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Lin Yu said coldly, "There's no time to explain... protect this child with your lives. She said you are trustworthy." Then he turned to leave. The rain hit his cloak, washing the bloodstains into dark red marks, which looked particularly striking.
Zhang Dashan watched Lin Yu walk away and suddenly realized that he was one of the Shadow Guards who had just carried out a hunting mission. Thinking of the rumors in the city, Zhang Dashan instantly guessed that Xia Po had met a tragic end. A strong anger ignited in his heart, and he raised his hammer, shouting at Lin Yu's back, "You dog of Yang Hao! Trying to run!"
However, just as he was about to swing the hammer, Xiao Yun suddenly rushed forward and tightly hugged Zhang Dashan's waist, her eyes filled with tears and pleading: "Uncle Zhang, please don't! He saved me!"
Zhang Dashan's movement abruptly stopped, and he looked down at Xiao Yun hugging him tightly. The anger and hatred in his heart were diluted by her tears. He knew that this child had already lost too much, and he didn't want her to experience any more pain.
"Xiao Yun……" Zhang Dashan's voice softened, and he slowly put down the hammer, a hint of helplessness and heartache flashing in his eyes.
Lin Yu stopped in his tracks, turned to look at Zhang Dashan with a cold and stern gaze, but also with a hint of gratitude. He knew that the choice made in this moment would determine Xiao Yun's future.
"Keep a low profile," Lin Yu said coldly, "I will help that child apply for a new identity, don't worry... Just do what you should do."
Then, Lin Yu turned to leave. However, just as he was about to disappear into the rainy night, Xiao Yun's young voice suddenly called out to him, "Mister! Who are you really? What's your name?"
Lin Yu stopped, fell silent for a moment, and then said lightly, "Thirteen." Then he suddenly accelerated, his figure disappearing into the rainy night, his footsteps growing fainter and fainter until nothing could be heard at all.
Zhang Dashan watched Lin Yu disappear and felt a surge of complex emotions. He knew that the Shadow Guard named Thirteen, though mysterious, had indeed saved Xiao Yun. This left Zhang Dashan with a mix of gratitude and hatred towards the Shadow Guard, unable to resolve his feelings.
"Xiao Yun, let's go. We must leave here immediately and find a safe place," Zhang Dashan said in a low voice, tightly holding Xiao Yun's hand.
Xiao Yun nodded, tears still shimmering in her eyes, but there was a glimmer of hope in her heart. She believed in this mysterious Uncle Thirteen, because he had saved her in the most desperate moment.
Li Chunhua quickly packed some essentials, then followed Zhang Dashan and Xiao Yun out of the blacksmith's shop. The rain continued to pour down on them, mixing with bloodstains and mud, but their pace remained steady.
Lin Yu dashed through the outskirts of the city, the rain relentlessly beating down on him, washing the muddy ground into a blur. In the distance, he saw the figures of Li Mu and several Shadow Guard, who had been waiting for some time. Lin Yu quickly ran towards them, feeling a sense of urgency in his heart.
Li Mu saw Lin Yu's figure, waved his hand, and signaled him to come over. Lin Yu held Xia Po's long spear, soaked through, but still maintained a cold and stern expression on his face. Behind Li Mu, his team members had a row of bloody ears hanging from their waists, evidence of their just completed hunt of the rebels.
Seeing Lin Yu approaching, Li Mu teasingly smiled and joked, "Oh... Lin Yu, your skills have deteriorated. How could an old general like you take so long?"
Lin Yu looked coldly at Li Mu and did not answer. He handed Xia Po's long spear to Li Mu and said in a deep voice, "Mission accomplished."
Li Mu took the long spear, carefully examined it, nodded, and his smile turned serious. He knew that although Lin Yu didn't say much, this battle was not easy.
"The team has assembled," Li Mu said with a hint of pride in his voice, "This operation was very successful. We have successfully eliminated the rebel party."
Lin Yu nodded, but he didn't feel relaxed at all. He knew that he had just made a major decision, one that would change the fate of many people. He looked at Li Mu, feeling a mix of complex emotions, but he knew that he couldn't reveal anything yet.
"Let's go, the mission is not completely finished," Lin Yu said in a low voice, with a hint of determination in his tone.
