhao Ci's injuries were not a challenge for her.

Before long, Yun Shang had stitched up Zhao Ci's wound and secretly slipped a few pills into his pocket. These were all top-notch wound medicines from Liangjie Tang.

Lao Liu took out an envelope from his pocket with a deep voice and had someone hand it to Zhao Ci. "Zhao Ci, this is a small sum of money that I prepared for you on behalf of the Tang Master. Leave! I know you have channels for smuggling. Leave Huaxia and go as far as possible. If you encounter Liangjie Tang again, you will be shown no mercy."

Zhao Ci kept his eyes closed, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Lao Liu didn't pay much attention to Zhao Ci and turned to look at Zhao Yuezhu. "Yuezhu丫tou. In my heart, Zhao Ci died long ago."

"But after following the Tang Master for a long time, my heart has softened. The reason why I didn't kill Zhao Ci is not because of my soft heart, but because I don't want to see you young ladies become your father's murderers overnight. However, you can't stay in Liangjie Tang either. Leave with Zhao Ci!"

Lao Liu said with a cold face, "In a while, I will create a disguise to prove that you are dead."

"Don't contact the Samsara Division, and don't meet with them. Zhao Ci's cooperation with them is like seeking skin from a tiger. Meeting the Samsara Division again means certain death."

While Lao Liu was speaking, he nodded towards Hei Yexiao, who kicked Zhao Ci's bloody wheelchair down the mountain.

If one only looked at the wheelchair, it would appear that Zhao Ci had been destroyed after being stabbed three times and pierced six times.

Lao Liu sighed and said, "Let's go! We still have things to do."

After Lao Liu led the people into the car, the atmosphere in the car was exceptionally heavy. Most people lowered their heads and remained silent, while Yun Shang frequently looked back out of the car window.

Hei Yexiao finally spoke, "Lao Liu, you didn't handle this matter correctly! Zhao Ci should have died!"

"Now that there is one Zhao Ci, who knows if there will be a second Zhao Ci in the future? In our Witch Clan, we should kill his entire family."

"Hei Yexiao, what are you saying?" Yun Shang sternly questioned before bursting into tears.

She knew that Hei Yexiao was right. The girls present would not betray Liangjie Tang, but what about the Iron Guards brought from the Meng family?

Zhao Ci had leaked the secrets of Liangjie Tang, so the Meng family's Iron Guards were naturally not unknown. If the Samsara Division went to the Meng family, who could guarantee that there wouldn't be a second Zhao Ci among them?

Lao Liu sighed, "I know my approach is problematic. But I dare not kill Zhao Ci!"

Lao Liu's voice sank. "The cause and effect involved with Zhao Yuezhu are too great. Zhao Ci is her father in this life. If we hurt Zhao Ci, she has nothing to say, because the rules of the martial world are there, and Zhao Ci's betrayal is also a fact."

"However, if we kill Zhao Ci, Zhao Yuezhu will definitely become possessed. At that time, no one will be able to stop Zhao Yuezhu, not even the Tang Master."

"The Tang Master can't afford to make any more enemies now, otherwise, Liangjie Tang will really be wiped out!"

Hei Yexiao asked curiously, "Shouldn't Zhao Yuezhu's previous life be a disciple of a sect? It seems like a young Taoist nun, right?"

Lao Liu shook his head. "The Tang Master only saw Zhao Yuezhu as a girl at the time. He didn't see the later Zhao Yuezhu."

"I once saw an anomaly on her when Yuezhu丫tou was cultivating. It was a beauty that could topple cities, but also a sign of slaughtering a city. This person must not be touched!"