Wen Longxiu was silent for a moment, as if recalling what had happened. "That morning I woke up and saw a carrier pigeon on the window. It was from Situ Jiannan. The letter said that he and Sang Ning were getting married soon and that he was returning the jade pendant that I had given him before. I did give him quite a few things before, but I don't remember what kind of jade pendant it was."
"I arrived at the address he specified, which was the west gate of the capital city, but I didn't see him. A little girl patted me, and I lost consciousness. When I woke up, I was in an unfamiliar mountain forest."
"The person who kidnapped me didn't expect me to wake up so quickly. I realized I had been tricked, so I seized the opportunity to escape. However, I was outnumbered. The four men in black didn't seem like assassins, but rather like secret guards trained by the family. During my escape, I fought with a woman in white. When she looked at me, she was filled with hatred. Every move she made was filled with killing intent, as if she wanted to kill me."
"I thought about it and realized I hadn't offended anyone. But how could I possibly defeat five people by myself? Before I could think any further, the man seemed to know I couldn't swim and pushed me step by step toward the river."
“I fell into the river with serious injuries and almost fell into a coma. The current was very strong and there was a waterfall downstream. When I thought I was going to die, I vaguely heard someone calling me from the shore, but I quickly lost my strength and passed out.”
"I should have killed Situ Jiannan back then!" Wen Chuyu said angrily, punching the big tree next to her.
Wen Longxiu shook her head. "I've thought about it a lot these past two days. That letter really doesn't seem like it was written to me by Situ Jiannan, but at the time I was only thinking about getting my things back and having nothing to do with him anymore, so I didn't look at it too carefully."
"You just said that the person who killed you was a woman?" Ji Jiuying asked.
"yes."
“Since it wasn’t Situ Jiannan, it must be related to him. Otherwise, how would they know to lure you out in this way? Ah Xiu, do you have anyone you suspect?”
Wen Longxiu shook her head again. The only person she had a conflict with had lost an arm and couldn't possibly have such abilities.
“Ah Xiu, leave this to your elder brother. Let’s go back first. Since you went missing, Father and Mother have been crying every day and haven’t had a good night’s sleep. Ting’er blames herself every day. She’s been with me for a few days and is exhausted.”
Wen Chuyu said solemnly, his icy blue eyes revealing a murderous intent unbecoming of his status.
"Chu Yu, do you need help with this?" Ji Jiuying asked.
Wen Chuyu smiled gently, "Xiao Jiu, you've already helped a lot. I can handle this."
"good!"
Ji Jiuying smiled. When he put away his health bar alone, she knew what he had made up his mind. He had angered the head of an assassin organization, and she figured that person's fate wouldn't be good.
The capital city.
The Wen family residence remained as silent and still as it had been a few days before. A woman passed by outside the door, gave a cold laugh, and disappeared into the crowd.
Wen Yan and Zhao Feiyan sat blankly in the courtyard.
"Master, please have something to eat, Madam." A maidservant standing nearby said with concern, seeing her mistress growing thinner and thinner.
"Take it away, I can't eat it."
Zhao Feiyan said weakly.
"Is Ting'er awake yet?" Wen Yan asked.
"Master, the Second Miss is still not awake. Should I go and call her?"
Wen Yan waved his hand, "Ting'er hasn't had a proper rest these past few days, let her get some more sleep."
Five days have passed, and it's getting dark again. There's still no news about Xiuer. Wen Yan sighed, and his hair has turned gray without him even noticing.
Just then, a hurried sound of footsteps came from outside the courtyard.
"Master...Master, Madam, the young master has returned with the eldest young lady!" The voices arrived before the people were even seen.
Wen Yan and Zhao Feiyan stood up abruptly.
The guards entered the courtyard with joyful expressions. Zhao Feiyan asked excitedly, "Where are they? How is my Xiuer? Is she alright?"
"Father~ Mother~"
A trembling voice rang out, and a slender figure appeared at the doorway. Wen Longxiu looked at her parents, who were growing thinner with worry for her, with heartache. "Xiuer is unfilial, making Father and Mother worry!"
Zhao Feiyan's eyes filled with tears as she stepped forward and took Wen Longxiu's hand, her voice trembling slightly, "It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back~"
"Feiyan, let the children sit down and eat first. Look how thin Yu'er and Xiu'er have become these past few days!" Wen Yan didn't ask anything, but instead told them to eat first. They hadn't had any appetite these past few days, especially Feiyan. If she didn't eat something, she might faint.
Upon hearing this, Zhao Feiyan quickly pulled Wen Longxiu down to sit, saying, "Yes, yes, look how happy I am!"
"Mom and Dad, I've already eaten lunch. You two eat first. I have something to take care of."
Wen Chuyu said calmly.
"Yu'er, are you really not going to eat something first?" Wen Yan looked at Wen Chuyu. He was his son, and he knew his temperament best. Like his grandfather, he was protective of his own and couldn't wait even a quarter of an hour.
"Hmm~"
After saying that, he turned and left. The moment he turned, he shed his gentle facade, revealing a coldness and killing intent that was not his usual self. His light blue robe disappeared into the darkness.
Wen Longxiu sat by the bed, looking at Wen Longting who was sleeping restlessly, and felt a pang of heartache.
"Sister...don't go..."
Wen Longting suddenly grabbed Wen Longxiu's hand tightly and wouldn't let go.
"As long as your older sister is here, your older sister won't leave!" Wen Longxiu comforted the person trapped in the nightmare.
Wen Longting frowned, muttering to herself, "Gu... Qingfeng, why didn't you say so sooner..."
"Why······"
Wen Longxiu was slightly taken aback. Gu Qingfeng?
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The following evening.
Wen Chuyu stood quietly on the rooftop, her light blue robe stained with a few drops of scarlet blood, her jet-black hair hidden in the darkness, her lips pressed tightly together, and her eyes filled with icy killing intent.
He stared indifferently at the corpses strewn across the ground, the slaughter continuing, the cries of agony ringing in his ears, as if the whole world was trembling, yet his figure remained motionless.
One by one, vibrant lives vanished into nothingness. They seemed to have been subjected to a thousand cuts, their limbs torn apart, their torsos shattered. Blood-red knives were constantly being wielded, and the air was filled with the smell of blood.
"Master, we've found them!"
An Yi appeared behind Wen Chuyu.
Wen Chuyu waved her hand, and the assassins below quickly retreated.
Tian Sha Sect.
In the dungeon.
A woman covered in wounds was tied to a cross, her hair disheveled, her face deathly pale, and her body stained with bright red blood. Her flesh was so mangled that her original appearance was unrecognizable; it would not be an exaggeration to call her a corpse.
Only her heaving chest proved that she was still alive.
"Why did you stop?" An Yi's cold voice echoed in the dungeon.
"Sir, she has been knocked unconscious."
"What are you standing there for? Throw salt water at her and wake her up." An Yi said with a gloomy face, kicking the assassin who had spoken.
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