The two assassins' daggers pierced the blanket, but instead of the expected screams, the daggers quickly struck the hard bed frame.
The two realized something was wrong, and when they lifted the covers, they found two large pillows stuffed in the bed, which were not people at all.
"Oh no, run!"
Before the two could escape, a large hand grabbed them by the back of their necks, lifted them up out of the window, and sent them flying toward the back of the villa.
Before leaving, he glanced at a dark corner near the villa entrance.
At the same time, a graceful figure floated out from the second floor.
Under the cover of night, the deep blue, wide-sleeved Hanfu robe fluttered in the wind; it was Lan Yu, who was warily scanning her surroundings.
Even when Ye Feng was fast asleep, his divine sense still enveloped the entire villa, and he could not hide the slightest movement from it.
As for that little bit of sleeping potion, it was like child's play.
You should know that his sixth master was the legendary physician Guigu, who used countless rare and precious herbs to help him temper his body into one that was immune to all poisons.
A moment later, we arrived at the top of the mountain behind the villa.
Ye Feng threw the two men to the ground and asked coldly.
"Who sent you?"
One of them, with his neck stiffened, spoke arrogantly.
"How dare you! Do you know who we are? How dare you treat me like this..."
"puff--"
Before he could finish speaking, Ye Feng slapped him into a bloody mist, splattering his companions all over.
"You tell me."
The man was terrified and kept kowtowing.
"I'll talk, I'll talk..."
"The magistrate sent the two of us to deliver your invitation..."
After saying that, he shakily pulled out an exquisite gold-embossed invitation from his pocket and handed it to Ye Feng.
This isn't an invitation; it's clearly an assassination attempt.
But Ye Feng still accepted the invitation and glanced at it.
The message was simply an invitation to his 60th birthday celebration the following day.
This is clearly a trap!
Of course, Ye Feng didn't care at all.
"Hmph, even if that corrupt official doesn't send an invitation, I will still go to the banquet."
The man kneeling on the ground was terrified. Now everyone in Haidong knew how ruthless Ye Feng was; anyone who dared to provoke him would die.
"Young Master Ye, please calm down."
"If there's nothing else, I'll be going now..."
Walk?
Where to go?
Let's go to the underworld.
"puff--"
Before he could even get up, Ye Feng slapped him to death, not even bothering to look at him, as if he were swatting a fly.
If it weren't for the fact that killing these two people in the room would wake up my sister and make a mess of the room, I wouldn't have bothered coming here.
When he returned to the villa.
Lan Yu was standing in front of the villa, with several corpses lying haphazardly on the ground.
The death was gruesome, with bloody holes all over the body.
No need to ask, these people were all sent by the county magistrate.
Lan Yu's delicate little fists were not something these people could withstand.
Upon seeing Ye Feng approach, Lan Yu waved her fist at him as if to show off her accomplishment, and proudly gestured with her hand.
That means everything has been resolved.
Lan Yu's formidable combat power is entirely due to her special physique—the Immortal Divine Body.
Second only to his God-Slaying Spirit Body.
Currently, her physical constitution has not yet awakened.
When he awakens, it will be even more terrifying, and even he will have to deal with it with extreme caution.
Therefore, with Lan Yu protecting his younger sister, he felt at ease.
the next day.
Lan Yu knew that Ye Feng had something to take care of, so she dragged Ye Wushuang along to go shopping with her a long time ago.
Ye Wushuang is starting school the day after tomorrow, and there are still some school supplies she hasn't bought.
Ye Feng first went to the coffin shop and bought a large black coffin.
Then, carrying the coffin alone, he walked towards the residence of Magistrate Hu Sanguang.
Originally, his retro-style black robe would have attracted a lot of attention wherever he went.
As a result, even more people are paying attention to him.
"Look, that man is carrying a coffin."
"Oh my god, this is so weird."
"Look, they're heading towards the county magistrate's residence."
"Today is the county magistrate's sixtieth birthday. Could this be a trip to deliver a birthday gift?"
"Sending a coffin as a birthday gift, that's going to be quite a spectacle."
Hu Sanguang's mansion was located in the city center, a prime location where land was extremely valuable. It covered an area the size of a football field and was built in a very grand manner.
The pavilions and waterside terraces inside are faintly visible, and the area in front of the gate is filled with all kinds of luxury cars, with prominent people coming and going.
It can be said that no uncultured person comes and goes among its people.
Those with connections could directly enter the mansion and have the opportunity to meet the county magistrate.
Those who had no connections but still wanted to curry favor with the county magistrate could only line up and offer gifts.
Therefore, a special person was assigned to count the gifts next to the main entrance, and the long queue took up half a street.
After giving their gifts, these people had to leave; they weren't qualified to go in.
at the same time.
Magistrate Hu Sanguang was sitting upright in the living room, surrounded by a group of local dignitaries.
This morning, his right eyelid kept twitching, as if something was about to happen.
Although she was nervous inside, she pretended to be happy on the surface, and continued to habitually twirl a string of rosewood prayer beads in her hand.
Years of handling have given each bead a patina, making them glossy and subtly reflecting the opulent atmosphere of the living room.
Peng Dahai, the head of the Peng family, was the first to step forward and present a gift.
"Lord Hu, this is a birthday gift for you: the Donghai Night-Shining Pearl. This pearl has been passed down for over a thousand years since the Song Dynasty. Empress Dowager Cixi was buried with this pearl in her mouth to ensure her body would not decay. I wish you a long life and boundless happiness."
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