Shen Huaixu's heart sank. He knew these people were no ordinary bandits; they seemed to have known his identity all along.
He took a small step back, trying to create distance between himself and the other party, and asked in a low voice, "Since you know who I am, you should understand that you cannot afford the price of killing me."
Assassinating a high-ranking official of the imperial court is an act of contempt for the dignity of the court, and the court will surely send a large force to deal with it!
By then, even an earthworm on the ground will have to be split open vertically!
However, he also knew that a direct confrontation was not the best strategy. These people had obviously come prepared, and he was alone with little chance of winning.
"It's not too late for you to realize your mistakes and turn back now. I can let bygones be bygones."
Shen Huaixu tentatively said.
The leader of the men in black curled his lips into a cruel smile, seemingly not taking these words seriously, and gestured behind him.
The men in black behind him took a step forward in unison, their swords reflecting a cold light on the snow.
Various thoughts flashed through Shen Huaixu's mind, but in the end only one word remained: Run!
He turned around abruptly and kicked the nearest man in black hard in the stomach.
The man groaned, his body flying backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily onto the snow and kicking up a cloud of snowflakes.
Seizing this fleeting opportunity, Shen Huaixu sprinted away into the distance.
However, before he could take more than a few steps, a sharp, piercing pain suddenly shot through his shoulder, as if a red-hot iron rod had been plunged into it.
His body trembled, and his steps instantly became unsteady.
But he also knew that if he didn't run, he would be the only one left to die!
Shen Huaixu gritted his teeth, enduring the excruciating pain, and continued running forward, but then another wave of intense pain shot through his leg.
An arrow pierced the air and struck his calf with precision. Blood gushed from the wound instantly, staining the surrounding snow red.
"Thump—"
Shen Huaixu's body swayed violently, and he finally could not hold on any longer, falling heavily onto the snow, splashing up a cloud of bloody snowflakes.
He struggled to get up, but waves of pain washed over him, making it incredibly difficult to even move a finger.
In the end, he could only lie on his back on the ground.
He saw the sword in the man's hand gleam coldly in the sunlight, slashing towards him...
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