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Warning Signal Once launched, it has already confirmed a problem: this Young Master is no ordinary noble heir. To dare to fire a signal flare in Chang'an City indicates that his identity and the power behind him are beyond what an average person can easily imagine!
This further solidifies Xu Zhen's suspicion that these outsiders have come prepared, and their initial target must be this Young Master!
However, he felt somewhat reassured because once the signal was fired, the city gates would close in advance, making it impossible to leave Chang'an!
His attention was entirely focused on the figure in the long robe ahead, as he understood that in such an environment, the tricks of making living people disappear could only be achieved through methods like substitution. If he guessed correctly, among those Black-Clad Warriors holding the Robe-Wearing Stranger, there must be one who is that old man!
At this moment, alarms rang out, and the streets were thrown into chaos. The crowd trampled over each other like startled birds returning to their nests, rushing to escape to their respective districts. The forces of Chang'an Prefecture quickly mobilized towards the scene at the Eastern Market.
Xu Zhen, caught in the crowd, kept his gaze fixed on the slowly moving Robe Man. He had been in Tang for over three years and had only managed to become a city inspector; it would be embarrassing to admit that. The identity of that Young Master was extraordinary. If he could rescue the Young Master, it would truly be a leap to greatness!
The Robe Man skillfully utilized the cover of the crowd, moving through it like a fish weaving through aquatic plants, his movements neither hurried nor slow, clearly having anticipated such a situation!
As he saw the Robe Man nearing the outer city gate, Xu Zhen felt anxious. He attempted to quicken his pace several times but was pushed back by the throng. In a moment of desperation, he was about to shout out when he noticed a convoy from Honglu Temple escorting a group of Foreign Envoy vehicles preparing to pass through the outer city gate!
The Robe Man leisurely hung at the end of the convoy; when a carriage door opened, he slipped into the last carriage!
"Truly well-prepared!"
Xu Zhenxin was secretly astonished. This group had clearly planned meticulously for a long time; otherwise, they could not have coordinated so seamlessly!
The people from Honglu Temple naturally noticed the unrest at the Eastern Market, but who would dare commit crimes under the emperor's nose? It would be embarrassing for the country if word got out. They might have to explain to the foreigners that it was merely market disturbances.
The shout of the Xu Zhen was drowned out by the commotion of the crowd. At this moment, there was no time to worry about anything else. Pushing through the throng, he began to run, knowing that if he could reach the outer city gate, he would be able to intercept the convoy!
However, at that moment, a strong sense of crisis surged from deep within him. The Xu Zhen instinctively ducked and turned his head as a short arrow grazed his scalp. A person behind him fell silently to the ground, quickly lost in the chaos of fleeing people. Everyone was too focused on escaping to realize that someone had plotted against them!
The Xu Zhen felt a tingling sensation on his scalp and his eyes widened in anger. Just as he raised his head again, another short arrow shot toward him. In a moment of desperation, he drew out a wooden sword to block it, but the wooden sword snapped upon impact, revealing that this arrow was not shot from a sleeve but fired from a powerful hidden crossbow!
Faced with an ambush, the Xu Zhen dared not let his guard down. His gaze followed the trajectory of the arrow back to its source and quickly locked onto Elm and Locust Grove by the wall. Although the trees were sparse, it was easy for an assassin to hide among them.
He almost instantly identified the Big Sophora Tree on his left. Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out a large coin with sharpened edges—his self-made Gold Coin Dart!
As a time traveler, Xu Zhenxin knew he might never return to his original world, but he had unconsciously collected some valuables. These large coins were convenient to store; if brought back to the modern world, one Kaiyuan Tongbao would be worth more than a gold coin. Gradually, collecting large coins became one of his interests.
A breeze came from the northwest, stirring up a few strands of faint golden light behind the Big Sophora Tree. The Xu Zhen realized that it was not golden light but rather the assassin's golden hair reflecting in the sunset! He suddenly hurled the Gold Coin Dart; just as the assassin attempted to show himself, he quickly recoiled again. The Gold Coin Dart embedded itself into the wall with a soft thud!
