Chapter 50: I allowed the undercover agent to be a taboo

Not long after, Luo Wan received her second mission.

The one who defected was a second-level assassin. When she and Chu Lin escorted the second-level traitor back to Tingyu Tower, the entire building complex was shrouded in an eerie silence.

Even the draft in the hallway was stagnant, and the copper bells on the eaves were silent, as if even the air had frozen.

Two assassins hurriedly passed the huge bronze gate carrying a corpse. The corpse was covered with a layer of white cloth, and the outline of the body vaguely visible under the white cloth was unfamiliar, so Luo Wan did not look at it for long.

Luo Wan was about to cross the threshold when she suddenly felt a chill on the back of her hand. A drop of scarlet liquid fell from a high altitude and dripped onto her hand, blooming a dazzling flower on her fair skin.

The smell of rust instantly entered my nose.

Luo Wan looked up, and the shadow hanging from the bronze door lintel suddenly caught her eye. She saw a scene that she would never forget in her life.

Liu Feng's neck was twisted and deformed by the thick hemp rope, his eyes were bulging out of his purple face, blood was oozing from all his orifices, and his head was drooping on his chest.

The fabric on his chest was pierced with several holes by the sharp blade, and dark red blood flowed down his loose limbs, finally dripping from his fingertips and toes.

Another drop of blood fell on the back of Luo Wan's hand.

The passing assassins felt it was bad luck and tried to avoid it. They covered their faces and trotted across the bronze door, unwilling to stay even for a moment.

Chu Lin's warm palm suddenly covered the back of her cold hand, covering the two drops of blood.

"Let's go." His voice was soft and calm.

In order to prevent the first incident from happening again, Luo Wan would always bring the traitor back to Tingyu Tower and hand him over to Bi Yue, who would arrange the traitor's death.

Some ended up being made into medicine men to test poisons, while others were thrown into a snake den as usual.

When Luo Wan handed the traitor over to Bi Yue, he remained calm as usual, seemingly unaware that a third-rank assassin had died in Ting Yu Tower. Luo Wan wanted to ask him about this, but he only kindly reminded her, "Being an undercover agent is taboo."

It meant that she should not ask any more questions and he would not tell her.

Later, Luo Wan figured out from the fragmentary words of other assassins that Liu Feng's undercover identity was exposed unexpectedly, and he was captured while talking to the secret guards outside the building.

The secret guard died tragically on the torture rack in Tingyu Tower, reduced to a bloody wreckage. Meanwhile, Liu Feng was killed by Shayan's sword.

But even so, the owner of Tingyu Tower was still furious.

She ordered Liu Feng's body to be hung on the huge bronze gate and exposed for seven days to the wind, sun, and birds to eat, as a warning to others.

When Luo Wan returned to her residence, the house was already in a mess. She stood at the door, her fingertips unconsciously clenching her sleeves.

All the assassins who were close to Liufeng on weekdays were searched to varying degrees, including Qingyun.

But at this moment, Chu Lin was still standing here safely, which showed that those people did not get anything out of Liu Feng and the secret guards, and Sha Yan did not find any clues from their residence.

Luo Wan didn't know what to think, and said sullenly: "Chu Lin, I want to eat wontons."

Chu Lin paused for a moment as he picked up the pillow, dusted it off as if nothing had happened, and put the pillow back on the bed before saying, "I'll do it for you."

Not long after, Chu Lin brought in a bowl of small wontons. They were delicate and small, and the fillings were not visible.

Luo Wan seemed to be trance seeing another picture. In the coarse porcelain bowl lay a fat, crooked wonton with thick skin and rich filling, which was justifiably ugly.

Luo Wan shook his head and said, "Wrong, it's not this."

Chu Lin asked doubtfully: "Which one should it be?"

Luo Wan said, "The wontons from Liufengbao aren't that good looking."

Suddenly, a warm force came from his shoulder, and Chu Lin advised: "Awan, look at me. Don't let your imagination run wild, don't be impulsive."

Luo Wan frowned, his eyes full of confusion: "How could he die?"

She couldn't understand why Liu Feng died?

Clearly, Liu Feng's undercover identity had never been discovered in his previous life, so why was it exposed without any warning in just a few days?

