Fortunately, he guessed right. Just now, seeing him lost in thought, staring blankly into the distance, he figured that at his age, he was either worried about his future or longing for a woman.
If he guesses wrong, he can just make up another one. After all, his only purpose is to observe the lines on the person's hand and guess their position and occupation.
You've misjudged.
Li Shi withdrew his hand and said indifferently, but Fu Rong saw him pick up his wine glass, cover his lips, but not take a sip for a long time.
"I see. Then I suppose I must have misread it. However, I did see some things about the Path of Romance, Young Master. Since you don't believe me, there's no point in saying more, so I won't meddle in your business."
Li Shi remained calm and silent, but did not take the bait as Fu Rong had expected.
For a moment, Fu Rong couldn't quite figure out what he was thinking.
In the middle of the night, Brother Sang saw that Fu Rong and Master Li were not asleep, so he stayed up with them to welcome the New Year. After adding firewood to the brazier, he planned to go to the kitchen to prepare some steamed cakes to bring up, so that they wouldn't feel hungry.
Li Shi usually only drinks a little, but tonight, after being pestered by Physician Fu, he inevitably drank a bit too much.
This Tusu wine was even stronger than fruit wine, and he felt a little drowsy, so he rested his chin on his hand and took a nap.
Fu Rong was a master at navigating all sorts of situations; his ability to drink a thousand cups without getting drunk was no exaggeration. Seeing that he had finally knocked out Master Li, he carefully stood up.
"Master Li?"
Are you drunk?
"How about I help you back to your room to rest?"
He called out to the other person a few times and tentatively reached out his hand, but Master Li did not respond at all.
Fu Rong narrowed his eyes, just as he was about to touch the bones, when a sharp gust of energy grazed his face.
There was no bleeding, simply because it was covered by a layer of fake skin. Fu Rong couldn't avoid it. He ran his hand over the wound, secretly cursing the other party for being so alert and cunning.
What's this?
Luring the snake out of its hole, or turning the tables on it?
Master Li lowered his hand, the velvet of his moon-white robe fluttering in the wind. He slowly raised his eyes, his usually cool and elegant gaze now sharp and intense: "What are you doing?"
Fu Rong was puzzled. What had hurt him just now? He tried his best to suppress his panicked heartbeat: "I was just afraid that you would fall asleep drunk and catch a cold, so I thought of helping you into the house."
"Yeah?"
Master Li stood up, clearly intending to kill, his clothes fluttering in the night wind.
As soon as he moved, Fu Rong noticed that the small room was covered with countless thin steel wires. They were like snakes stabbing at Fu Rong, and Fu Rong, with his mediocre skills, could only dodge and roll on the ground.
"Are you one of Liu Fengmian's men? Did he send you to investigate my background because he himself is hiding something unspeakable?" Li Shijiran stood at the door, blocking Fu Rong's last escape route.
Fu Rong grinned, staring intently at Teacher Li. His pupils seemed to split in two, constantly rotating, eventually forming a deep, indistinct black color.
His height, the lines on his palms, the roughness of his fingertips, the contours of his face, his accent, his demeanor and habits... coupled with the unique ingenuity he was using, a certain name was already on the tip of his tongue.
"I know! I finally know who you are!"
"So what? Do you think I'd worry about others finding out who I am?" With just a glance from Master Li, Fu Rong was pinned to the pillar, bleeding profusely.
——
Snap!
The sound of a window frame being smashed alerted Brother Sang, who was carrying pastries, to something was wrong, and he hurried towards the hall.
When he arrived, he only saw Physician Fu lying on the ground covered in blood, while Master Li had already disappeared.
Clang...
The pastries in his hand fell to the ground. Brother Sang was both surprised and flustered. He dragged his limping leg and quickly moved to Doctor Fu's side.
"Doctor Fu! Doctor Fu, wake up! How are you?"
Before he could call out a few times, Fu Rong opened his eyes with a grimacing expression.
"They...they left?"
He got up from the ground, still shaken, clutching a wound on his ribs, and shook his head at the nervous and suspicious Brother Sang: "I'm fine, don't panic."
"You...you've lost so much blood, how can you still stand up?" Brother Sang was very surprised.
“Oh, some of the blood here is fake, and some is real. If I didn’t bleed so much, how could they have given up?” Fu Rong took out a blood pack from his chest, squeezed it, and splattered his hand with red blood.
People in his line of work are particularly hated, so while he may not be good at much else, he's absolutely first-rate at escaping and playing dead.
However, this time, it was all thanks to Brother Sang. He made a noise in the emergency, which attracted Brother Sang. Otherwise, Master Li might have really turned him into a sieve.
This Master Li... is really special towards the Sang family. Judging from his merciless killing manner, he doesn't seem like someone who would hesitate to act because of the large number of people. He would just kill them all to completely destroy the evidence and suspicion.
But he chose to leave without harming the family in the slightest.
Sang Xuanqing... He must be doing this because of Sang Xuanqing. It seems that Sang Xuanqing is truly extraordinary.
Seeing the mess, Brother Sang asked him, "What exactly happened here just now?"
Fu Rong's expression immediately turned serious. They had probably all been deceived by Sang Xuanqing. This matter had to be reported to the general as soon as possible, so that he wouldn't be misled by Sang Xuanqing.
"I discovered something very, very important, which is why I was targeted with murderous intent. But luckily I survived, so... whatever they were planning is doomed to fail."
Brother Sang couldn't understand what he was saying: "...Is...is that so?"
"I apologize for disturbing you today." He took out a silver ingot and placed it in Brother Sang's hand: "The damage to this hall is on my behalf. Consider this money as compensation. I have other matters to attend to, so I will take my leave now."
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