Susan was covered in cold sweat, but the expected pain did not come.
Chuanliu held a tightly gripped sword against the man's neck, halting his movements. The sword swayed precariously in Chuanliu's grip, as if it would slip away at any moment.
"Let go of Susan! Or I won't be polite!"
The girl deliberately raised her voice, which only made her trembling tone more obvious, revealing her nervousness.
The assassin frowned slightly, his movements faltering for a moment, but he quickly recovered. He swiftly turned, deftly flicking the dagger in his hand.
In an instant, the sword in Chuanliu's hand flew out and drew an arc in the air.
Seeing this, Chuanliu seized the opportunity to quickly grab Zhuiming and shouted, "Sister Susan, run!"
Susan quickly stood up, seemingly still reeling from the sudden incident.
Then, the assassin easily broke free of the girl's grasp and was about to strike Chuanliu with a chop to the neck. However, Chuanliu dodged the blow because he was trying to get closer to Susan.
Zhuiming was puzzled by the girl's sudden series of actions.
If it weren't for the need to avoid harming Chuanliu, given Zhuiming's skill level, he would have succeeded long ago. Instead, he's been delaying it again and again.
Why does Chuanliu stop herself time and time again? Is it really just to get rid of suspicion?
But the mission had to continue, and the situation didn't allow him to think too much. So he raised his dagger and attacked Susan.
"ah!"
Susan let out a terrified scream, her legs gave way, and she collapsed to the ground, completely oblivious to her disheveled state.
Her heart pounded wildly in her chest like a drum, and as the sharp tip of the dagger drew ever closer to her throat, her eyes instantly filled with glistening tears, and a wave of despair washed over her.
She instinctively closed her eyes tightly, unable to bear looking at the knife tip that was about to take her life.
Is this how it ends?
Is she really going to die?
But her mission is not yet complete...
Just as endless sorrow and resentment welled up in her heart, she suddenly sensed something unusual through her tightly closed eyes. The dagger that had been approaching seemed to freeze, its previous sharpness gone.
Immediately afterward, a drop of warm liquid gently slid down her cheek. She instinctively wiped it with her hand, feeling a sticky, warm sensation on her fingertips.
When she mustered the courage to slowly open her eyes, what came into view was Chuanliu's blood-soaked body.
The dagger had penetrated deep into Chuanliu's abdomen, and blood was gushing from the wound, staining her hands and clothes red.
The stench of blood instantly filled Susan's nasal cavity, making it almost impossible for her to breathe.
She stared blankly at the scene before her, unsure how to react.
The assassin's previously ruthless movements froze instantly, and a hint of shock and confusion flickered in his once calm eyes. Of course, Susan, caught up in her shock, didn't notice this.
With all her might, Chuanliu gripped the assassin's hand holding the dagger tightly. Her face was pale, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.
She slowly turned her head to look at Susan, and with difficulty squeezed out two words from her chapped lips: "Go quickly!"
Upon hearing that faint call, Susan's panic was instantly replaced by grief.
She dared not linger any longer; a resolute glint flashed in her eyes, and she turned and ran away without looking back.
"Help! Someone help me!"
Susan's shouts echoed in the empty corridor, gradually fading into the distance.
After Susan ran out of her sight, Chuanliu released Zhuiming's hand.
Meanwhile, on the other hand, Zhui Ming's eyes immediately showed a hint of emotion the moment Susan escaped.
He originally thought that Chuanliu just wanted to stop her in a perfunctory way to distance herself from the matter, but he never expected that Chuanliu would disregard his own safety and directly take the knife for Susan.
If he hadn't reacted quickly, changing the direction of the blade the moment Chuanliu rushed at him and piercing a non-lethal part of the girl's body, Chuanliu would probably be gone from this world forever by now.
Chuanliu collapsed backward, exhausted. Her face was as pale as paper, and she was covered in cold sweat.
If her previous display of "serious injury" was 80% an act, then now she has truly exhausted all her strength.
Seeing this, Zhuiming rushed forward, gently pulled Chuanliu into his arms, and carefully placed him on the ground.
He wanted to press on the wound to stop the bleeding and bandage it, but just as he was about to make a move, Chuanliu gently pressed his hand down.
"I have to bandage you up, otherwise you'll bleed to death."
Although Zhui Ming's voice sounded cold and hard, just like when he was an assassin, a closer listen revealed a hint of worry in his tone.
Chuanliu shook her head slightly and pointed laboriously towards the bookshelf with her already icy hand, "Take the notes in the third row for me."
Her voice grew weaker and weaker, yet she still looked at the man before her with the last vestiges of her reason.
Zhuiming was taken aback at first, then frowned, his tone filled with anger and confusion, "You're about to die, what do you care about books! Which one?"
While scolding Chuanliu, he found himself unconsciously following her instructions and starting to search through the third row of bookshelves.
"All the notebooks."
Chuanliu's face was as pale as paper. She used all her strength to cover her wound and said with difficulty.
Without saying another word, Zhui Ming quickly packed up all the notes on the bookshelf, except for the books, and carried them on his back.
After witnessing this scene, Chuanliu felt a wave of dizziness after a moment of relief. She knew she couldn't hold on any longer, and her remaining consciousness gradually faded away at that moment.
She slowly closed her eyes and fell into a deep coma.
Just a second before the scenery in her field of vision went black, she heard the sound of Qian Chuan leading people to come to the villa for backup.
Susan has found the money string and is returning with her men.
This is a risky move.
She used her severe injuries to extricate herself from this matter.
Furthermore, this completely transformed the conspiracy between Jiulong and Susan into an open and aboveboard scheme.
Of course, there were also unexpected gains.
Zhuiming glanced deeply at the heavily injured and unconscious Chuanliu, but he wasn't too bothered by his failure to complete the mission.
However, the collaboration with Chuanliu seems to be much more complicated than he imagined.
She's hiding something from me.
The answer may lie in the notebooks you carry.
He concealed his presence and disappeared from the villa before Susan's men arrived.
"Kawaryo! Kawaryo, can you hear me?"
"Doctor! Call a doctor quickly!"
"..."
Susan and Qian Chuan's anxious voices rang out around Chuan Liu, but Chuan Liu could no longer hear them at this moment.
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