Chapter 202 In a Dire Situation

Seeing this, Qin Yi released his hand as instructed and waved it lightly twice in Pei Yanzhi's direction.

He continued, "But now I've changed my mind. It seems you really like this woman very much. In that case..."

His eyes suddenly turned sinister, piercing straight at him. "Did you bring the tiger tally?"

Pei Yanzhi withdrew his gaze from the pale-faced Ji Shu and turned to Qin Yi, his eyes filled with such intense killing intent that they almost annihilated him.

"You want troops?"

Qin Yi clapped his hands and laughed heartily, "Of course, who in this world doesn't know that your Yanzhou army, Pei Yanzhi, is invincible and unconquerable."

"I have long admired the iron cavalry of Yanzhou. I wonder if Your Majesty would allow me to see them?"

Only then did Ji Shu's eyes flicker. If this tiger tally were truly in the hands of such a despicable person, it would be tantamount to holding Pei Yanzhi's life in his grasp.

Is this country still under the control of the Pei family? What will happen to Qinghe?

How could they possibly survive?

Her eyes were bloodshot as she roared, "No! Pei Yanzhi, how dare you? If you really give it to me, I will never forgive you, even if I go to hell!"

Pei Yanzhi's usual shrewd and arrogant demeanor was shattered when he saw his beloved's heartbroken state.

His dark eyes were fixed on her: "Shu'er, what use is this world to me if I don't have you?"

After saying that, he gave Ji Shu a deep look, and as he raised his hand to make a move, the assassins on both sides immediately became alert and moved closer.

Pei Yanzhi smiled faintly, took something out of his pocket, and casually tossed it to Qin Yi.

Ji Shu struggled to lunge forward, wishing she could smash her head against a rock and die. "Pei Yanzhi, you brute! Where have you placed the people of the world, and Qinghe?"

Soon, a guard quickly took out a handkerchief and stuffed it into her mouth.

All that remained was a series of muffled "uh, uh—" sounds.

Qin Yi was overjoyed and accepted the item with both hands. Upon closer inspection, he recognized it as the tiger tally depicted in the painting.

The gold carving is in the shape of a leopard, with a gemstone set in its eye.

This is the tiger tally that can command the iron cavalry of Yanzhou; he's going to become emperor!

With this tiger tally and the imperial edict hidden in his sleeve, who in the world could stop him from becoming emperor?

No one dared to stop them anymore.

Pei Yanzhi was merely a stumbling block on his path to becoming emperor, having conquered the world for nothing. Qin Yi held onto what he had firmly in his hands.

His cold gaze then fell upon Pei Yanzhi, and he immediately laughed, "Well, who would have thought that this emperor of all ages would be such a lovelorn fool?"

Pei Yanzhi's eyes were cold and sharp, only softening when he looked at Ji Shu. "Now that I've given you the Tiger Tally, you've got everything you wanted. Can't you give the person back to me now?"

Qin Yi took two steps forward, as if he had heard something extremely ridiculous.

From the very beginning, he had no intention of letting him go. "Pei Yanzhi, Pei Yanzhi, do you know how long I've planned this, how much effort I've put into luring you here? How do you think I would let you go so easily?"

Pei Yanzhi showed no surprise upon hearing this, showing no fear even in the face of dire straits.

He said in a deep voice, "Aren't you afraid that the tiger tally I gave you is fake?"

Qin Yi's smug smile froze instantly, but quickly returned, and he looked coldly at Ji Shu beside him.

He slowly approached, then suddenly tightened his grip on Ji Shu's neck.

"If it is truly fake, what do I have to fear? It's just a pity that this beauty will have to accompany me on my journey."

"To have such a stunning beauty on the road to the underworld is not a bad thing."

Ji Shu closed her eyes tightly, feeling the pressure on her neck. The thin air told her that she might really be going to die.

Where no one could see, her hand quietly slipped into her sleeve and grasped the cold dagger.

In the blink of an eye, Ji Shu pulled out a dagger and plunged it into the King of Qin's chest.

Pei Yanzhi's vision went black again; he was so frightened he was about to lose his soul. "Shu'er!"

While everyone was still in shock, she pushed away the guard who hadn't recovered yet, lowered her head, and bit the guard's arm hard.

"ah--"

Pei Yanzhi snatched the long sword and charged forward with murderous intent. He shielded Ji Shu behind him, and although the King of Qin was stabbed in the chest, the woman's strength was insufficient and the blow did not hit a vital spot.

He ripped the dagger away, enduring the excruciating pain, clutching his hand, and, disregarding the need to spare any lives, roared with a ferocious expression, "Kill them—!"

The murderers swarmed forward, and even though Pei Yanzhi was highly skilled in martial arts, he had to protect Ji Shu at all times.

He was hit several times, and Ji Shu covered her mouth tightly as she watched the blood splattering from his chest, not daring to distract him.

Pei Yanzhi seized the opportunity to pull out his whistle, and a short, sharp whistle rang out.

In an instant, a group of guards flew up from the foot of the mountain. Their dark-clad uniforms were enveloped in a cold wind, and the stench of blood quickly dissipated.

Upon seeing this, Qin Yi roared, "Where are the archers? Where are the archers?"

He was blinded by rage and didn't care about what would happen next. All he wanted was for Pei Yanzhi and that woman to die.

A large number of archers surged from behind the dilapidated temple. Seeing that the situation was getting worse, the leader of the secret guards protected Pei Yanzhi and said, "Your Majesty, you and your wife should go first. I will cover your retreat."

Pei Yanzhi remembered the horse below the mountain and nodded. The guards protected the two of them in the center as they fought their way back.

In an instant, arrows rained down like a storm. Even if there were experts in front of him who could fight ten against one, he could not withstand so many arrows.

Seeing that his men were dwindling in number, the leader of the secret guards shouted, "My lord, let's go!"

Pei Yanzhi grabbed Ji Shu and dashed off. Qin Yi, his eyes bloodshot, roared furiously, "Can't any of them see anything? Go after them!"

Ji Shu subconsciously wrapped her arms around his neck, looking at the bloodstains on Pei Yanzhi's face. If she hadn't taken him with her, he might have been able to escape and survive.

But if he were to bring himself along, the assassins behind him would immediately catch up.

She murmured, "Put me down, this world cannot do without you... Qinghe also needs Father..."

Pei Yanzhi held her tightly with both arms, feeling a sharp, tearing pain in his back. His vision blurred, and he shook his head violently.

He held her even tighter, afraid she would fall, and said hoarsely, "Qinghe needs his mother too. If we have to go, we'll go together. He's still waiting for you at home!"

Hearing the word "home" brought tears to Ji Shu's eyes, and she quickly nodded.

Pei Yanzhi led her a short distance, and Ji Shu immediately spotted a black-maned steed snorting by a tree and pointed in the direction.

Hearing rustling sounds behind him, Pei Yanzhi's face darkened; he knew someone was catching up.

He quickly placed her on the horse's back, then mounted himself and held her tightly in his arms.

He gripped the reins tightly and squeezed the horse's belly hard, and the steed galloped off, charging straight into the group of assassins ahead.

After rushing out, Ji Shu clearly felt her body go weak. She knew they were safe now, but she still dared not relax, as there were probably still Qin King's ambush troops down the mountain.

If someone tries to wait for a rabbit to run into a tree stump, all our efforts will be in vain.