Song Zhiyu's patience had run out. "Using me to exchange for her, you won't lose out in this deal. If you don't agree, I can leave right now. She's just a maid; no matter how much I value her, she can't be more important than myself."
The man in black hesitated. Song Zhiyu's words were not without reason. How could the life of a mere maidservant be more important than the reputation of her master?
Their target is Song Zhiyu. As long as they detain her here for one night, everyone will think that she has been kidnapped by robbers and has lost her innocence.
As for the little maid, she was no longer of any use after she had led the people over.
Moreover, Song Zhiyu came alone, while they had more than a dozen strong men with high martial arts skills, so there was no need to be afraid of her.
After thinking it through, the man in black finally nodded and agreed to let Song Zhiyu come and take Lu Bai away.
"Second Miss, you'd better not try anything funny. Be careful, swords have no eyes." He warned veiledly as he pushed Lu Bai, who was now bound hand and foot, out.
Lu Bai shook her head uncontrollably, her eyes bloodshot. How could she let her mistress replace her?
She would rather her mistress treat her as a dispensable maid and not care about her life or death than have her mistress risk her life to exchange for her.
"Waaaaah~"
Lu Bai struggled fiercely, but the rope was tied too tightly, and she couldn't break free at all. She could only watch helplessly as Song Zhiyu walked towards her step by step.
Song Zhiyu's calm gaze fell on Lu Bai, and she softly comforted her, "Listen to me, I'll be alright."
She'll definitely be fine; after all, it's hard to say who's plotting against whom.
She approached the man in black step by step, glancing casually at the roof beam above, her eyes flashing slightly.
As the two brushed past each other, Song Zhiyu secretly transferred the medicine powder hidden between her fingers onto Lu Bai's hand in a corner where no one noticed.
Lu Bai was taken aback, but after being by Song Zhiyu's side for so long, her mind had become much sharper, and she immediately understood what Song Zhiyu meant.
She didn't make a sound, but instead quieted down and gripped the powder in her hand tightly.
This powder will be very useful later.
As Song Zhiyu drew closer, the leading man in black rubbed his hands together. Thinking of the silver he was about to receive, his expression softened considerably towards Song Zhiyu.
Seeing that Lu Bai had already reached a safe spot, Song Zhiyu decided to stop cooperating. She stopped three steps away from the robbers and suddenly asked, "Besides having you hold me back, what else did Shen Jinshu have you do?"
The man in black was astonished; he hadn't expected that Song Zhiyu knew that the person who gave them the orders was Miss Shen.
But since he was paid to do someone a favor, he couldn't reveal his employer's name.
The man in black had a dark look in his eyes and changed the subject, saying, "As long as you cooperate with us, Miss, we brothers will never harm you. But if you insist on going against us, then don't blame us for being ruthless."
Song Zhiyu understood everything she heard. She chuckled, her words laced with malice, "Then I'm afraid things won't go as you wish."
As soon as she finished speaking, Song Zhiyu took advantage of his unpreparedness and threw out the powder in her hand.
At the same time, Su Jinyang, who was hiding on the roof beam, narrowed his eyes and drew his sword, aiming straight for the black-clad man's vital point.
"Cough cough cough!"
Violent coughing and cries of pain echoed through the dilapidated temple. The robbers all went limp, unable to muster any strength.
Except for the two people who were relatively far from Song Zhiyu and were in slightly better condition, everyone else was infected and almost lost their balance.
The robbers were caught off guard by Song Zhiyu's sudden attack. Even though they were being very careful, they were still ambushed.
They regretted underestimating their enemy. Miss Shen had warned them to be careful of Song Zhiyu, saying that she was ruthless, but they were still deceived by her weak and easy-to-bully appearance. They thought that with their numbers, they could easily subdue a young lady.
Now, looking at the long sword pressed against his neck, the man in black was filled with deep regret.
Now look what's happened! Not only did he not get the money, but he's also going to lose his life.
"Now you can tell me what Shen Jinshu plans to have you do, right?" Song Zhiyu patted the powder off her sleeve, the dagger in her hand gleaming coldly, sending chills down one's spine.
Upon hearing this, Su Jinyang's expression turned cold, and he tightened his grip on the sword hilt, bringing the blade even closer to the black-clad man's neck, drawing a bloody gash.
He only disciplined one last time; it seems he hasn't learned his lesson. He'll deal with the rest slowly.
"I don't know any Shen Jinshu. I'm just doing this for money. Second Miss is arrogant, and there are quite a few people who want you to suffer." The man in black endured the pain in his neck and remained defiant.
Although they were robbers, they still followed the rules of the trade and could not reveal their employer's name.
Not to mention that Miss Shen is the daughter of a marquis and the future Princess Consort of Li, someone they cannot afford to offend.
Song Zhiyu sneered, the sharp dagger lingering at the black-clad man's neck and right shoulder, her voice soft yet chilling, "Since you're unwilling to speak, then don't open your mouth again."
Before the man in black could understand what those words meant, he felt a slight stinging pain in his shoulder and couldn't help but let out a cry of surprise. Then, a black pill slid down his throat, and the question that was about to come out of his mouth turned into a series of sobs.
"Aren't you going to talk now?" Song Zhiyu gently wiped the blood off the dagger with a handkerchief, her unhurried voice carrying a hint of threat, exuding an imposing aura.
The other robbers exchanged glances. They looked at the black-clad man who had collapsed to the ground, their hearts skipped a beat, but they still clenched their teeth and remained silent.
"Third Brother, I'm leaving it to you." Song Zhiyu tossed the blood-stained handkerchief to the man in black and turned away gracefully.
Su Jinyang smiled and said, "Don't worry."
With a flick of his wrist, he slashed his longsword, radiating a chilling killing intent, at the other robbers.
With a swift stroke of his blade, the people closest to him fell silent, leaving only a few cold corpses.
"I'll talk, I'll talk!" The two survivors no longer cared about the rules of the underworld; all they wanted was to survive.
If they had known they would be stuck with these two devils, they would have preferred not to have the money.
"It was Miss Shen's maid who came to us, asking us to take action against the Second Miss. She said to stall you for one night, and then..." He looked up at Song Zhiyu tremblingly, swallowing hard.
He dared not say what came next, fearing that he would lose his life if he did.
"And then what?" Song Zhiyu turned around, looking down at the kneeling man with a cold gaze.
The man steeled himself and recited Shen Jinshu's exact words, "She made us strip you naked, knock you unconscious, and leave you on the street, so that the people of the capital would think you had lost your innocence."
After saying that, he didn't even dare to look up at Song Zhiyu's expression, cold sweat pouring down his forehead.
"You bastard!" Su Jinyang was furious, gripping the sword hilt so tightly it cracked, and kicked the man away.
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