“The boatman and his eldest son both hit each other!” Zhao Zhilan replied. “The boatman used a wooden stick and hit him seven times with his right hand. His son used his palm and slapped him three times.”
Time flies, it only takes a moment!
"Very good!" Luo Yan was very satisfied.
"Have you heard anything interesting here?"
Zhao Zhilan relayed all the information she had heard.
"Then, which are true and which are false?" Luo Yan asked again.
“What I believe to be true is true, and what I believe to be false is false!” Zhao Zhilan said. “Do you want me to say it’s true, or it’s false?”
Luo Yan once told her to learn to lie more cleverly and to begin to learn to recognize other people's lies.
That's why Zhao Zhilan said those words!
"Blind girl, you're very good!" Luo Yan said. "Here, this is an orange as a reward for you, take it and eat it!"
Zhao Zhilan took the orange and peeled it in the dark.
I put it in my mouth, took a bite, and it was very juicy, sweet and delicious.
Then, Luo Yan leaned down and whispered in her ear, "Your first task is with the boatman himself!"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Zhilan was immediately startled.
“Remember, you are not allowed to harm his son!” Luo Yan continued, “And his three sons are your next targets!”
After saying that, Luo Yan handed her a dagger and then quietly left.
Zhao Zhilan quickly hid the dagger in her bosom, her emotions still unsettled for a long time!
That Dongpango boatman truly deserved to die!
This person used various despicable means to find one war orphan after another and then raised them by his side.
Then force them to beg.
They taught them to steal.
A daily task quota was set.
If they fail to complete the task, they will be beaten at best, and locked in a dog cage at worst, forced to live with vicious dogs.
He even sold pretty girls into brothels, where they lived a life worse than death.
The reason why Zhao Zhilan wasn't sold by him was probably because Luo Yan gave her a new face.
However, due to her blindness, Zhao Zhilan has never seen her new face.
One thing is for sure, it must be really ugly!
"A person like that deserves to be killed a hundred times over!"
But then a problem arises.
At this time, Zhao Zhilan was a blind girl...
The boatman was a burly man!
"what do I do?"
After thinking for a long time, Zhao Zhilan suddenly remembered a sentence Luo Yan had said: "Women are born with a sword, as long as they use it well..."
It can kill any powerful figure of this era!
"The problem is... my new face?" Zhao Zhilan hesitated again.
"That's right!" She remembered the information she had heard from Acha.
The day after tomorrow is the Dongpango Sea Festival!
Dongpango is surrounded by the sea on all sides.
This festival was established to give thanks for the blessings from the ocean and to pray for a prosperous maritime nation.
On this day, everyone wears masks and dances their traditional "Awa Odori" to celebrate the festival.
“Mask…” Zhao Zhilan couldn’t help but grin and chuckle.
Luo Yan changed her appearance, but not her figure.
The day after tomorrow will be the best time!
For the rest of the day, Zhao Zhilan kept planning the assassination attempt for the day after tomorrow.
Therefore, the silver harvested that day was severely insufficient.
Upon returning to the boatman's house, he was inevitably subjected to a severe beating.
At this moment, Zhao Zhilan knelt down and begged the other party to give her a mask.
Acha asked, puzzled, "What do you need a mask for?"
“I’m begging, begging for more money for you, sir!” Zhao Zhilan replied. “The day after tomorrow is the Sea Festival, there will be more opportunities.”
"So, you're willing to steal it?" the boatman asked her.
"Yes! I'm willing!" Zhao Zhilan pleaded, "As long as you don't hit me! As long as you give me enough to eat!"
The boatman laughed heartily, "Yoshi, yoshi!" he said.
In his view, the most stubborn Zhao Zhilan finally gave in.
If you hit hard enough and use tough methods, even the most stubborn person will be subdued.
So he walked to the side, took out a mask, and threw it to Zhao Zhilan on the ground.
“Woman of Great Xia, you…” Acha was somewhat confused. “Why would I?”
“I want to live!” Zhao Zhilan gave her another answer.
A seemingly flawless answer!
Acha sighed deeply, "Whatever!"
The next two days followed the same cycle as always.
They travel by boat, beg, and eat wet, salty sardines.
In the past two days, Zhao Zhilan had rehearsed the entire plan in her mind hundreds of times.
Precise down to every single detail, every possible change.
The boatman's movements and the whereabouts of his three sons.
Every step of the festival, and so on!
When the grand Dongpango festival arrived, Zhao Zhilan was extremely excited.
"It's finally here, my test!" she thought. "The day the Great Xia princess dies, the day the blind assassin descends!"
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