In his previous life, Liu Feng lived well until her death. What went wrong?

Chu Lin said calmly, "He knew this day would come from the first day he became an undercover agent."

Before he finished speaking, Luo Wan suddenly turned around and walked out.

"Ah Wan!" Chu Lin grabbed her wrist with great force and held it tightly. "What are you going to do?"

Luo Wan didn't look back, but gently broke free from his hand: "Liu Feng shouldn't be there."

Before he could stop her, Luo Wan's figure had already rushed out of the room and disappeared into the night in an instant.

Luo Wan stood under the huge bronze door, looking up at the hanging corpse.

The night wind blew past, and the rope made a slight creaking sound. Liufeng's robe was blown slightly, as if he was still alive, just looking at them silently with his head down.

Chu Lin caught up with her, stood behind her, and said in a low voice: "What do you want to do?"

Luo Wan did not answer, but just pointed his toes and jumped onto the crossbar of the giant gate.

She pulled out the dagger, and with a flash of cold light, the thick hemp rope broke.

Liu Feng's body fell and was caught steadily by Chu Lin, revealing his pale and distorted face. His bulging eyes were still open, as if he died with his eyes open.

Luo Wan landed on the ground, reached out and gently covered his eyes, and whispered, "Rest in peace."

His eyelids finally closed.

They buried him on the cliff outside Tingyu Tower.

There is no tombstone, only a handful of yellow earth and a few wild chrysanthemums.

Luo Wan squatted down, stroking the freshly turned soil with his fingertips, and said softly, "You're right, he knew this day would come."

Chu Lin stood behind her, silent.

"But I didn't tell him. I never blamed him. I just need some time to accept it."

Chu Lin said: "He will understand."

Luo Wan said: "Do you remember what I said to you that day when you delivered wontons for Liu Feng?"

——I don’t want to go back to Miaojiang with you, I want to be the host of this post.

Chu Lin said hurriedly: "No."

Luo Wan looked up at him and said, "Why not?"

Chu Lin said, "At least not now. Sha Yan's skills are unfathomable. She hasn't fought in front of the people in Tingyu Tower in the past ten years. The only person who knows her strength is Lei Wujie. I can't let you take risks until I'm sure everything is safe."

Compared with the previous life, the decision in this life is indeed hasty.

In her previous life, she, Chu Lin and Liu Feng made a detailed plan against Sha Yan and also disassembled every move of Sha Yan.

Luo Wan said firmly: "I have to do this."

After a long silence, Chu Lin compromised. His voice drifted to Luo Wan's ears on the night wind: "Okay. But if you lose the upper hand, leave immediately. Don't fight. I will meet you outside the secret room. Let's leave Tingyu Tower."

*

The news that Liufeng's body had disappeared from the bronze door quickly spread throughout the entire Tingyu Tower.

When Luo Wan stepped into the secret room of Tingyu Tower, Sha Yan had already sat in the main seat, tapping the armrest with his fingertips.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time." Sha Yan slowly raised his eyes, a hint of interest flashing in his eyes: "You are quite courageous to bury the undercover corpse privately, Luo Wan."

Liu Feng's death was not wrong from anyone's perspective.

He died for the cause he was loyal to, and his death was worthy; Sha Yan was not wrong to kill him for Tingyu Tower.

It's right from anyone's point of view.

But people's standpoints are different, which means they must fight for their own standpoints.

The flame on the bronze candlestick flickered suddenly, and the shadows in the hall retreated and gathered like the tide.

Luo Wan stood on the bluestone platform at the bottom of the hall, gripping the hilt of the sword and slowly drawing it. The frosty sword light was like the moon breaking through the clouds, passing over her icy eyebrows inch by inch.

With a backhand stroke, the sharp blade cut through the palm without any hesitation. A line of blood flowed along the silver sword and formed a thin stream in the groove.

When the first drop of blood fell to the ground, countless scarlet threads suddenly shot out from the cracks in the blue brick floor of the entire hall. It was the cinnabar formation buried underground that was activated by the blood of the purest warrior.

"Death warrior Luo Wan, please invite Sha Yan, the twelfth generation master of Tingyu Tower." She held the blood-stained sword horizontally in her palm, "Open the life and death platform."