Li Mu looked at Lin Yu, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes, but he didn't ask further. They were both Shadow Guards, knowing that many times it was not necessary to ask too much, just to execute the orders.
Lin Yu led the team to run in the dark night, the rain kept beating on them, but their steps remained steady and firm. Finally, they returned to the main camp of the Shadow Guard. The central hall was still lit with candles, emitting a warm glow.
On the way to the hall, there were two rows of guards standing, with serious expressions and sharp eyes. Lin Yu and his team quickly walked towards the hall, their soaked cloaks swaying with each step, making a faint sound of water. When they reached the door, they were stopped by two guards who requested identity verification.
"Stop, verify your identity," one of the guards said coldly, gripping a knife handle and looking alert.
Lin Yu took out his identity from his waist and prepared to hand it over, when suddenly, a deep voice echoed in the hall: "Let them in..."
The voice carried an undeniable authority, it was the Commander-in-Chief of the Shadow Guard, Cao Ling. The guards immediately put away their weapons and made way for Lin Yu and his team.
Lin Yu nodded slightly and swiftly entered the hall with his team. The hall was brightly lit with candles, illuminating the entire room, and casting dancing shadows on the walls. Cao Ling sat in the main seat of the hall, dressed in a black robe, with eyes as sharp as an eagle's, staring directly at Lin Yu.
"Lin Yu, how did the mission go?" Cao Ling's voice was deep and powerful, carrying an undeniable authority.
Lin Yu stepped forward, offering Xia Po's long spear with both hands, and replied in a low voice, "The mission has been completed. The leader of the traitors, Xia Po, has been executed."
Cao Ling took the long spear and carefully examined it, then nodded with a hint of satisfaction in his eyes. "Very good, you have worked hard."
Li Mu and the other team members also entered the hall, their trophies at their waists proving the bloody battle they had just experienced. Cao Ling looked at them and gave a cold smile, "It seems you didn't disappoint me either."
Lin Yu didn't say much. He knew that even though the mission was completed, the complex emotions in his heart could not be calmed. There was a hint of determination in his eyes as he silently made up his mind that no matter how difficult the future might be, he would continue to move forward.
Seeing Cao Ling's satisfied expression, Lin Yu felt a lot more relaxed. He was about to lead the team away when suddenly, Cao Ling's face changed drastically, and he shouted loudly, "Stop!"
Lin Yu suddenly felt a chill down his spine and his heart started racing. He turned around to see Cao Ling with an unusually cold and sharp look in her eyes. Cao Ling began sniffing the air vigorously, as if she had caught a whiff of something unusual.
"Lies..." Cao Ling muttered under her breath, her voice tinged with a hint of fanaticism and alertness. "I smell the scent of lies... someone is lying."
Lin Yu felt a sudden tightness in his chest, sensing an inexplicable chill. He knew that Cao Ling's intuition was always incredibly accurate, which made him feel uneasy. He tried to stay calm as he faced Cao Ling's question.
"Commander, is there a problem?" Lin Yu asked in a low voice, trying to maintain a calm tone.
Cao Ling's eyes became sharper, scanning Lin Yu and the team behind him. His gaze was like a sharp sword, as if to pierce through everyone's soul. He slowly approached Lin Yu, constantly sniffing, as if searching for the source of the scent of lies.
"Was everything really smooth in your operation today?" Cao Ling asked coldly, his eyes full of distrust.
Lin Yu felt his heart racing, but he still tried to remain calm: "Yes, Commander, everything is proceeding according to plan. Xia Po has been executed."
Cao Ling's eyes still filled with suspicion, his nose twitched slightly, as if he had caught a whiff of something unusual. He turned to Li Mu and asked coldly, "Do you think so too, Li Mu?"
Li Mu felt a wave of tension, but he quickly replied, "Yes, Commander, we have completed the mission with no abnormalities."
Cao Ling fell silent for a moment, then suddenly turned and walked briskly to a corner of the room, continuing to sniff the air vigorously. His actions were like those of a hunting beast, trying to locate the source of the unusual scent.
Lin Yu felt a wave of pressure, knowing that any subtle movement at this moment could arouse suspicion from Cao Ling. His heart was filled with conflict and unease, but he had to remain calm in order to handle this dangerous situation.
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