The man in black immediately abandoned Liu Qingqing, rushed out of the window, and fled.

However, as soon as he jumped out of the window and reached the door, Sima Junru, who had been waiting for him, took action.

Sima Junru ran incredibly fast, like a wolf, and caught up with the man in black in just a dozen breaths.

Sima Junru drew his sword from its sheath, and the instant it was drawn, it was like a burst of icy coldness.

With a single stroke, half a leg was severed. The man swayed and fell to the ground, sliding a short distance due to inertia, his blood staining the road.

He rolled over a few times, trying to get up and keep running, but Sima Junru caught up and stepped on the ground with one foot, the knife only millimeters away from his neck.

This was a minor incident that occurred on the streets of Youzhou City. Ordinary people didn't take it seriously, simply believing that officials were arresting criminals.

But next, the Song Dynasty and the Jin Dynasty will launch a secret counterattack.

Situ Heng looked at Sima Junru with admiration: "Boss, how did you know he was at Wangyue Pavilion?"

“At first I didn’t know either. Do you remember this piece of silk? Even I was thinking the wrong thing. What spy would actually wear something like this to kill someone? That would be suicide. Only an amateur would do that.”

“Zhou Ling is an amateur. With his intelligence, he can’t be a spy, so he could only have been instigated by someone.”

"Who else, besides alcohol and women, could incite a spoiled brat to commit murder?"

After Sima Junru said that, Situ Heng understood completely.

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