Chapter 102 Single Blade [Bonus Chapter]
"Thank you, Grand Tutor, I will definitely..."
Zhi Junyuan wanted to say something more, but Guan Zhiwei had already spurred her horse and galloped away.
He subconsciously took two steps to catch up, then stopped, his big eyes filled with regret. He regretted not being able to say nice things; he was too clumsy with words.
It seemed even the wind noticed his frustration. A cold gust of wind rose, blowing dry branches across Guan Zhiwei's temples. She instinctively turned her head to follow the gust.
He immediately broke into a big smile, as radiant as a flower.
In the deep darkness of the night, it's unclear whether she saw it or not.
She didn't see it.
She has excellent night vision; she may have caught a glimpse of it out of the corner of her eye, but she didn't pay attention.
At this moment, all they wanted was to ride back to the outskirts of Yanyang City as fast as they could.
Without a strong general, the war acceleration that had been initiated was suddenly slowed down.
The generals in Yanyang City suddenly felt a lightness on their shoulders. Yes, this was the normal war environment.
A woman who can shatter your formation if you don't step forward to defend, but blow your head off if you do!
With Guan Zhiwei absent, they even felt that they could launch a counterattack.
But another voice said, "Guan Zhiwei's absence might be a trap to lure us out."
The fourth and fifth young masters were locked in a dispute.
In their hesitation, they missed their last chance.
Guan Zhiwei returned quickly.
Without saying a word, Gao Huan stepped forward and reported the situation directly: "Grand Tutor, you must break through the city as soon as possible. The Hong clan, together with the Jin and Li clans, are going to besiege us! They will arrive in less than three days!"
Guan Zhiwei looked at the towering city walls and narrowed her eyes: "Give me one night."
As night fell, the day's fierce battle came to an end, and everyone was exhausted.
Soldiers stood guard on the city wall, taking turns on night duty. The torches burned brightly, but there were always dark places that were not illuminated.
The middle of the night is when people are most likely to feel sleepy.
Guan Zhiwei silently climbed up the western city wall, dealt with the soldier in the corner, and moved so gently that she made no noise.
Her target was Yuan Qiuhe's mansion, and the map was naturally provided by her sweetheart Yuan Chizheng, who was now going to kill his father.
Yuan Qiuhe lay on the bed.
Guan Zhiwei carefully examined him in the darkness. He had a deep frown between his brows, and even in his sleep, his brows were still furrowed.
She reached out, a fingertip knife nestled between her two fingers. A gentle slit across his neck, ending his life in his sleep, would be a blessing for him.
Yuan Qiuhe grasped her wrist firmly, a natural reaction honed over many years.
He opened his eyes, unable to see clearly in the darkness, but he could feel the coldness of the knife: "Who?"
Guan Zhi smiled and said, "Why are you touching my hand? Not everyone can do that kind of dishonorable work. I still prefer your son. Your hand is too weak and powerless. Are you sick? No wonder there is so much chaos in the city."
Yuan Qiuhe was so angry that his internal injuries flared up. His two sons took the opportunity to win over military generals and turned the city into chaos. He didn't even have the strength to get out of bed.
He feels intense pain in his heart if he moves even slightly.
Even uttering a single word was done while enduring excruciating pain.
This was the first time the two of them had met, although Yuan Qiuhe couldn't see Guan Zhiwei clearly at all.
His pupils contracted slightly, and he gasped for breath: "Guan Zhiwei? You're actually this crazy."
As the commander of an army, he sneaked into the enemy camp and risked great danger to kill people.
Isn't she afraid of getting hurt here?
"Crazy? This is crazy? You haven't seen me go crazy. When I go crazy..."
Guan Zhiwei thought for a moment, but couldn't remember. She couldn't recall exactly what she had done.
She looked at Yuan Qiuhe's graying hair and thick wrinkles. Even a hero who could command a hundred followers could not resist aging and would be tormented by illness to the point of being unable to get out of bed.
"Actually, I'm quite old too, and I'm in pain just like you." She spoke with a childlike voice and a youthful face, yet her words carried a sense of vicissitude.
Yuan Qiuhe felt that she was just whining without any real illness.
Guan Zhiwei was somewhat downcast: "But I'm not as lucky as you. You can die, but I can't."
“Lucky? Yes, lucky.” Yuan Qiuhe closed his eyes wearily and murmured, “You came at the right time. I don’t want to die in bed, dying in obscurity. Being killed by you is a glorious thing.”
"That was a good flattery."
"I have always considered myself a hero, but my sons are all good-for-nothings. My three sons are all more useless than the last. After you kill me, they will surely collapse. Please spare their lives, and I am willing to give you the Imperial Seal of the State. The Imperial Seal in the Great Zhou Palace is fake. My father took the real one back then."
Guan Zhiwei became interested when she heard the last part; if Gao Huan took the jade seal back, he would be overjoyed.
She pointed to the heavens and swore: "As long as you give me the Imperial Seal, I guarantee I will not harm your son. If I break this oath, may I be struck down by heaven and earth!"
Yuan Qiuhe murmured, "It's in the second cabinet by my bedside."
She immediately went to open the bedside table.
With a whoosh, it moved so fast that it made a loud bang as it cut through the air.
The crossbow mechanism was triggered, heading straight for her throat.
Her hand was faster than the bow and arrow; she grabbed it in one swift motion, and the arrow stopped just three inches from her throat, gleaming with a chilling light, its edges coated with dark poison.
If it were someone else here, they would be dead on the spot right now.
She turned her head menacingly: "I hate it when people bully me because I'm stupid. Old man, I wasn't planning on killing your stupid sons, but I'm going to kill them now. Remember that, it's all because of you."
Yuan Qiuhe felt a sharp pain in his chest. "Even this couldn't kill you. It seems Gao Yang really did die at your hands. With his precedent, I was not on guard. I regret it! But it's too late!"
He shed two lines of tears in despair, his heart pounding.
But he did not die of a heart attack.
Guan Zhiwei gave him a grotesque and disgraceful death.
Later, according to legend, the powerful warlord Yuan Qiuhe was deeply fond of homosexuality. Because of his excessive indulgence, he died in bed, leading to the collapse of his great enterprise. In later generations, it was said that his immoral private life and unrestrained sexual activity caused the destruction of his family and country.
On the same day, his two sons died.
There was a piece of paper stuck to his forehead.
"Surrender now, or I'll kill you one by one according to your rank." - The mysterious assassin Wei Liu.
The assassin appeared and disappeared without a trace, without alerting anyone.
The next day, after a fierce battle that began early in the morning, the city gates were opened wide, and they surrendered.
Guan Zhiwei swaggered out of the city gate, shocking everyone. Their expressions were so exaggerated that the powder on their faces came off in a cascade, and they had to quickly put on another layer.
Upon closer inspection, their clothes were all new, and even the generals' armor was polished to a gleaming shine.
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