As someone who once dominated cucumber slicing competitions, renowned internationally as the Cucumber King for being able to slice cucumbers from ten meters away using playing cards, this Gold Coin Dart was also a skill he practiced day and night. After forcing back the assassin, he reached into his pocket again and this time pulled out two smooth pebbles!
Startled by the Gold Coin Dart, the assassin was thrown off balance by the two pebbles that followed from the Xu Zhen. Emerging from behind an old locust tree, she retaliated with her last remaining short arrow!
Carrying weapons privately in Chang'an City was not easy; these three short arrows were already at her limit. If it weren't for this critical moment, she wouldn't have used them. However, it seemed that the Xu Zhen had anticipated her counterattack. Like a cheetah, he suddenly stopped and dodged; the short arrow grazed his shoulder—though it pierced through skin and flesh, it did not cause serious harm. Instead, he shot back with a coin dart that struck the assassin's calf!
"Where do you think you're going?"
Xu Zhenxin felt elated; the convoy escorted by Honglu Temple had already passed through customs. He could only retreat and seek another opportunity—capturing this assassin would still be a significant achievement!
Regarding the matter of the Young Master being kidnapped, it involves foreign affairs and seems to be a significant conspiracy that he alone cannot change!
Having made up her mind, Xu Zhen quickly walked forward, reaching into her pocket to pull out a money dart, secretly holding it in her hand. She didn't have many Gold Coin Darts left and dared not use them recklessly. After all, the assassin had already slowed down after being hit; she needed to wait for the best moment to strike!
However, the Female Assassin was clearly unwilling to be captured. With a swift motion, she threw another hidden weapon. Xu Zhen thought she had run out of short arrows, but unexpectedly, she still had other hidden weapons. There was no way to avoid it, so she immediately swung her scabbard to block!
The hidden weapon was like a soft rope, entangling itself around the scabbard. Xu Zhen broke into a sweat as she realized that what was wrapped around the scabbard was not some soft rope but a green Little Venomous Snake!
"Hiss!"
The Little Venomous Snake shot towards her like a green flash and bit down on the back of Xu Zhen's hand. A wave of numbness surged through her like an electric current; her arm became stiff as if petrified. This poison was terrifyingly potent!
Xu Zhen grabbed the small snake and yanked it off, stomping it dead on the ground. However, she dared not chase after the assassin any longer because vigorous movement would only accelerate the spread of the toxin!
Yet, while Xu Zhen refrained from pursuing, the assassin turned back!
Suddenly, a fragrant breeze wafted toward Xu Zhen, and her vision went dark; she lost consciousness! Her last memory was of the Female Assassin bending down to help her up, the intoxicating fragrance filling her senses and the sight of half-formed Crimson Lips!
When she finally woke up, she had no idea how long she had been unconscious. Xu Zhen felt as if there was only a heavy throbbing pain in her head; her limbs and body had no sensation at all!
It is said that there are many poisonous creatures in the Western Regions; Xu Zhen now believed it without doubt.
At this moment, she lay flat in a carriage. Inside the spacious compartment sat a thin old man meditating cross-legged; it was none other than Old Yogi, who understood India's levitation technique! Beside him sat the Young Master, glaring with disdain and pouting his lips. His hands and feet were not bound, and upon noticing that Xu Zhen had awakened, he cast a contemptuous glance at her, clearly dismissing this Chang'an Martial Marquis's lackluster combat abilities.
Next to the Xu Zhen was the Female Assassin, who fought with her life on the line. Although she wore a traveler's cloak, it could not conceal her voluptuous figure. At thirty years old, she had removed her veil, revealing her enchanting beauty, which carried an exotic charm.
Tang women paid great attention to makeup and accessories, with painted eyebrows and floral designs. Unfortunately, when going out, they needed to wear a Wide-Brimmed Hat (a type of hat with a wide brim that drapes down to cover the entire body), which was later replaced by a Veil Hat (with the veil shortened to the neck, covering only the head). This made the Xu Zhen exclaim that she had been fooled by the old schemer's golden armor, wondering where her promised revealing outfit was!
