Seventeenth Master's kung fu was indeed impressive; after the two men trembled for a while, they hadn't gained much advantage. Chen Guo anxiously looked outside from the doorway. He had no martial arts skills; going out would only mean certain death—swords have no eyes.

Seventeenth Master knew that the guards must have been tricked, otherwise, why didn't any of them come out to help when they heard such a commotion?

While the Seventeenth Master was fighting off two assassins, someone suddenly ran in from outside.

When Chen Guo looked, he was surprised to see that it was Duolong.

"Lord Duolong, there's an assassin!" Chen Guo shouted to Duolong.

Duolong leaped in, immediately reacting and joining the fray. Seventeen exchanged a glance with Duolong, and the two each engaged in combat with a man in black.

When the two men in black were fighting Seventeen, they had a slight advantage. Just when it seemed that Seventeen was about to be overwhelmed, a man named Duolong suddenly appeared, and the situation completely changed.

Duolong was a seasoned soldier and had fought on the battlefield, so his fighting style was completely different from Seventeen's. Duolong's moves were swift, ruthless, and precise, instantly injuring his opponent in two places. Seeing that he could not withstand the attack, the opponent tried to escape.

A whistle blew, and the two men in black, as if receiving an order, began to disengage. Seventeen was somewhat exhausted, so he didn't give chase. Doron, however, was in excellent physical condition and pursued them.

"Master!" Chen Guo rushed out and asked as soon as he saw that the two assassins had retreated.

"It's nothing!" Seventeen said. But his arm had clearly been stabbed by the other party, and blood was flowing down his arm.

"Master, your arm!" Chen Guo was terrified when she saw that Seventeen's arm was bleeding a lot.

"It's nothing, just a minor injury. Come on, let's go check on everyone in the rooms and see what's wrong with them." Seventeen didn't care about anything else and hurriedly grabbed his sword to check on the side rooms. He had a bad feeling.

Seventeen and Chen Guo went into the house and saw several people lying inside, who were Seventeen's guards.

Seventeen's heart sank, and he immediately went to check if they were dead or injured.

After checking them one by one, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. They weren't dead; they had just been drugged and were in a deep sleep.

"Go and see what tricks they've used in the other rooms!" Seventeen said to Chen Guo beside him.

After the master and servant checked everyone inside and outside, they found that they were indeed all unconscious and had fallen into a deep sleep.

Seventeen asked Chen Guo, "What did they use? Why didn't you and I use anything, and why is Brother Duolong alright?"

Chen Guo stared blankly at Seventeen; these things were beyond the comprehension of a mere eunuch like himself.

"Go to the yamen immediately and tell them that I, the imperial envoy, have been attacked. Tell them to send a doctor over right away," Seventeen instructed.

Chen Guo obeyed and left, and Seventeen returned to his study. He found some gauze and bandaged his wound.

Before anyone could arrive, Duolong returned carrying someone on his back. He threw the person on the ground and shouted, "You'd better not move, or the needles stuck in your acupoints will only hurt more."

Seventeen heard a noise inside and immediately came out, where he saw Duolong talking to the man in black lying on the ground.

"We caught one, but the other got away," Duolong said as he saw Seventeenth Master come out.

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