The two were far apart.
Coupled with the dark night.
Only a faint moonlight.
Yun Shu watched Zhan Tianye's sweeping gaze.
Their eyes met.
Their faces could not be seen clearly.
"He found us," Jing Heng said.
Yun Shu chuckled, "I underestimated him."
The once dazzling Night King, though crippled, was by no means an ordinary cripple to be slaughtered. He was a formidable cripple.
"What do we do?"
Yun Shu shrugged. "On a dark and stormy night, he can't recognize me. Since he's not going to die, let's go."
The issue now was not whether Zhan Tianye would die.
But whether those assassins would be annihilated.
After seeing the retreating silhouette in the darkness, Zhan Tianye withdrew his cold gaze.
He suddenly grabbed an assassin.
His fingers exerted force.
With a snap.
The assassin rolled his eyes and fell to the ground limply.
A moment later.
Less than a quarter of an hour had passed, and all the assassins who had been arrogant just moments before lay on the ground, piled up like a small mountain, their blood flowing across the ground.
The surroundings were silent.
As if the battle that had just taken place had never happened.
Zhan Tianye looked up again at the spot where Yun Shu had been.
"Your Highness, these assassins..." xxs1
"Throw them before the mastermind behind this," Zhan Tianye commanded, his voice devoid of emotion.
Qiu Lu immediately acknowledged the order.
Then, Zhan Tianye gave another command, "Investigate the women who have recently entered the capital."
"Ah?" Qiu Lu was stunned. Investigate the women entering the capital? Countless people entered the capital daily, and there must have been dozens, if not hundreds, of women.
A dark glint flashed in Zhan Tianye's deep eyes, and he withdrew his order. "No need to search."
"Ah? Yes," Qiu Lu was somewhat confused.
What was going on with his master?
Why did he say to search and then retract the order?
Zhan Tianye glanced at a certain empty spot, his entire demeanor exuding coldness.
If that woman had ulterior motives towards him, she would surely appear again.
...
The General's Mansion.
Under the quiet night, almost everyone in the General's Mansion had fallen asleep.
Madam Yang leaned into Yun Dezhi's embrace.
"Master, did my second brother go to the palace to see the Emperor today?" Madam Yang asked softly, her tone laced with unease.
Yun Dezhi was troubled by something and found it difficult to sleep. Hearing Madam Yang's question, he grunted in affirmation.
Madam Yang's eyes darted about. "If my second brother returns to the battlefield, then Master..."
Immediately, a sinister aura emanated from Yun Dezhi. He glared with a cold face and rebuked, "I have been fighting on the front lines these past few years, while he idled about the estate. He is no longer capable of going to the battlefield! Never mention such things again!"
"Your concubine knows that the General's Mansion is supported by Master now, but my second brother does not seem to think so. Now that Yun Shu has returned, my second brother's long-held regret can be resolved. If he were to go to the frontier, perhaps the Emperor, remembering my second brother's past merits, would agree," Madam Yang said slowly and deliberately, choosing her words carefully.
She feared that a single wrong word might anger Yun Dezhi.
Others might not understand Yun Dezhi, but she knew what kind of person he was.
Yun Dezhi had not smiled once in the past two days.
Yun Dezhi remained silent, his face grim.
But Madam Yang knew very well that Yun Dezhi had heard her words.
She had been accustomed to a life of luxury for years and did not want to be mocked in the future.
And...
"Yueyin will be back soon. She is to marry the Regent. We cannot let her lose face. We must have a powerful family behind her. Master, for her sake, there are things we must strive for. Otherwise, we would be letting Yueyin down," Madam Yang said, dabbing at the corners of her eyes.