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I slipped my hand into my sleeve and felt the dagger of Night Phantom, gritting my teeth as I said, "Fine, I'll go with you."
I admit, I'm not a very smart person, nor am I a calm one. No matter how much I practiced and gained experience and judgment, whenever something related to Nie Qiuyuan came up, my IQ would instantly drop to zero.
I followed Ruo Chanjuan closely as we hurried toward the back hall, asking her as we walked, "What exactly is going on?"
"There's no time to explain now; just hurry!"
"But I can't do lightness skills..."
Ruo Chanjuan suddenly stopped. Before I could react in surprise, she was already in front of me, quickly saying, "Then let me help you!"
Before her words finished, I felt a numbness in my side, and my body weakly tilted to one side as she caught me.
"What are you doing!" I took a deep breath, preparing to scream for help. To my surprise, another wave of numbness hit my chest, and when I opened my mouth again, no sound came out.
"You bastard!" I shouted in my heart, but that shout only manifested as a grimace on my face. Ruo Chanjuan was slender yet surprisingly strong; she hoisted me onto her shoulder and leaped onto the roof as if carrying nothing at all.
The wind rushed past my ears. I had no idea how long it had been when suddenly there was a loud thud. Pain shot through my body, and stars danced before my eyes. It turned out that Ruo Chanjuan had let go of me and thrown me onto the ground.
That fall seemed to have released whatever had been blocking me. Gritting my teeth against the pain, I struggled to get up but suddenly felt a chill at my neck. Looking closely, I saw a gleaming long sword pressed against my throat.
That damn woman! That deceitful trickster! How could I have fallen for her scheme?
From the surroundings, it seemed we had entered a desolate forest far from civilization; there was no one around, and it felt eerily empty.
"Why did you bring me here?" I rasped, my voice hoarse.
A wave of tension washed over me, but I reminded myself to stay calm. Given the current situation, I was in quite a predicament. Nie Qiuyuan and the others had no idea I had left, so I couldn't expect anyone to come to my rescue.
In terms of martial arts, I was no match for her; in terms of cunning, she was clearly an expert; and in terms of experience, this woman had been around for several more years than I had. No matter how I looked at it, I was simply not her opponent.
"What do you mean by bringing you here?" Ruo Chanjuan said with a cold smile on her beautiful face. "What were you doing under that plum tree? What do you know?"
I was taken aback. How could she possibly have noticed me picking up the petals? Even if she did notice, she shouldn't have understood what I was thinking. Unless...
Ruo Chanjuan lightly flicked the tip of her sword, knocking off my hat. My long hair cascaded down to my waist in disarray. She reached out and grasped my chin, lifting my face for a closer look.
"Miss Ye, I know that County Constable far better than you do," she said with a smirk. "Perhaps he doesn't know who I am, but your presence is simply too bothersome! I really don't understand why someone as useless as you deserves to be kept so close to him." Ruo Chanjuan released her grip on my chin. "Let's set aside the mission for now; even just getting rid of you would be a good thing. You can take the secret you've discovered and go straight to hell!"
I took a deep breath, forcing down the tremors within me, and began to chuckle lightly.
"What are you laughing at?" Ruo Chanjuan's brows furrowed in anger.
"Hmph, so you want to kill me for this!" I locked my gaze onto hers, sneering coldly. "Are you stupid? He doesn't even know you! What good does it do you to watch him? Do you know why he brought me along? Do you know where he stays at night? Just last night, he..."
"Shut up!" Ruo Chanjuan interrupted furiously. "You filthy bitch, go die!"
Seizing the moment while she was enraged and flustered, I stomped hard on her foot.
Ruo Chanjuan let out a sharp scream as I unexpectedly resorted to such unorthodox means, pulling back my long sword. Seizing the moment, I crouched down and drew the dagger given to me by Night Phantom, plunging it into her left thigh.
Despite my lack of martial prowess, I was quite adept when it came to swift and precise movements. Years of practicing grappling techniques and Wing Chun had honed my skills, and with Ye Liuhui's well-trained body, my muscles and reflexes were in good shape. Thus, this sudden attack had considerable impact.
Ruo Chanjuan cried out in pain. I yanked the dagger free and turned to flee. Lacking any lightness skills, I could only muster all my strength, desperately zigzagging deeper into the thicket. My mind was too frantic for thoughts or fear; there was only one command: run! Escape!
I had barely taken a few steps when I heard a woman’s furious shout behind me: “Wretch! Die!” Then came a sharp clang as something struck my back. It felt as if I had collided with a soft wall, causing my vision to darken momentarily.
A soft wall extended a hand, wrapping around my back. Shaking my head to clear the stars from my vision, I gradually realized that what I had bumped into was a tall man draped in dark fabric, emanating warmth and a familiar faint fragrance.
It was a man, tall and imposing.
I looked up to see a figure clad in a dark blue Long Robe, enveloped in a wide black hooded cloak. Beneath the hood was a black mask that concealed his face except for his piercing eyes. He held me with his left arm while gripping an oddly shaped curved blade in his right hand.
The curved blade blocked the long sword that Ruo Chanjuan had thrust toward me, preventing it from piercing my back.
In that tense moment where life hung by a thread, my heart began to race uncontrollably, and my body trembled involuntarily. The faint scent of incense enveloped me; rather than soothing, it twisted my bones and flesh with tension. Beneath the delicate fragrance lingered the unmistakable scent of blood, mingling with the icy chill that seeped through the warmth of his presence—this sensation belonged to one person alone: the man who sought to take my life.
Ren Pingsheng, the Azure Dragon Envoy of Mirror Gate.
But why was he saving me now?
“Why?” Ruo Chanjuan’s cold voice echoed my thoughts. She sheathed her long sword at her waist and swiftly tore off a piece of her bright red skirt, efficiently binding the upper part of her injured thigh to staunch the bleeding. She must have realized from the outset that her skills were no match for Ren Pingsheng's; thus, she did not intend to continue fighting.
The question of "why" was rather strange. Generally, the first question should be "who are you?" rather than "why," unless the two people were already acquainted.
"This woman is useful to me; do not touch her," the man in the blue attire said coldly.
Ruo Chanjuan let out a sneer. "Just an ordinary woman from a county office who has annoyed me. What use could she possibly have?"
I felt a stir in my heart. Why was she acting this way? Did she not want Ren Pingsheng to know that she had set her sights on Nie Qiuyuan? What did that imply? Did she know Nie Qiuyuan's identity and was deliberately hiding it from Ren Pingsheng?
Was she really planning to protect him?
"White Tiger," Ren Pingsheng's voice was devoid of any emotional fluctuation, "don't try to be clever in front of me, and don't think I don't know about Xuanwu. If you want to play mind games with me, you're still too inexperienced."
White Tiger! This title caught me completely off guard, making me shudder. Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, Black Tortoise—the four disciples of Mirror Gate! The White Tiger appeared, yet Nie Qiuyuan did not recognize her. Could it be that even among the four disciples, their true appearances were unknown to each other?
What a terrifying organization.
Ruo Chanjuan paused for a moment before suddenly bursting into laughter.
"Azure Dragon, I didn't expect you to recognize my true form! But Azure Dragon, what are you doing now?"
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