Wuhen placed two fingers of his right hand to his lips, blew a low whistle with his inner energy, and then quickly left.
At this moment, Shang Xiye and Ji Fengyao were at the entrance of the largest trap. Ghost Face's two front paws were frantically probing the edge of a trap, teasing it back and forth, but it wouldn't step in.
Ghost Face: Foolish humans, do you think I don't know there's a pit ahead?
When I was digging the hole, you were all still fighting for milk in your wet nurse's arms!
Chen Shiyu, with a group of skilled guards, ambushed on the high ground. Seeing that Shang Xiye had dismissed his only guard, he couldn't help but wonder: Shouldn't the Ninth Prince have already guessed that there was an ambush ahead? Why didn't he gather his men and instead sent everyone away?
"Hey guys, what are you all doing all lined up here? Are you guys playing hide-and-seek at your age?" A clear, cheerful voice suddenly rang out from behind them.
Chen Shiyu and the guards lying in ambush nearby looked in the direction of the sound and saw a young man in blue robes sitting lazily on a tree branch above them, his face hidden by a white veil hat.
Everyone was startled.
If the boy hadn't revealed his whereabouts, they wouldn't have noticed that there was a stranger beside them.
"Who are you?" Chen Shiyu knew this young man was no ordinary person, and became cautious.
"Assassin."
The young man in the blue robe answered calmly, then lightly leaped down from the tree as if taking a leisurely stroll.
Upon hearing his answer, the surrounding guards tensed up.
"An assassin?" Chen Shiyu frowned. "Someone wants to kill me?"
"Ha, you're overthinking it. You're worthless," the young man in blue said dismissively, his attitude unrestrained, before laughing and leaving.
The guards: "..."
Chen Shiyu: "..."
Being told you're worthless by a highly skilled assassin is something to be happy about, isn't it?
The group was looking at each other, completely bewildered by the unexpected appearance of the assassin, when suddenly they heard a series of loud banging noises.
Upon hearing the sound, a guard turned around and saw that all the traps they had set in the woods below had been triggered.
Several silver-armored guards nimbly moved through the barrage of arrows, logs, and boulders, triggering and dodging them with such precision that it was as if they had witnessed the traps being set firsthand.
“Silver Armor Army!” Chen Shiyu wasn’t exactly a fool; he recognized Shang Xiye’s Silver Armor Army at a glance.
Only then did he realize that Shang Xiye hadn't sent the people away, but had gone to pick up reinforcements.
Now that we've been exposed, there's no need to lie in ambush or hide anymore.
"Attack!" Chen Shiyu shouted, raising his arm and signaling all those lying in ambush nearby to rise up and attack the silver-armored soldiers and Shang Xiye below.
"Young Master, should we go down and help?"
A masked assassin dressed in black saw the young man in the blue robe approach him and asked him with concern.
The young man in the blue robe stood with his arms crossed on a tall tree, looking down at the bustling battle below. His tone was casual and unserious: "Does the Ninth Prince look like he needs help?"
The masked man in black glanced at the battle below. Chen Shiyu's men were like chickens in front of the Silver Armor Army. One fell after another, two fell after two.
Ghost Face led Shang Xiye and Ji Fengyao, darting back and forth through the crowd, disappearing wherever there were many enemies.
Shang Xiye wielded the Blazing Flame Sword, each strike aimed at a vital point, the sharp blade even flashing with fire.
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