Chapter 403 Success
An expert can tell the difference with just one move. Can a roe deer that can chop melons and vegetables with ease still be a roe deer? It must be a vicious tiger in the forest!
I felt a chill on my neck, and my eyes, which had always been dull, widened, with a hint of confusion flashing in them.
"Amu!"
Ji Yunzhi, who was hiding by the main door, let out a sharp cry. But this time, there was no longer that idiot guard with the baby face to call him "Young Master" in return.
The not-so-tall body fell to the ground with a bang. This dazed guy finally paid with his young life for the young man who had rescued him in the snow.
As soon as Li Chengxiu finished the work in his hands, he turned his sword and headed straight for Leng Yi.
With a whip and a sword, a long-range attack and a close combat, they coordinated very well and made Leng Yi panic.
They seized the opportunity and kicked the other person on the head, then stretched out their claws and grabbed the victim's arms on each side, and climbed over the yard and the wall at an extremely fast speed.
Seeing their master had succeeded, the remaining men gave up the fight. They fought and retreated all the way, finding the perfect opportunity under the cover of darkness to disperse in all directions through the numerous streets and alleys of the capital.
Hua Wanzi, the gold medal killer of Wansha Pavilion, who failed to retrieve his own leader, turned around and pressed the knife against Ji Yunzhi's neck.
"Tell me, who are those men in black? Are you colluding with them to deceive our Pavilion Master? If you can't explain yourself today, I'll kill you!"
Ji Yunzhi, who had been squatting beside Amu's corpse and crying sadly, stood up with a sneer.
"I colluded with others to set up this scheme? Ha, open your eyes and take a good look. The one who died now is my guard leader!"
He pointed at Amu's body and stared fiercely at the damn killers in Wansha Pavilion, his tone sounding full of hatred.
"It's obvious that your Pavilion Master, who never knew his own limitations, had offended a powerful person somewhere, causing trouble in my house and leading to the death of my chief guard!
It’s good enough that I don’t ask you to give me an explanation, but you dare to turn the tables and blame me?
This is simply outrageous!
Ji will definitely go to the prince to plead with him and ask him to seek justice for Amu!"
There was obvious anger in his forbearing eyes, and one could tell how much resentment he felt about the tragic death of his most skilled guard. It didn't seem like he was pretending.
So the other killers spoke out to persuade them.
"Alright, Sister Hua, we can't kill this Ji guy for now! Otherwise, we'll be in big trouble."
"Ashi is right. We should hurry and look for the Pavilion Master!"
"That's right, but do you want to send a message to the prince first?"
"Ye Po, who do you belong to? Have you forgotten? Are you planning to betray your master?"
Hua Wanzi retracted his sword angrily and glared at the killers.
“I knew earlier that you were also bribed by that bitch!
But let me put this in place first: if anyone dares to betray the Pavilion Master, don’t blame me for being merciless.
Let’s go and find someone quickly!”
She turned around and left anxiously, and the people behind her looked at the graceful figure coldly.
"Tsk, no wonder the Pavilion Master doesn't like her. She keeps talking about killing. If I were the Pavilion Master, I would definitely not choose her. She doesn't have the gentleness that a woman should have. Instead of fooling around with a she-devil, it's better to be with a whore..."
"Shut up!"
Ye Po glanced at Master Ji, who had a sinister look on his face, and reached out to pick up the talkative girl beside him.
"Stop standing there, let's go!"
Several people left quickly, leaving Ji Yunzhi, who was ignored, standing there with his fists clenched tightly.
One day I will wash away the shame on my body, and make those who dare to humiliate me pay the price!
"Young Master..."
The guards didn't know what to do. Their leader, who was such a powerful martial arts master, was dead. Would they be doomed as well?
"What should we do with Chief Mu's body?"
Ji Yunzhi, who had regained his composure, lowered his eyes again to look at the not-so-tall figure lying on the ground, sadness in his eyes.
He knew that the only person in the world who was devoted to him was gone.
He looked up hatefully at the Prime Minister's Mansion, which was still pitch black and silent, and spoke in a cold tone.
"Go, inform the Prime Minister. Tell him that this young master has been assassinated and suffered heavy casualties!"
"yes!"
After being specifically notified, the owner of the mansion finally arrived late, with his confidant carrying a lantern to light the way.
Prime Minister Ji, whose eyesight was not very good, squinted and looked at the corpse lying on the ground. He snatched the lantern from the butler's hand, got closer and carefully identified it for a few breaths before sighing with a hint of regret.
"Alas, it turns out that it wasn't you who died, my dear son. This is really good news."
"If you could say it without such a regretful tone, I might believe that you are telling the truth."
Ji Yunzhi, who was standing aside, looked up at his father. The coldness in the eyes of both father and son was exactly the same.
"I am an unfilial son and cannot do as you wish, father!"
He pronounced the last two words with exceptional clarity, causing his father to sigh again and casually hand the lantern back to the butler. He then yawned nonchalantly, tucked his hands into his sleeves, and shivered in the cold wind, trying to find a way to warm himself.
"Tsk, it's not that I'm picky, but look at how harsh your words are. After all, I'm your biological father, so how can I really hope you die soon?
But my son, if you insist on seeking death, I can’t stop you even if I’m your biological father or your stepfather!
Don’t you think this is true, my dear son?”
Ever since that damned short-lived Ji Minzhi died, the old man Ji Xun had clearly torn off the hypocritical layer of fatherly love and filial piety between him and himself.
Ji Yun’s hatred!
Obviously, they are both his biological sons, but because their biological mother died early, they are probably not as good at seducing their husband as Ji Minzhi's biological mother, Yuan, when they were alive.
That's why this old guy is so biased!
"Father, don't you want to ask your son what tragedy happened here?"
“What’s the point of asking?
Aren’t they all here?”
Prime Minister Ji raised his chin at the scene of severe damage in the yard, and curled his mustache with an expression that said, "I'm not blind."
"It's not that I like to nag you, my son. It's just that you don't like to do anything, so you must be hated by others.
Look, look, look, these people were chased by their enemies and hacked to death, right?
"Thanks to your father's quick wit, he immediately ordered the family to blow out the candles and pretend they didn't know anything. That's how I was able to save my life. It was really close!"
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