"What amazing skills you have, Miss!" A'Luo exclaimed in surprise. Her eyes were full of admiration for me, her gaze fixed on me as if I were her one and only hero.
"A bunch of trash!" I sneered, my voice filled with contempt. I calmly drew a finely crafted dagger from my sleeve, its blade gleaming coldly in the sunlight, as if eagerly thirsting for the enemy's blood. "I'll play with you all today," I said, a disdainful smile playing on my lips, my eyes brimming with provocation.
The words had barely left my lips when I once again darted into the crowd like a ghost. The dagger in my hand was as ruthless as a viper's tongue, each strike aimed straight for the enemy's vitals, each move deadly. Each attack was accompanied by a sharp whistling sound, sending chills down the spines of those who attacked. The assassins had clearly underestimated my strength; under my relentless onslaught, they were all utterly helpless and left in a sorry state.
"Enough talk, finish her off quickly!" The leader of the men in black looked at me with anxiety and anger as he saw how brave I was. He never expected the assassination to be so difficult.
"Yes!" The remaining assassins dared not underestimate me any longer. They drew their weapons and attacked me again. In an instant, swords flashed and shadows danced, and a murderous aura filled the forest. The entire forest was plunged into a tense atmosphere, as if a bloody massacre was about to unfold.
"Tsk tsk tsk, is that all the skill you've got? You dare call yourself a death squad?" I taunted casually as I effortlessly kicked an assassin to the ground. My movements were fluid and agile, as if I were dancing, not engaged in a life-or-death struggle. "Go back and tell your master that if he wants to kill me, let him come himself. Don't send these useless bastards to their deaths!" I shouted mockingly, my voice filled with authority and disdain.
After a fierce battle, I successfully dealt with these henchmen. I clapped my hands and disdainfully straightened my soiled skirt. My brow furrowed slightly, clearly annoyed by their presence.
"Miss, are you alright?" A'Luo asked with concern. She quickly ran to my side, looked me up and down carefully, her eyes filled with worry.
"What could possibly happen to me?" I rolled my eyes at her and said casually, "These trash can't possibly hurt me." It was as if the fierce battle just now was just a trivial little game to me.
"Miss is brave and invincible, unparalleled in the world!" Lin Feng flattered at the right time, his face filled with admiration and his eyes were full of worship for me.
"Who are you?" Lin Qian asked sharply, her voice filled with authority and anger. Her cold gaze swept over the assassins groaning in pain on the ground, as if judging their crimes.
"The one who will take your life!" one of the assassins replied coldly, his eyes filled with despair and madness despite his severe injuries. With that, he struggled to attack Lin Qian again, seemingly knowing he had no way out and could only fight to the death.
Lin Qian snorted coldly, a disdainful smile playing on her lips. Undeterred, she unleashed her fists and feet, engaging the assassins in an even fiercer battle. Her movements were as agile as a cheetah, her attacks as sharp as a sword, each strike imbued with immense power, inspiring awe in all who beheld her.
Just then, a figure suddenly joined the battle like lightning. This person was Lin Feng, one of Lin Qian's subordinates. Lin Feng was agile, and he and Lin Qian cooperated perfectly, catching the assassins off guard and throwing them into chaos.
"You think you can kill my young lady?" Lin Feng shouted loudly, his voice booming and powerful, brimming with imposing aura. His attacks were fierce and powerful, putting immense pressure on the assassins, making it almost impossible for them to breathe.
Lin Qian's attacks grew increasingly fierce, her fists raining down on the assassins like a storm. Each punch carried immense power, making it difficult for the assassins to withstand. Under the combined assault of Lin Qian and Lin Feng, the assassins began to feel overwhelmed. They never expected Lin Qian to be so powerful, and to have such capable subordinates.
Just then, Lin Qian unleashed her full power, her inner strength erupting like a flood, releasing a tremendous force. This force swept through like a whirlwind, defeating the assassins one by one. They collapsed to the ground, groaning in pain, unable to rise again.
The sun was shining brightly, but it couldn't dispel the tense atmosphere in the air. Lin Qian stood beside the corpses, her eyes coldly fixed on the scene ahead, and said to Lin Feng, "Lin Feng, have someone move these corpses to the Ning Prince's Mansion tonight."
Upon hearing the order, Lin Feng's eyes flashed with surprise, but he quickly regained his composure and replied, "Yes, Miss."
Then, Lin Feng turned to his men and said, "You guys, move these corpses to the Prince Ning's residence."
Upon hearing this, the subordinates' faces immediately showed surprise. One of them couldn't help but ask, "Lord Lin, how can Miss be so sure these are assassins sent by Prince Ning?"
Another person chimed in, "Yes, Prince Ning didn't mean to Miss..." He didn't finish his sentence, but everyone understood what he meant.
Just then, Lan'er and A'luo also came over. When they saw the corpse on the ground, their faces were filled with surprise and confusion.
Lan'er frowned and said, "How could this be someone from Prince Ning's faction? Miss, are you mistaken?"
A'Luo chimed in, "That's right. Prince Ning treated Miss so well before, how could he send someone to kill her?"
Lin Feng frowned and said, "This is Miss's judgment, just do as she says."
Although his men still had doubts, they obeyed orders and began moving the bodies.
One of the subordinates muttered under his breath as he moved the load, "I never expected it to be like this. I always thought that Prince Ning was fond of the young lady..."
Another subordinate whispered, "This is really baffling."
Hearing their murmurs, Lin Feng whispered, "Stop talking nonsense and get to work!"
The men fell silent, quickening their pace as they carried the corpses toward the Ning Prince's residence. Lan'er and A'luo stood there, watching the departing figures, their doubts deepening.
Lan'er and A'luo exchanged glances. A'luo, being young, couldn't keep anything to herself and couldn't help but ask, "Miss, do you really think it was Prince Ning who did it? He was so good to you before, giving you jewelry and houses..."
Lin Qian casually plucked a wildflower from the roadside, held it to her nose and sniffed it lightly, saying in a nonchalant tone, "Give me a house? It's probably just a gilded cage."
“But…” Lan’er wanted to say something more, but Lin Qian stopped her with a look.
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