However, when he saw that those people were obviously very skilled, but they didn't even move their hands when they were fighting bloody battles, he became angry again.
Damn it! Who is he protecting? I've seen shameless people, but I've never seen anyone this shameless!
He led his men to fight desperately to protect the life of the tuberculosis patient, but the tuberculosis patient was petty and fussy at this time.
The most infuriating thing was that he couldn't just leave it alone! If he didn't, when he returned, not only would he be charged with inadequate protection, but if this consumptive patient really died, it would make it even more difficult for him to complete his great task.
So when he saw more and more of his men dying, while the sickly man was completely unharmed, Murong Qingyun felt so angry that his heart ached, but he had no choice but to continue protecting the sickly man!
Half an hour later, the battle was over. The assassination attempt had failed, and Murong Qingyun had triumphed. Most of the assassins had been killed, a few had escaped, and a few had been captured by Murong Yan. This was considered a good victory, but Murong Qingyun couldn't be happy at all.
Looking at the corpses scattered all over the ground and smelling the aroma of premium tea coming from the carriage, he had a feeling that someone was plotting against him with ill intentions.
At this moment, Murong Qingyun finally understood. Even if this sickly man didn't know that Xiao'er and he were not related by blood, he at least knew about their brotherly relationship. He was clearly plotting against him.
So he decided not to compete with him in the middle of the process, as long as he could finally drive him off the throne, and then take Xiao'er away from him openly while he was still alive. Even if he didn't kill him then, he would be furious to death.
Even though Murong Qingyun finally let it go, in the fourth match: Qian Yeming VS Murong Qingyun, Qian Yeming won!
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Qian Yeyao sat in the hall of the mansion with a gloomy face, looking at the man in black who was kneeling in front of him, covered in blood. He drew the sword at his waist and ended the life of the secret guard with one blow.
The secret guard fell in a pool of blood. Someone immediately came up to drag his body away and quickly cleaned up the blood on the ground.
The servants came and went in a hurry, fearing that they would displease their master and suffer the same fate as this secret guard.
"Your Highness Prince Li treats his men like this! Aren't you afraid that if you become destitute, no one will be willing to work for you anymore?"
A gloomy voice sounded in the huge hall, startling Qian Yeyao and making him stand up from his seat.
"Who is coming?"
A dark figure emerged from a marble pillar within the hall. Instead of answering Qian Yeyao's question, he continued, "As the saying goes, life is full of ups and downs. While Your Highness Prince Li is currently at a disadvantage for the time being, who says there's no chance of a comeback? Treating someone who risked their life for you this way is disheartening."
"It's you?!"
Although the man in black was armed from head to toe, Qian Yeyao was still able to recognize his identity based on his figure and voice.
After confirming the other party's identity, Qian Yeyao became even angrier.
"How exactly do you, Dark Night, do things? You took my money but didn't do anything. And you're the largest assassination organization in the Kyushu Continent. I'm so disappointed!"
When Ji Feng heard this, he burst into laughter.
Qian Yeyao frowned: "What are you laughing at, Your Excellency?"
Ji Feng shook his head: "I laugh at His Highness for being sold and still helping others count money!"
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(Updated on October 26)
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