"Help!"

Honeysuckle screamed for help, her neck throbbing, when a knife ripped through her cloak, the tip piercing her back and leaving a bloody gash.

"Hiss~"

Honeysuckle burst into tears and ran forward desperately, crying out, "Brother, brother, let's talk this out! What's going on? I have money, I have plenty of money! Everything can be discussed, don't just start cutting each other off all the time!"

As a professional assassin, he will not stop until his target is dead.

The assassin gripped his long knife, took a few quick steps, aimed at Honeysuckle's neck, and brought it down hard.

Just as things were about to turn, a dark figure suddenly rushed out from around the corner, grabbed Honeysuckle's wrist, and pulled her forcefully into his arms. The tip of the knife barely severed a few strands of Honeysuckle's hair at the back of her head.

"Young Master Xie?"

Honeysuckle touched the back of her cold neck and looked up at the person who had saved her. It was Xie Lin, who had saved her life in the river before.

Xie Lin used his hand as a palm strike to send the pursuing assassin flying, then drew his soft sword from his waist and chased after him.

After a few rounds, the assassin was at a disadvantage and finally fled in a panic.

As Jin Yinhua watched his shadow flitting up and down in the night, she inexplicably felt that he was incredibly handsome.

"Thank you, twice for saving my life!"

As Xie Lin slowly walked towards her, Honeysuckle said with immense gratitude.

Xie Lin smiled at her: "Still out so late, is something urgent?"

Jin Yinhua hesitated, unsure whether she should speak up, given the significant implications of the smuggled salt case.

"It's not urgent, but it's very important; it's about whether I can become myself again!"

As she spoke, she looked intently at Xie Lin.

Xie Lin didn't know much about Jin Yinhua's background. He just felt that on the riverbank that day, he saw a man's resilience and indomitable spirit in her broken eyes. He found it hard to believe what kind of pain and torment this delicate girl had gone through to remain so steadfast. Those eyes, which had weathered countless storms yet remained clear, seemed to be engraved in his mind and could not be forgotten for a long time.

"Then I wish you all the best in advance, and hope you can be yourself again."

Honeysuckle smiled and said, "Thank you."

"Let me take you home."

Jin Yinhua was about to agree, but when she thought about how she lived in the slums of the Beggars' Sect, she couldn't help but frown.

"I...I can go back by myself. My place...my place is dirty, messy, and awful..."

Xie Lin suddenly reached out and ruffled Honeysuckle's messy hair: "Hmm~ It's similar to where I live. Maybe we can compare and see whose is messier, dirtier, and worse?"

Honeysuckle burst out laughing, her previous embarrassment vanishing without a trace.

"Thank you in advance."

In a secluded alley of the capital, two figures intertwined in the moonlight.

The two of them chatted casually, occasionally letting out soft laughter.

Honeysuckle used to laugh happily when Mu Anyu used sweet words to coax her, but now her happiness is very different from that time. It is a genuine happiness and relaxation from the bottom of her heart.

"arrive."

Honeysuckle pointed to the dilapidated mud houses and the drafty walls in front of her.

Xie Lin nodded and took out a bottle of medicine from his pocket: "Golden Wound Medicine, apply it to the back and neck, it will help it heal faster."

Honeysuckle touched her neck, which was still throbbing slightly, and nodded with a smile.

"Alright, it's getting late, let's go back."

Just as Xie Lin turned around, several thunderous snores came from inside.

Xie Lin frowned: "How about we stay at my little house in the outskirts of Beijing?"