While eavesdropping by the low slope, Yuan Zhao couldn't help but clench his hands, which were hanging by his sides, into two fists.
Is it because he has no further use and is therefore to be discarded?
Qiao Zhen looked at Yuan Lin seriously. The man in front of her was innocent, but his mistake was that he had the blood of the Yuan family.
Possessing a treasure is a crime.
Yuan Zhao's alternate personality did not merge with the main personality, and Yuan Zhao's only lingering resentment was the Yuan family, a place that filled him with nightmares. Therefore, Yuan Zhao never let go of his grudge against Yuan Lin.
Qiao Zhen looked at Yuan Lin indifferently, "In this world, only you and I know that Yuan Zhao has Yang Yu flesh on his leg. So, shall we join forces?"
Undeniably, Qiao Zhen's words were very tempting, but Yuan Lin was still hesitant to believe her easily. "How do I know if you're just trying to anger Yuan Zhao? After all, it's not like you've only wanted Yuan Zhao to kill me for a short time."
Qiao Zhen's lips curled into a wicked smile. "As long as you lend me a few assassins, I'll take care of the rest. After all, you're not just stupid, I don't trust you with my life."
Yuan Lin extended his right hand. "Truly, a woman's heart is the most poisonous, but I like it. Well then, it's a pleasure to cooperate."
Qiao Zhen extended her right hand to shake his hand politely. "It's been a pleasure working with you." Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the figure disappearing down the slope, and then she released her hand from Yuan Lin's grasp.
Yuan Lin was very efficient; that very night, he brought several assassins into Qiao Zhen's bedroom. "Are you sure you want to do this?"
"Zhenzhen, Yuan Zhao is on the roof beam." Chu Chu struggled to stand up by gripping the threshold, then looked up at Yuan Zhao on the roof beam.
Well done, Chuchu! I'll remember these two brilliant assists. Get ready for your treats!
Okay! (* /ω＼*)
Qiao Zhen looked at Yuan Lin with emotionless eyes, "Either you die, or Yuan Zhao dies. Do you want to die?"
“I don’t want to.” Yuan Lin pointed to the four assassins. “These are the top four assassins in the martial arts world. If you need anything, just tell them.”
Yuan Lin left after speaking.
Yuan Zhao, who was eavesdropping on the roof beam, clenched his fists in suppressed anger. He looked at Qiao Zhen's indifferent face, as if he had never known her before.
Yuan Lin was truly clever. Although he couldn't distinguish which of Qiao Zhen's words were true and which were false, it was always right for him to distance himself from the situation. His only mistake was not realizing that Qiao Zhen had already included Yuan Zhao in her calculations from the very beginning.
Qiao Zhen listened intently to the sounds coming from the roof beam. [Chu Chu, is Yuan Zhao still on the roof beam?]
【Here I am.】
"The four of you are all renowned assassins in the martial arts world. If the four of you can't kill Yuan Zhao, then it's quite shameful," Qiao Zhen said sarcastically. "Fourth, go to the pharmacy and buy some sleeping potion, as well as your organization's specially made poison, preferably colorless and odorless."
"Secondly, Yuan Zhao will go to the mountain to gather herbs tomorrow. You can ambush him there and inflict only minor injuries."
"As for the third, lie in ambush near the courtyard and be ready to respond at any time."
"And firstly, protect me in secret, then I will naturally need your help."
With each instruction Qiao Zhen gave, Yuan Zhao's heart sank lower.
"This mission can only succeed, failure is not an option. Otherwise, what awaits you, your master has already told you, hasn't he?" Qiao Zhen added insult to injury for Yuan Zhao.
[Zhenzhen, Yuan Zhao has already left.]
"Yes." The four answered in unison.
Qiao Zhen: "Then disappear from my sight."
She was also very tired, as the people she was tasked with were always holding her back.
The next day.
Yuan Zhaoru's decision to go to the mountains to gather herbs, as Qiao Zhen had suggested, likely stemmed from a lingering hope in his heart.
To his great disappointment, a masked assassin in black ambushed him from the bushes. The two fought fiercely for dozens of rounds on the rugged mountain path, and Yuan Zhao ended up with flesh wounds on his legs and arms.
Seeing that he had minor injuries, the man in black took the opportunity to leave.
Yuan Zhao was furious but helpless. He knew there was a snake's den nearby. He lingered at the edge of the den, and finally grabbed a snake by its vital spot and put its mouth on his arm.
As the snake's mouth opened and closed, two wounds appeared on Yuan Zhao's arm. He dragged his pale body back to the village, where his auntie, who was washing clothes by the river, found him.
When Qiao Zhen heard the news, she immediately put down the rag she was holding and went to find Yuan Zhao. She found Yuan Zhao lying on the village doctor's bed, his face pale, with two snake-tooth marks on his arm and the wounds were somewhat black.
"Doctor, how is he?" Qiao Zhen poured out a lot of loose silver from her purse and then took out several hundred taels of silver notes from her bosom. "Doctor, you must save him, otherwise how can I live..."
If the mission target dies, Qiao Zhen can't live either. Everyone is bound together; how could Qiao Zhen dare to gamble with Yuan Zhao's life before the mission is complete?
But she couldn't show that she cared too much about Yuan Zhao, otherwise Yuan Lin would become suspicious.
The doctor quickly returned the banknote to Qiao Zhen, saying, "Madam, there's no need to worry. Your husband was only bitten by a poisonous snake in the mountains. A renowned doctor passed by earlier and left behind a pharmacy and medicinal herbs. You can pay for the medicine yourself."
"Okay, okay." Qiao Zhen followed the doctor to the front hall to get the medicine.
Yuan Zhao, who had been unconscious, opened his eyes, his gaze dim as he looked at the wound on his arm. Qiao Zhen must have been so anxious to have the doctor detoxify him because of his Yang Jade flesh, right?
He had failed miserably for over twenty years, and not a single person had ever truly cared for him.
Yuan Zhao silently closed his eyes, a streak of water running between his eyes and temples.
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