"I am ashamed."

Liu Ling stared intently at the pebble in the other person's hand, remaining vigilant, and said, "No matter how fast my lightness skill is, it's not as fast as the pebble in your hand."

"At the summit of Yanshan, the Liu family cultivates lotus. Many of the Liu family's predecessors were the best in the world in terms of lightness skills. You are a promising talent, and you may well surpass them in the future."

"You know me?"

“I know that the Liu family has a set of assessment standards for their children, the most important of which is rock climbing. Judging from the past assessment results, those who can reach the top of Yanshan Mountain around the age of eighteen are all elites.”

"And you, Liu Ling, the seventh daughter of the current head of the Liu family, reached the top at the age of thirteen."

Liu Ling frowned, becoming increasingly wary.

The lean man smirked and continued, "But unfortunately, you, hailed as the new generation genius of the Liu family, were forced into marriage by your family. Not wanting to marry a man you had never met, you fled Yanshan and began working as an assassin."

"You investigated me?"

Liu Ling bent her body slightly, her hands clenched into fists.

The lean man glanced at Liu Ling's hand and said, "With your current abilities, there's no point in struggling in front of me. You're hiding poison in your left hand and nails in your right. I guarantee that before the poison in your palm can even spread, the pebble in my hand will pierce your throat first."

"call……"

Liu Ling let out a long breath, losing all will to resist. In front of this lean man, she felt as if she had been stripped naked.

She asked, "What is your purpose?"

“I told you, you’re a promising talent, but your current business…” The lean man glanced at Du Laihua’s corpse and said, “You can’t even get the bounty, so you’re obviously not doing well.”

The lean man tightened his grip on the pebble in his palm and said, "Follow me from now on, you'll be more successful than you were in Yanshan."

"Who are you?"

"Maoshan Sect, Luo Ying".

Liu Ling's expression changed drastically, and she exclaimed in surprise, "The Left Prime Minister's residence!!"

Luo Ying smiled slightly, and as the mist dissipated, the contours of his face became clearer in Liu Ling's eyes.

Then Liu Ling saw him reach out his hand.

"Let's go, I'll take you to Changsui."

...

"He's here!"

"Charge in!"

A group of imperial soldiers chased after a group of soldiers and stopped in front of a dilapidated temple. The temple looked even more dilapidated in the night, as if it were about to collapse in the night wind.

Almost at the same time the soldiers stopped, the door of the dilapidated temple opened, and a figure ran out.

"Release the arrows!"

A volley of arrows flew out, and seeing that he couldn't escape, the figure turned back into the dilapidated temple and closed the door.

Ta-da!

All the arrows hit the door.

The officer in charge shouted, "Charge!"

Upon hearing this, the four people in the front row rushed forward, but before they even reached the front of the dilapidated temple, they suddenly tripped over the rope under their feet, and two wooden spikes shot down from the trees on both sides, pinning the four of them firmly to the ground.

"hateful!"

The officer in charge waved his hand and said, "You few go again, but be careful!"

Having learned from their previous experience, the four men were much more cautious this time, slowing their pace and glancing around as they went. They successfully reached the door, exchanged glances, pushed it open simultaneously, and then rushed inside, knives in hand.

Bang!

A statue crashed to the ground, pinning the two men beneath it. The other two men, terrified, quickly retreated.

The officer in charge was furious and roared, "All of you, charge! With so many men, can't we catch one of them?!"

The officers and soldiers didn't move; they were all somewhat panicked.

One of the men next to the leader quickly said, "This kid is good at setting up traps and mechanisms. If we force our way in, it will only cause our brothers to sacrifice themselves in vain. We should surround the temple and trap him to death!"

The officer in charge thought for a moment, then his eyes flashed with a fierce light. He said, "No need to trap him, just burn this temple down! He likes to hide, doesn't he? Then burn him to death!"

The person next to him added, "If it's burned beyond recognition, we'll have a hard time explaining ourselves..."

The officer in charge said, "I can't worry about that anymore. So many brothers have died trying to capture him. I have to kill him!"

Burn it! Burn it for me!

The officers and soldiers all agreed that this was the safest method, and fearing that their leader might change his mind, they immediately took action.

Before long, the dilapidated temple was engulfed in flames.

Seeing no response at the entrance of the dilapidated temple, the officer leader sneered, "Let's see if you live or die this time!"

"ah!"

Suddenly, someone screamed in agony. The officer in charge turned around and saw a one-armed figure weaving through the ranks. He held a long sword in his only hand, and every soldier he approached would fall to the ground, making it impossible to see his sword movements clearly.

The figure moved through the crowd like cutting leeks, like a ghost in the night.

The officer in charge panicked and tried to suppress his trembling voice as he said, "We are arresting a wanted criminal! Who are you? You dare to kill even government soldiers? Aren't you afraid of losing your head?!"

No sooner had the words left his mouth than the dark figure appeared before the officer in a flash, staring intently into his eyes.

Only then did the officer in charge see the man's appearance clearly, as well as the white bangs that covered his right cheek.

"you……"

Just as the officer was about to speak, he felt a chill brush against his neck, and the words he wanted to say seemed to leak out through the wound as they passed through his throat.

He fell to the ground, clutching his throat with both hands, never having seen how the other man drew his sword.

After killing all the soldiers, Cui Wuming came to the dilapidated temple, tore off the clothes of two soldiers, and then rushed into the fire wearing the clothes.

In the corner lay a person whose body was on fire. Cui Wuming quickly ran over to extinguish the flames, wrapped him in his clothes, and carried him out of the dilapidated temple.

Cui Wuming laid the man flat on the ground outside the dilapidated temple. Looking at the man's once handsome face, half of which was now burned, a look of sorrow appeared in his eyes.

Cui Wuming carefully tore open his clothes and saw that his right side of his body, like his right face, was covered in large burns. It seemed that in the critical moment of the fire, he had chosen to use his left side to shield himself from the flames in order to protect his heart.

Judging from the intact face and body on the right side, this should be a very young boy.

"Cough! Cough cough—"

The boy slowly opened his eyes, and upon seeing Cui Wuming, a smile appeared on his face. His voice was indeed as clear and crisp as a young boy's.

"Uncle Cui, you've arrived..."

Upon hearing this address, Cui Wuming's heart seemed to melt, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Xiao Sheng, I'm late."

"It's alright, I'm still alive."

Su Sheng tugged at Cui Wuming's sleeve and asked, "Is anyone from the Su family still alive?"

Cui Wuming shook his head slightly and said, "Only you are left."

Su Sheng seemed to have made sufficient mental preparations, her expression was very calm, and she stopped talking.

Cui Wuming said coldly, "Xiao Sheng, don't worry. I'll stay with you and help you settle down first. When the time is right, I will definitely avenge my third brother and kill Zhao Cheng and Wen Tai!"

"Were Zhao Cheng and Wen Tai the ones who destroyed my Su family?"

Su Sheng gave a desolate smile and said, "I don't think so... The real culprit is the emperor..."