The Life and Death Arena mechanism is the venue for the battle for the owner of the building. It requires the blood of two pure warriors as bait to open it. It is also a test to see if the person is qualified to challenge the owner of the building and sit on the position of the owner.

Sha Yan said with a half-smile, "Are you going to avenge Liu Feng?"

Luo Wan didn't answer her, and asked calmly: "Will the host agree?"

Regardless of Liu Feng's death or not, she would have challenged Sha Yan to compete for the position of the building owner. It was just a matter of time. Liu Feng's death only accelerated the process.

Sha Yan paused with her fingertips resting on the armrest.

A drop of blood fell into the eyes of the beast head carved on the armrest, and the bronze Taotie seemed to come alive and swallowed the blood.

There was a loud noise, and the door of the secret room was slowly closing, bringing with it a gust of wind, which made the ribbon that tied Luo Wan's hair flutter. A few strands of scattered hair were stained with blood and stuck to the side of her neck.

The stage of life and death has been opened.

Sha Yan raised his eyebrows slightly: "I agree."

The host's life and death challenge is different from the competition within the building, and weapons can be used.

The moment the cold light flashed, Luo Wan turned and took a wrong step.

The tip of Sha Yan's sword brushed past her neck, and the cold sword wind cut the silk ribbon that bound her hair. Luo Wan's black hair suddenly fell down, spreading out like an inky waterfall in the surging sword energy.

The two figures moved across the hall, sword lights intertwined, and candlesticks shattered wherever they passed.

Luo Wan suddenly changed his tactics, and Sha Yan seized this opportunity to thrust his sword into Luo Wan's left shoulder.

Sha Yan sneered: "It's over."

She was about to use her wrist to crush Luo Wan's shoulder bone, but suddenly met Luo Wan's cool eyes.

There was no pain in those eyes, only calmness like a cold pond.

Oh no.

Suddenly, she felt a cold touch on her left chest. Sha Yan lowered her head and saw that the tip of Luo Wan's sword had pierced her heart without her knowing when.

When Luo Wan drew out the sword, a rain of blood was unleashed.

At the last moment, Sha Yan saw the blood clotted on her eyelashes and her pupils reflecting his own astonished reflection.

Luo Wan lowered his eyes and looked at the figure that collapsed to the ground. He asked softly, "Why is it that in the several battles you and Lei Yuanjie fought, he never killed you, nor did he poison you?"

In her previous life, after she replaced Sha Yan as the owner of the building, she also fought with Lei Yuanjie. She thought that he and Sha Yan were of the same level, which was why they had fought several times without any result.

On the contrary, Lei Yuanjie's strength is several levels higher than Sha Yan's.

What was the reason that made him let Sha Yan go several times, and when he fought with her for the second time, he violated the rules of the martial arts world and secretly poisoned her?

There is only one reason.

Luo Wan said calmly, "You and Lei Yuanjie are no longer the enemies rumored in the martial arts world, right?"

The relationship between Sha Yan and Lei Yuanjie had long been ambiguous, which led to Lei Yuanjie immediately issuing a challenge to Luo Wan after Luo Wan killed Sha Yan.

He and Sha Yan had only fought for fun, but with Luo Wan, it was a life-and-death struggle. After realizing that he couldn't avenge Sha Yan through violence, he chose to poison her the second time.

Sha Yan opened his eyes angrily, coughed up blood and was unable to speak.

Luo Wan slowly walked up to the main seat. The moment she pressed her hand on the mechanism on the handle of the main seat, the huge door of the secret room suddenly opened behind her, and the skylight poured in like a waterfall.

The tip of her sword was still dripping with blood, her black hair was spread out on her blood-stained robe, and her back was straight.

Outside the secret room, there was a huge crowd of assassins.

When Luo Wan's figure appeared at the intersection of light and shadow, Chu Lin in the front row was the first to kneel on one knee.

The sound of the black iron falling to the ground was like some kind of signal. It was followed by the second and third sounds, and hundreds of long swords fell to the ground one after another, knocking out endless echoes on the stone slabs.

"Greetings, host." Chu Lin's voice was the first to be heard, followed by a thunderous response.

"Meet the host."