Ye Qiu exerted a slight force with both hands, and the arm bones of the two assassins were instantly shattered.
"ah."
The intense pain caused the two assassins unbearable agony, and their daggers veered off course.
"die."
With a flick of his hand, Ye Qiu controlled the assassins' daggers with his true energy, instantly severing the throats of the two assassins.
The two assassins died, lying in pools of blood.
Ye Qiu picked up a dagger, looked out the window, and suddenly threw the dagger.
The dagger slashed through the night sky, embedding itself in an ancient tree a hundred meters away, and protruding one centimeter from the other end of the tree, only half a centimeter away from the head of the third assassin behind the tree.
Just a little further, and the killer's skull will be ripped open.
The assassin's Adam's apple bobbed, and his face turned deathly pale as he fled in panic, gun in hand.
Inside the house, Ye Qiu withdrew his gaze, sighed with regret, and did not pursue the third assassin.
Bang bang.
At that moment, a knock sounded on the door.
"who?"
"Junior brother, it's me." Murong Qingcheng's voice came.
"Come in, the door's unlocked."
Ye Qiu said.
Murong Qingcheng quickly pushed open the door and entered. Upon seeing the corpse on the ground, Murong Qingcheng's face turned icy cold: "Junior brother, could this be someone sent by the governor?"
"It should be. Apart from him, no one in Qianzhou would want to kill me," Ye Qiu said.
"It seems Governor Wen Chenggong has returned from Zhongbei. Junior brother, you..."
Murong Qingcheng stopped mid-sentence, then suddenly ran to Ye Qiu and asked, "You...you're injured?"
"It's nothing, just a minor injury," Ye Qiu said with a smile. "Third Senior Sister, don't worry. Speaking of which, this assassin was quite interesting. He timed his attack very skillfully; he was very impressive."
"We'll talk about that later. I need to check your injury first."
Murong Qingcheng made Ye Qiu take off his clothes.
After a thorough examination, Murong Qingcheng finally breathed a sigh of relief upon finding that Ye Qiu was indeed unharmed: "It's good that you're alright. These assassins were able to get close to you, so they must be extraordinary. In the Great Xia, the only ones capable of doing this are probably the Cold Blood Hall."
"The Cold-Blooded Hall? I've heard my master mention it; it's a very powerful organization," Ye Qiu said.
"It is very powerful. Legend has it that the Cold Blood Palace once had an assassin who killed a martial arts grandmaster at the Great Martial Master level."
As she spoke, Murong Qingcheng tore open the clothes covering the dead assassin's chest.
As the clothes were torn open, a red lotus tattoo appeared before Ye Qiu and Murong Qingcheng's eyes.
"The Crimson Lotus Seal is indeed the work of assassins from the Cold Blood Hall. The Governor is truly willing to go to any lengths to kill you. Just hiring these assassins must have cost hundreds of millions in commissions."
"Murong Qingcheng said."
"It's alright." Ye Qiu said seriously, "Now that he's back, I'll find an opportunity to meet him in person."
"Alright, by the way, were there only two assassins targeting you?"
“One escaped,” Ye Qiu said.
"Are you confused? The one who escaped will definitely go to the governor to report the situation. At that time, the governor will definitely hide, and it will be difficult for you to find him. Which direction did he escape in?" Murong Qingcheng asked hurriedly.
"That direction," Ye Qiu pointed to a location.
"Alright, you dispose of these two bodies, I'll go after them. We can't let that assassin go back alive to report."
Murong Qingcheng leaped directly out of the window and quickly disappeared into the vast night.
Ye Qiu was a little stunned. After thinking about it carefully, he realized that he had indeed been careless.
Ye Qiu didn't think much of it and quickly cleaned up the two corpses on the ground.
On the other side, Murong Qingcheng caught up with the fleeing assassin.
The assassin had already put away his gun. Seeing Murong Qingcheng chasing after him, he stopped running and turned around, staring at her with a look of fear: "Hey, young lady, why...why are you chasing me? I just wanted to come out and buy some late-night snacks."
"You failed in your assassination attempt and want to go back and report to Wen Chenggong, right?"
Murong Qingcheng gave a half-smile.
"Wha...what assassination attempt? Girl, I'm just an ordinary person, I..."
"Die."
Murong Qingcheng acted decisively, her figure flashing past, the assassin perishing, blood spilled on the long street.
After killing the man, Murong Qingcheng gracefully departed, disappearing in a few flashes.
She quickly returned home and found Ye Qiu.
"The people have been dealt with. Now you need to think about how to approach Governor Wen Chenggong."
Murong Qingcheng said solemnly.
"I want to go tonight, otherwise tomorrow..."
Ding ding...
Before Ye Qiu could finish speaking, the phone rang suddenly.
Ye Qiu glanced at the call; it was from Zhao Churan.
Without thinking much, Ye Qiu answered the call: "Chu Ran, why aren't you asleep yet?"
"Brother Ye Qiu, hurry, hurry to my house! My dad just called me, something...something terrible has happened. I'm on my way home now." Zhao Churan's voice was urgent and panicked.
"What happened?" Ye Qiu asked.
“A group of people rushed into my house. I vaguely heard my dad say that my mom seemed to be dead, but I didn’t quite understand. Then he hung up the phone. Brother Ye Qiu, hurry up.”
Zhao Churan was extremely anxious and burst into tears.
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