Could there be a more pathetic assassin than her? She tried to kill one man for nine lives, yet was tragically murdered in every single one, and the culprit was precisely her assassination target�...
You Shuyao followed the crowd to the front yard, squeezed forward a little, and saw a woman with a knife being surrounded by guards. This person was none other than the maid Cuiwei.
You Shuyao was so surprised she could hardly close her mouth. She never expected that Cuiwei was in the same industry as her!
At this moment, Cuiwei's face was completely bloodless, and her clothes were stained with blood, clearly indicating that she had been seriously injured in the fight, and her jaw had been dislocated. With a clang, the knife in her hand was kicked to the ground, and then her arm was swiftly twisted behind her back by a guard, who pressed her down firmly.
If an assassin fails to carry out an assassination, he will usually choose to commit suicide by poison in order to avoid being tortured. However, Cuiwei's jaw was dislocated, which shows that she was captured before she could take poison.
You Shuyao looked at Cuiwei, her heart filled with a myriad of emotions.
At this moment, someone shouted, "The lord has arrived!" The guards who had been surrounding the area were well-trained and split into two rows, making way for a path. At the other end of the path, a tall and burly figure appeared, walking slowly with steady steps!
He was tall and broad-shouldered, with a narrow waist and an exceptionally straight back. His chiseled face exuded a cold and resolute air, with sword-like eyebrows and deep, sharp eyes. When he was silent, his imposing presence sent chills down one's spine. His arrival caused the temperature in the room to drop several degrees instantly, and the previously noisy courtyard fell into complete silence.
Huo Jingsha!
You Shuyao subconsciously lowered her head and silently took two steps back, completely concealing herself from the figure in front of her. She hoped no one would notice her, because the shadows of her past lives were too deep, instilling in her an intangible fear of Huo Jingsha, making her want to stay a hundred meters away from him.
Huo Jingsha approached Cuiwei, his eyes half-closed, his sinister gaze sweeping over her from head to toe.
"Speak! Who sent you? If you confess, I'll spare your life and give you a quick death. If you don't, you'll be imprisoned!"