The Hu Ji before her seemed more clever, knowing that she could not display herself fully. Instead, she focused on her eyes and brows, with slender black eyeliner accentuating the mysterious allure of her emerald green eyes, resembling the smoky makeup popular in contemporary society.
Xu Zhenxin was puzzled as to why this Female Assassin did not kill him and simply throw him into the alley. However, he quickly guessed the reason: the small booklet in his arms was being held by an Elder from India!
This was a compilation of all the tricks he had witnessed over three years in both eastern and western markets; specifically, it was a revealing guide to these ancient tricks compiled by the Xu Zhen!
The elder was clearly very interested in this booklet. Upon seeing the Xu Zhen wake up, he raised the booklet and asked in broken Tang Language, "Where did you obtain this book?"
The Xu Zhen could tell that this elder had an almost obsessive love for tricks. She had sensed this quality in some foreign magicians as well. If she wanted to survive, she needed to take full advantage of this fact. So she snorted coldly and turned her head away in silence; this was a strategy of feigned indifference!
The elder's expression darkened, but the Female Assassin could not sit still. She swiftly drew a crescent-shaped blade from behind her waist, spinning it like a windmill before pressing it against the Xu Zhen's neck. This woman was undoubtedly a ruthless character who would kill without hesitation!
As the crescent blade drew blood from the Xu Zhen's throat, the elder finally spoke up to stop it: "Caesar, stop!"
The Female Assassin snorted coldly and retracted her blade, casting an unhappy glance at the elder before turning away, seemingly still holding a grudge against the Xu Zhen for injuring her calf.
The elder shook his head helplessly and moved closer to the Xu Zhen. He pulled out a black pill from his pocket, grasped her jaw, and placed it into her mouth.
A cool medicinal effect spread through her body; surprisingly, the Xu Zhen's hands and feet began to warm up slowly. It was evidently an antidote for Snake Venom!
Xu Zhen moved her fingers and regained some sensation. She struggled to get up but stumbled, nearly falling. The old man instinctively helped her, but Xu Zhen smirked coldly. She swept her slender fingers across the sole of her shoe, activating her hidden technique, ensnaring the old man like a vine wrapping around a tree. The sharp blade concealed in her shoe was now pressed against the old man's throat.
Although Tang Dao was renowned worldwide, the iron industry was not well-developed enough to produce such blades. This thin blade, as light as paper, was crafted from high-quality iron that Xu Zhen had purchased at a great cost and honed meticulously every day.
Caesar did not expect Xu Zhen to be so cunning, exploiting the old man's sympathy. Furious, he grabbed Young Master's hair and yanked him closer, placing a silver blade against Young Master's neck.
“If you touch a single hair on Rock Master, I will kill her!” Caesar threatened fiercely. Xu Zhen had no doubt about his resolve, but at that moment, he was too preoccupied with his own safety to care about this cross-dressing noblewoman.
“I have no ties to her; if you want to kill her, just do it! If I blink, I’m no longer a man!” Xu Zhen scoffed defiantly, infuriating Caesar, whose chest heaved with anger as his delicate hand trembled slightly around the blade.
However, someone was even angrier than Caesar: it was Young Master, or rather Young Lady, in his arms!
“You shameless coward! Turning a blind eye to death and calling yourself a Tang People! You aren't even a man! If I return to Chang'an, I will make my father ensure you have no place to be buried!” Young Lady shouted angrily at Xu Zhen, whose cold laugh and dismissive retort were, “Naive! Do you really think you can return to Chang'an?”
That statement indeed stunned Young Lady, who turned pale and fell silent, tears welling in her eyes.
Xu Zhen paid her no mind and pressed the blade harder against Moya's neck, coldly threatening Caesar: “Let me off this carriage.”
Caesar gritted his teeth in anger but reluctantly tapped on the carriage wall. Seeing that Xu Zhen intended to take Moya away, Young Lady suddenly lifted her head, her eyes filled with helpless pleading.
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